This appearance of yours now, it's not your true face, is it

The three of them left their temporary hiding cave, finding the sunlight outside a bit dazzling.

Fatty Wang scratched his head, looking at the endless mountain ranges, and asked, "Big Bro, Second Bro, where are we heading next? Those mad dogs from the Glazed Holy Land are definitely still searching the whole world for us!"

His small eyes rolled, revealing his usual slyness, and he lowered his voice mysteriously, "How about... we go to that place I mentioned to you before? I, your Lord Fatty, can guarantee that there are absolutely treasures there!"

Hearing this, Fang Hanyu's eyes flickered slightly. He remembered his master mentioning earlier that the sect would also send people to the ruins of the Mo Tian Sect for experiential training this time.

He thought to himself, "That place is now a mixed bag of dragons and fishes, with various factions entangled and danger lurking at every corner. If we go back, we can look out for each other."

He looked at Xiao Ruobai. Although he didn't speak, his eyes had already conveyed his inclination to return to the ruins.

Sensing Fang Hanyu's gaze, Xiao Ruobai pondered for a moment and understood his intention. He nodded and said, "Yes, let's head back to the Mo Tian Sect ruins. We can continue to comprehend the Dao aura there."

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang's plump face immediately fell. "Ah? We're going back? We just slaughtered a bunch of elders and disciples from the Yunlan Sect. That place must be a complete mess right now..."

Right at that moment, Xiao Ruobai's gaze turned sharp as lightning, suddenly staring straight at Fatty Wang. "Fatty, your current appearance isn't your true face, is it?"

Fatty Wang stiffened all over, the annoyance on his face instantly turning into an awkward smile. He subconsciously touched his chubby face and stammered, "Uh... this... Big Bro, you saw through it?

Hehe... Traveling away from home in this treacherous martial world, one always needs to prepare a few extra identities, right? I, Lord Fatty... oh no, your little brother, am just doing this for the sake of safety!"

As he spoke, a series of faint popping sounds came from the bones within his body, and the aura surrounding him also underwent a subtle change.

His chubby figure slightly contracted, his round face turned into a square one, and his eyes took on a somewhat simple and honest look, making him appear like an ordinary, honest rogue cultivator.

"Hehe, Big Bro, look, this is the real me..." Fatty Wang rubbed his hands together, offering an apologetic smile.

Xiao Ruobai did not speak; he merely looked at him quietly.

Being stared at made Fatty Wang's hair stand on end. Fine sweat beaded on his forehead as he gave two dry laughs. "Uh... haha... Big Bro, you truly have piercing eyes... this... this is actually also..."

Before he could finish his sentence, another burst of dense bone-friction sounds echoed from within him. His figure adjusted once more, his face shape becoming a bit more handsome and refined, and his eyes turned lively, resembling a clever young cultivator.

"This! This is absolutely the real me." Fatty Wang cautiously observed Xiao Ruobai's expression.

Xiao Ruobai remained silent, his gaze profound, as if telling him to continue.

Fatty Wang was completely out of options. With a miserable face, he said, "Big Bro... please don't make things difficult for me... this really is me..."

Seeing his rogue-like appearance of refusing to confess even if beaten to death, Xiao Ruobai shook his head almost imperceptibly and decided not to press the matter further.

It was unknown whether he believed his nonsense or just felt it was unnecessary to expose him.

Fatty Wang felt as if he had been granted a grand pardon. He let out a long sigh of relief, wiped non-existent cold sweat with his sleeve, and muttered softly, "Scared your Lord Fatty to death... Big Bro's gaze is just too terrifying..."

After this ordeal, Fatty Wang didn't dare to play any more petty tricks in front of these two big brothers and stood obediently to the side.

Right at that moment, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu beside him, and they seemed somewhat different.

He subconsciously looked up and was instantly stunned.

He saw that the two big brothers in front of him had, at some unknown point, completely changed their appearances!

Xiao Ruobai, who just a moment ago had a restrained aura like an unsheathed sharp sword, now possessed a remarkably ordinary face. The aura around him was as calm as water and unfathomably deep. That sharp edge had vanished without a trace, making him look exactly like an ordinary cultivator who wouldn't warrant a second glance in a crowd.

As for Fang Hanyu beside him, although his posture remained upright, his facial details had quietly altered. That oppressive sword Dao sharpness was entirely concealed, replaced by a cold and aloof aura that screamed for strangers to keep away, looking like a solitary traveler with a bad temper who was best left unprovoked.

Fatty Wang's eyes instantly widened into perfect circles, his mouth slightly agape, and he almost cried out in surprise.

His mind buzzed, and his first thought was: "No way?! And you were calling me out?!

After all that, you two big brothers aren't showing your true faces either!

But this disguise technique... this aura concealment... it's so much more brilliant than your Lord Fatty's that I don't even know where to begin!"

He suddenly felt that his clever little disguise trick just now was like showing off his meager skills in front of true masters, embarrassing himself to the extreme!

Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu naturally took in his reaction, but neither said a word.

Fatty Wang took a deep breath, but the light in his small eyes lit up again. This time, it wasn't slyness, but an excitement and sense of security as if he had found his true comrades.

He couldn't help but circle halfway around the two of them, clicking his tongue in amazement. "High-level! Truly high-level! I can't see through it at all! There's not a trace of artificiality! It's completely natural!"

He sighed again, "My goodness... who would have thought that with your formidable strength and your... well, you know, backgrounds, you'd act so... so steadily! It's really... you guys truly deserve to be so powerful!"

Suddenly thinking of something, he slapped his round forehead hard, producing a crisp smack. "Wait for me! Let me prepare some life-saving treasures. Just in case our covers are blown, we need to have a backup plan, right! Big Bro, Second Bro, give me a moment!"

With that, he quickly squatted down and, like performing a magic trick, took out a stack of lustrous blank talisman paper and a small box of spiritually vibrant cinnabar from his seemingly ordinary spatial ring.

Holding his breath and focusing his mind, his chubby fingers were now exceptionally nimble. Dipping the brush heavily in cinnabar, he began drawing at flying speed!

His movements were no longer the cautious, fully concentrated ones of the past, but carried a confident and flowing smoothness like moving clouds and flowing water.

Spiritual light flashed at his fingertips. One after another, highly complex yet perfectly precise silver spatial runes flowed from the tip of his brush, rapidly taking shape on the talisman paper.

Every stroke contained his new understanding of the spatial Dao principles. The runes merged flawlessly with the talisman paper, emitting a stable and profound fluctuation.

In just a few moments, a thick stack of Lesser Void Shift Talismans was freshly completed. The silver patterns on the talisman papers gleamed brightly, clearly indicating their extremely high quality.

Fatty Wang carefully divided these spiritual talismans, which still carried a warm aura, into three portions. Treating them like precious treasures, he presented two portions to Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu, while keeping one for himself, stuffing it into the innermost pocket of his robes.

"Hehe, better safe than sorry! One stack for each of us! At a critical moment, with just a thought, we can make a clean getaway!"

Fatty Wang proudly patted his chest, his small eyes sparkling with the reassuring light of having a wealthy stash, as if he had already foreseen countless dashing scenes of successful escapes.