Treading Snow Without Trace!
Pushing his Movement Technique to its utmost limit, Chen Mo transformed into a streak of light beneath the night sky.
Within a few breaths, he had vanished without a trace.
Combined with the Qi Concealing Art, there were no tracks, no aura—he seemed to have disappeared into thin air.
He had caught them completely off guard.
"What a fast Movement Technique!"
From behind a massive boulder some distance from where Chen Mo had been standing, three young men emerged, all of them looking astonished.
"Looks like we were discovered. But this guy is really cowardly—he actually ran straight away."
"Good thing he ran. Otherwise, the three of us might not have been able to restrain him."
"Not might—it's certain we couldn't have beaten him. That guy may not have broken through to the Qi and Blood Realm yet, but his combat strength is no weaker than that of a Qi and Blood Six Transformations martial artist. What were we supposed to fight him with?"
"Besides, we didn't come here to fight him. He's so cautious. If we'd known, we should've just approached him directly while he was eating. Now we've made it look like we were planning to do something to him. I just hope he doesn't misunderstand."
"This is inside the sect. Who would dare lay a hand on him? He definitely won't misunderstand. It's just that the task Senior Brother Wang gave us probably won't be completed anytime soon."
"..."
The three continued chatting. Since Chen Mo had already left, they had no intention of remaining there and simply departed.
After taking a wide detour, Chen Mo silently arrived not far behind them, his expression calm. With his current hearing, and in the stillness of the night, he heard every word of their conversation.