The masked cultivators exchanged puzzled looks.
They were traveling through a remote section of the wilderness, far from the ordinary roads used by sect members. Finding a trunk filled with valuable materials in such a place was highly unusual.
One of the masked cultivators narrowed his eyes. "Could it be a trap?"
The suggestion immediately made the others cautious. They extended their Immortal Senses, examining the surrounding vegetation and searching for concealed formations. However, they detected nothing suspicious.
Xiao Yang had hidden himself carefully, and the materials within the trunk were genuine. There were no obvious traps or hostile formations surrounding them.
Another cultivator shook his head. "That seems unlikely."
"Why?"
"Our departure was arranged at the last moment. Barely anyone within the Vault Division knows which route we're taking."
He glanced toward the surrounding forest. "How could someone have prepared an ambush here?"
