"We've spotted seven people, all at Qi Refining Perfection."
"Judging by their direction, they're leaving the Mist Forest. They must have gathered quite a haul."
On an ancient tree, a middle-aged cultivator in green robes turned to the man beside him. "I'll keep watching here. Go report to Young Master Mei and the others."
The other man slipped away without a sound.
Within the Mist Forest, neither divine sense nor spiritual consciousness worked particularly well.
They were less useful than some cultivators skilled in scouting techniques.
The middle-aged man in green robes was a hundred meters from Xu Mingxuan's group. He was certain they would never discover him in this environment.
Without betraying anything, Xu Mingqing transmitted, "Third Brother, there are two people a hundred meters ahead on the left. One just left. They must have spotted us, and he's gone to notify their accomplices."
"I know." Xu Mingxuan immediately transmitted to Xu Mingshu.
Xu Mingshu casually brushed the other Spirit Beast Pouch at her waist. Red-Spotted Insects crawled out one after another, skimmed along the ground, then flew off in all directions.
There were only a few, making them difficult to notice.
They formed a warning perimeter.
Xu Mingxuan believed their strength was more than sufficient within the Secret Realm, but there was always the possibility of facing too many opponents.
If they discovered a large group, they would naturally avoid its cutting edge.
"Eight people are coming. They'll be here in a few dozen breaths.
"One has an aura far stronger than the others. He should be in the Foundation Establishment Realm," Xu Mingshu transmitted.
Sure enough.
A few dozen breaths later.
Figures sprang out around Xu Mingxuan's group from every direction, blocking all their routes.
Six wore vermilion fighting clothes with an ink-black plum blossom embroidered on