Han Yu left the peak and once again changed into the ordinary outer court robes he had worn for years. Putting them on felt oddly tedious now, especially after having worn the robes bearing the Peak Head's crest earlier.
Still, Han Yu knew the disguise was necessary.
Tonight was only about collecting his belongings quietly.
Once everything was settled, he would not need to repeat this routine again.
Han Yu moved quickly through the mountain paths.
The distance between the Second Kidney Peak and the Puppet Peak was considerable, but his cultivation speed allowed him to cross it in roughly an hour.
As he approached the Puppet Peak, the familiar atmosphere returned immediately.
Compared to most areas of the sect, the Puppet Peak had its own peculiar rhythm.
Many disciples here were deeply absorbed in their craft. They spent countless hours studying puppet mechanisms, experimenting with spirit circuits, and assembling intricate constructs.
