Pfft!
He suddenly cracked a sunflower seed, spitting the shell even farther than Chen Xun had.
"Ha ha ha..." Chen Xun burst into inexplicable laughter. "A child worth teaching."
"Hehe." Ji Mo lowered his head and smiled sheepishly.
"How is your Breath-Concealing Grand Art progressing?" Chen Xun asked casually.
"Rest assured, Patriarch—it has reached great mastery!"
Ji Mo's gaze sharpened, as though he had become a different person, his expression turning exceptionally resolute. "And this disciple has already gone to Nine Palaces Mountain to spy on the masters. Peak Master Yu Hua Qian and the others never noticed."
"Damn it, good lad." Chen Xun shot him a sidelong glance. "You're even more ruthless than your Patriarch was back then."
"Patriarch, could it be that you...?!" Ji Mo's expression jolted.
"That's right. My cultivation wasn't good enough then. I was discovered while digging tunnels in Nine Palaces Mountain."
Chen Xun sighed wistfully, memories surfacing in his eyes. "Come to think of it, it really was nine deaths and one life."
Ji Mo cried out inwardly... utterly unable to believe it. So Patriarch had once had such a past.
Suddenly, several piercingly cold auras shot over from midair.
Several female disciples of the Five Aggregates Sect streaked across the sky, their Divine Sense sweeping the surroundings. "Where is that scoundrel Ji Mo?!"
"Senior Sister, a net has already been cast around all thirteen of his cave abodes."
"He has not returned. He is most likely within our sect's East Sea Illusion."
Several loud, conspiring voices drifted over, making cold sweat pour down Ji Mo's back. Good heavens, they had found him this quickly. This was bad!
"Patriarch... I need to lie low for a while."
"Hehe, hurry and run."
Chen Xun reclined against the tree, smiling unhurriedly. "Those words may also