Seeking a Master

The morning sun painted the sky red as Mu Yang ran for two hours towards the south. The scenery swiftly changed around him. After cultivating the Wind-Soaring Shadow technique, Mu Yang's speed had significantly increased, even without using any martial skills.

As Mu Yang continued his journey, the signs of civilization gradually diminished. The land became desolate, and there were no houses in sight. Mu Yang surveyed his surroundings, a hint of suspicion furrowing his brow.

"This is a scam!"

Just as he was about to turn back, a crisp wind chime sound echoed in his ears.

"Ding! Ding!"

Mu Yang abruptly stopped, turning around and scanning the area vigilantly. The wind chimes sounded again, but there was no one around.

Suddenly, Mu Yang's expression changed. In an instant, a vision of the surroundings within a fifty-meter radius formed in his mind. Before he could react, all the spirit energy in his body vanished!