Liu Yu did not know whether it was his imagination, but he felt Elder Sun's gaze linger on him for an instant before leaving.
Could it be because my spiritual perception was keen enough to notice the three elders' arrival first?
Liu Yu had no way of knowing. Since he could not find an answer, he stopped dwelling on it.
Only now did he feel somewhat reassured. It seemed that ordinary Golden Core Cultivators could not see through the disguise of the Spirit-Concealing Art. As long as he did not encounter cultivators with unusual abilities, he could cultivate in the sect in peace, without worrying that others would discover his abnormally rapid progress.
The six exchanged glances and all breathed sighs of relief. Facing Golden Core Cultivators was no small pressure, even when they were three elders of their own sect.
After surviving a great battle, they had returned to Moonwatch City only to be punished. None of the six was in good spirits. Once the three elders left, they exchanged a few pleasantries and went their separate ways.
"Farewell!"
After leaving the grounds of the City Lord's Mansion, they cupped their hands in farewell and departed in different directions.
Liu Yu did not hurry back to his cave abode. He walked leisurely, thinking of nothing, enjoying a moment of peace after the life-and-death struggle and the exhausting strain of plotting and planning.
Before he knew it, he had reached Moonwatch City's East Market again, where he saw bustling crowds and cultivators of every description.
Some were in groups of three or five, returning from hunting in the Hengduan Mountain Range. Some wore the joy of a bountiful harvest on their faces, rushing to the appropriate shops to sell their spoils for spirit stones to cultivate with. Others had gained