He then draped the gray cloth over himself like a cloak.
In an instant, his figure turned transparent and vanished from the bottom of the well.
This gray cloth was the very piece the Taixuan Sect disciple had used to hide the Grass Return Pill in the cellar. Fairy Lingyue had later helped unravel its restrictions, and now it served Xu Taiping perfectly as an invisibility cloak.
Its advantage was that its invisibility lasted longer than Concealment Grass; its drawback was that it consumed too much True Essence.
"Junior Brother Qingyu, you... why... why did you attack me?"
Before long, the sounds of fighting outside the well stopped, and a woman's somewhat hysterical questioning suddenly rang out.
With a hand on his saber's hilt and his back against the wall of the well, Xu Taiping concealed his breath, focused his mind, and listened quietly.
"Senior Sister, thank you for looking after me these past few years, but I'm not a Yellow Maple Valley disciple."
"You... you're a spy planted by another sect?"
"You could say that."
"Which sect?"
"Nine Nether."
"You belong to the Demon Gate?! No wonder... no wonder you insisted earlier that I join you in killing those Xiaoyao Sect disciples. So you..."
The conversation stopped abruptly there. Faintly, he could hear something sharp piercing flesh and bone, followed by the spray of blood.
Clearly, the woman had been killed by her junior brother.
To think Nine Nether's shadow also lurked behind the strange phenomena in the Immortal Gourd Grotto-Heaven this time.
At the bottom of the well, Xu Taiping frowned slightly.
"Tap, tap..."
Just then, footsteps suddenly approached the mouth of the well.
Xu Taiping's heart could not help tightening.
He raised his head and looked toward the mouth of the well.
A handsome young man stood