By the time Zhang Xiaohua reached the foot of Dragon Head Peak, night had already fallen. He looked up at the mountain, roughly the same size as Tianmu Peak, and could not help frowning. Dragon Head Peak was Wuming Hall's base, and there were surely no shortage of experts on the mountain. If he rode the wind up, there was every chance someone would notice him. Earth Escape was clearly the best method.
Having made up his mind, Zhang Xiaohua urged Four Unlike onward and was just about to find a secluded spot when he heard urgent hoofbeats coming down from the mountain.
After a moment's thought, Zhang Xiaohua waited at the foot of the mountain. Before long, two disciples in tight-fitting outfits came galloping down from above. Seeing Zhang Xiaohua standing beside the mountain path, they were also taken aback. The disciple in front shouted, "Which peak are you a disciple of? What business do you have at Wuming Hall?"
Zhang Xiaohua sat atop Four Unlike. By the moonlight, they could only make out that he was quite young. Mocu Palace's clothing differed from Ruijin Hall's, and it was certainly unlike the inner sect disciples these Wuming Hall disciples usually saw. The disciple had clearly taken Zhang Xiaohua for a disciple from another hall.
Zhang Xiaohua patted Four Unlike and rode forward. Taking out his waist token, he handed it over and said pleasantly, "I am an inner sect disciple of Mocu Palace. I am heading to Huanxu and merely passing through here. I have no plans to visit Wuming Hall."
"An inner sect disciple?" The Wuming Hall disciple was startled. He hurriedly accepted Zhang Xiaohua's waist token with respect and examined it by moonlight. Sure enough, the token resembled those he had previously seen carried by Ruijin Hall