This time, Chen Xi had really been infuriated.

Even the nicest person had a temper, let alone Chen Xi. As soon as he left Arambha Temple, he’d encountered pursuit after pursuit, and they really took him to be a ‘ripe persimmon’ that they could squash at will.

Little Bao scratched his head and asked. “What if the enemy notices us?”

“It isn’t so easy for them to notice us.” Chen Xi spoke indifferently. As he spoke, he circulated the energy of the Daoseal Mark within his soul, and it swiftly swept out and concealed both Little Bao and him.

In an instant, Little Bao’s eyes opened wide, and he said with disbelief, “Why… why do I suddenly feel like I’ve vanished from this world?”

In an instant, Little Bao understood the meaning behind Chen Xi’s words and clicked his tongue with admiration. “This technique is truly profound. Even the technique Goddess passed down to me is far from being capable to compare with it.”

Chen Xi smiled and didn’t explain further.

He withdrew numerous bottles of pills and various peerless medicinal herbs, and then he chose those that were suitable for him before he started meditating while sitting cross-legged on the ground.

He’d gathered all of these medicinal pills and medicinal herbs throughout the years, and he’d been unwilling to sell them in order to avoid...