After confirming he had escaped the tracking range of the Xiantian martial artist, Jiang Ding fully activated the Art of Small Concealment and hid in an uninhabited corner of the street.
Since learning the Art of Small Concealment, Jiang Ding had been using it almost all the time except when crossing roads and eating at home. He had been making progress bit by bit, and presently he had mastered over ninety percent of the technique. The complete mastery was also within his reach.
Once fully mastered, even without scout camouflage, he could deceive the Divine Sense of a Qi Practitioner who was one rank lower, provided that the other party did not possess a Concealment Breaking Magic Tool and their Concealment Breaking Spell had not reached Minor Completion.
Jiang Ding reached into his bosom, took out a flesh-colored mask with a pair of bushy, handlebar mustaches.
A toy from a costume party!
