Treasure Beast Garden, a nearby high ground.
Yunyue Sect's three people, Chang Xuan, Mu Xueqing, and Nangong Li, sat in meditation together.
"It's strange, why did Junior Brother Chen suddenly leave? Could he truly be indifferent to the benefits offered by the Treasure Beast Garden?"
Nangong Li's face was filled with confusion.
Not long ago, Chen Yu had hurriedly parted ways with them, offering only a brief greeting.
"Before he left, Junior Brother Chen sent me a message, if he doesn't show up within two hours, he wants us to act on our own. Also, he told us not to hold too much hope for the Treasure Beast Garden."
Chang Xuan's face showed a peculiar expression.
Hearing this, Nangong Li and Mu Xueqing had thoughtful looks on their faces.
Chen Yu's hasty departure must mean he had discovered something.
Not much time passed.
Light footsteps were heard from a distance, and several figures were faintly discernible.
"It seems there are some fellow disciples."
