A hidden post,
Tucked within the thick of the trees, a pair of eyes surveilled the vicinity from time to time.
A gust of breeze swept by, without attracting even the slightest bit of attention.
Jiang Ding's Art of Small Concealment was fully activated, along with the optical camouflage of his stealth suit, making him akin to a chameleon ready to shift its shape at any moment. In the day, faint traces of transparency and color shifts could be observed.
In the veil of night, all these traces were concealed.
Inside Jiang Ding, the Small Circle of Vital Energy circulated his Inner Qi, giving him a sensation of boundless energy for a short period. His toes pointed, he descended from the treetops, and began to slowly climb upwards along the cliff.
The protrusions on the sheer cliff face, and occasionally the cypress trees that grew on it, became his steps to ascend swiftly, avoiding areas with complex geography that might hide traps.
