Mu Yunshui opened her eyes and paused slightly in surprise, then rose without hesitation and followed Chen Fan.
A moment later, Chen Fan darted behind a massive tree, as though observing something.
"What is it?" Mu Yunshui caught up and asked softly from behind him.
Chen Fan's expression remained calm. He turned to glance at Mu Yunshui and said in a low voice, "I'm going to save someone."
"Save someone? Who? Could it be Bai—" Mu Yunshui recalled seeing Old Yellow Tooth before entering the Ancient Tomb and instantly understood. But before she could finish, she saw Chen Fan raise a silencing gesture and immediately swallowed the rest of her words.
Chen Fan concealed his aura, even masking Mu Yunshui's presence as well, and lightly pointed toward the depths of the forest.
The entire forest was eerily quiet. A clear little river flowed peacefully nearby, tranquil beyond measure.
But several breaths later, several cultivators suddenly slipped silently past the riverbank. Chen Fan and Mu Yunshui both saw them clearly—they were people from Shu Mountain. Among them were two Spirit Refining Stage experts, leading several Nascent Soul Realm disciples as though they were hunting someone down.
"Hmph, that bastard stole the concealment talisman my grandfather gave me, and actually used it like this. If I find him, I'll make sure he wishes he were dead," a Nascent Soul Realm man snorted in a low voice.
The Spirit Refining Stage expert beside him merely glanced at him blandly. "If you hadn't provoked him first and coveted his spirit pills, this would never have happened."
The Nascent Soul Realm man's face immediately flushed. After holding it in for a long while, he said, "How was I supposed to know that bastard was so sharp? He actually saw through my deception technique and secretly