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As his voice fell, the young man stepped forward again. Perhaps it was in order to accurately lock onto the whereabouts of the two, or perhaps it was because he was being discreet, but the distance he crossed was much shorter this time.

Even so, after several continuous steps, he arrived at the place where Qin Yu left behind the black hairs.

The young man appeared. He took a deep breath and smiled, “The fragrance of peach blossoms. Are you two here?”

He looked up, his eyes piercing through the rain curtain and landing on the mountain in the distance.

Its lush vegetation swayed beneath the violent storm. Leaves were whipped around, making crackling sounds.

One step. Two steps. Three steps.

Without continuing to tear through space, the young man walked through the rain curtain. His eyes wandered over the mountain, a playful look in his eyes.

Sensitivity to scents was his innate ability, and it had been an unexpected help in cultivating his Great Dao. He never thought that he would have to use it in hunting down two juniors today. Even speaking of it was a disgrace.

But luckily, unless he was locked onto by the Spring Master, this would become one of his life’s secrets that...