"Be careful. Don't take too long sprinkling the seasoning and mixing it in. If you attract any Demon Fiends, none of you will escape either."
The man in the lead warned them again.
Soon, the group replaced the stone slab over the pit.
It was like a completely sealed space. Once covered, the aroma was cut off, with not a single wisp leaking out.
Yang An waited patiently in the shadows. He watched the group finish their work and start up the path to Wuwei Peak. Once they were a good distance away, he promptly followed.
There was only one path up the mountain. As the group ascended, the dense, dark woods of the forest became Yang An's best cover.
His Cultivation Level was already higher than theirs, and with his aura concealed by the Illusion Technique, no one could sense his presence.
A light tap on a tree trunk sent him leaping dozens of feet into the air, completely silent.
