"Whew..." Zhao Feng exhaled a breath of stale air. He swiftly used a secret technique to extract the essence blood from Gu He's heart, took his Mustard Seed Pouch and Precious Sword, then dripped a drop of Bone-Dissolving Water onto his corpse.
Repeating the process, he returned to the earlier location, extracted the essence blood from Gu Rong's and Wan Chengliang's corpses, took their valuables, and destroyed their bodies with Bone-Dissolving Water.
Zhao Feng put his human-skin mask back on and returned to Qingzhou to enter seclusion, regulate his breathing, and recover his strength.
I'll stop practicing the Blood Soul Secret Art for a while, unless I find somewhere concealed enough.
Zhao Feng opened Gu He's Mustard Seed Pouch with his divine sense and poured out a heap of miscellaneous belongings. Apart from elixirs, treasure medicines, and other supplies for the astral force stage, there was also a cultivation manual.
The Breath-Concealing Technique. This appeared to be the secret art Gu He had mentioned for concealing his aura and movements. No wonder Zhao Feng had detected nothing unusual despite instinctively sensing that something was wrong. Of course, this was also because his Blood Soul Secret Art had yet to reach a sufficient level; otherwise, he should have been able to detect him.
Zhao Feng carefully studied the Breath-Concealing Technique. It was a supplementary concealment method. Though its grade was low, it was extremely practical. Its core lay in "drawing breath inward and hiding traces within form." It could suppress fluctuations in one's aura and qi and blood, conceal one's cultivation level, and hide one's movements between heaven and earth. It suited stealth, tracking, reconnaissance, and similar purposes. At major mastery, one's aura could become like grass and trees, one's traces like dust-even a high-level Martial Master would struggle to notice