Su Lingxiu concealed her breath and carefully approached Meng Chong, yet before she got close, Meng Chong turned his head and looked over, surprised, "Junior sister, you've been studying the art of concealing your breath?"
Su Lingxiu's face fell, "It was passed on to me by master. This breath-concealing technique is too ordinary; You detected me from so far away, brother."
Meng Chong chuckled, "Junior sister, I've grasped Sword Intent and awakened the Sword Spirit. Your technique won't deceive me, but it might be imperceptible to other martial artists."
"I'll go find the eldest senior brother."
Su Lingxiu headed towards the mountain summit.
"Eh, where's the eldest senior brother?"
She looked around in confusion. Normally, the eldest senior brother would be here, comprehending martial arts.
Why is he not here?
Walking past Xu Yan, even though her gaze swept over him, she completely ignored him, subconsciously mistaking him for a stone.