After traveling like this for more than four hours, they stopped.
Seeing the iron block still strapped to Tang Yan's back, Gao Jinsong reminded him, "Third Master, that thing on your back could easily give you away."
"Let's wait here. This terrain is perfect for an assassination." Tang Yan nodded at his words and put away the Mìxuán Iron. As the pressure lifted, he felt the suppressed True Qi inside him surge fiercely through his body.
Even the bottleneck that had remained firm all this time suddenly wavered.
Tang Yan knew that carrying the Mìxuán Iron for so long had severely suppressed his True Qi. Now that the restraint was lifted, the suppressed True Qi rebounded like a spring, producing an immensely powerful surge of Spirit Power.
But now was not the time to break through!
The Heart of Taiji circulated, deftly concealing the fluctuations of Spiritual Qi within him.
They surveyed their surroundings. This was a mountain trail, with a fairly narrow path running through the valley and numerous rocks on either side, ideal for concealment.
Tang Yan looked around, then suddenly leaped onto a rock. Examining it closely, he found that windblown dust had accumulated into a substantial layer of soil, with quite a few plants even growing on it.
He took a pile of Calming-Heart Grass from his storage space and planted it directly on top. Only after carefully fussing over it for a while did he jump down.
"Third Master, what are you doing? Planting so much? Isn't that big, dark clump far too conspicuous?" a Gao Family man asked in surprise.
"Conspicuous is exactly what I want. Once they pass along this road, they'll definitely notice this Calming-Heart Grass. If it were only a stalk or two, they certainly wouldn't care, but with such a