The Muhou Troupe

She didn't hesitate to move, flicking her finger and shooting the Wind Needle at the noodle cart owner.

But then the target suddenly vanished. 

Just as the Wind Needle reached them, a hair's breadth from piercing their head, they disappeared, leaving behind the clothes of their disguise. The young cultivator kept moving, spreading her energy around in a thin veil. With this, she could sense everything within several kilometers, including the carts.

Her expression was unchanged, complete focus as she was on high alert. 

"They actually managed to notice me from that distance. This Muhou Troupe..." 

She didn't expect to be seen through like that but now that one of the members spotted her, it had become a game of chase.

Running through the darkness of the night, Ming Yue melded in with the shadows. She unsheathed both blades which let out a dissonant howl. Her eyes flashed as she suddenly spun around, blocking a pair of daggers from above.