Chapter 288 Snow

The Sutra Repository, inside the Sutra Cave.

"Shang Huan?"

The six siblings from Wushan looked at Chen Mu strangely.

"What's up?" Chen Mu asked casually.

He was an expert at changing his online persona.

"Is this place really safe?" Ai Ji looked at Chen Mu suspiciously.

They managed to evade the existence of the Cold Moon Toad, though its exact nature was uncertain, but they had undeniably offended the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

"Then don't come." Chen Mu said calmly.

"If you hadn't urged us, why would we have come?!" Ai Ji glared at Chen Mu.

"You're just using the excuse that you can't be punished because there are so many of you, and you want us to share the risks for you!"

Chen Mu rolled his eyes and glanced calmly at Ai Ji.

You're right!

"Then don't come." Chen Mu remained calm.

Ai Ji, still stubborn, wanted to retort, but Lu Ku waved his hand to interrupt: "Fu Duyuan is one of the three great masters of the Lower Academy. With him in charge, we don't have to worry about being attacked out of nowhere."

"As long as we keep our mouths shut, we'll be fine. We're just ordinary disciples of the lower academy, not worth the attention of the academy's chief.

Chen Mu's lips curled slightly as he glanced at the group.

Lu Ku is still quite clear-headed.

The situation at the dojo is strange, and there are also hidden dangers down the mountain. I'm not strong enough, and I don't feel safe.

Chen Mu was all too familiar with this kind of situation!
They're just trying to ride on the coattails of the aura that wards off evil.

Back then, in order to avoid evil spirits, he used armor to ward off evil and protect his home.

Now, he's resorting to the same old trick, intending to use the Fudu Temple to guard against monsters.

Unfortunately, Fu Duyuan was not as easy to deal with as the old man Jie.

Jie Jia only needs three meals a day, while Fu Duyuan needs three white jade coins every day.

……

Five days later.

The eleventh temple of the Wu character.

Chen Mu silently activated the Breaking Illusion Talisman, condensing his magical power to replenish his energy.

After it was over, I didn't rush to open my eyes. My mind and will slowly sank into the Yuanfu.

Suddenly, a bizarre and colorful light flashed, and Chen Mu abruptly opened his eyes.

After activating the special perspective, the distribution of vital energy within the dojo is displayed before your eyes.

"Tsk tsk... the concentration is at most half that of the Exquisite Jade Plate."

"So, you still dare to ask for sixty-five white jade coins a month?"

"It's so dark!"

Chen Mu looked around.

In mid-air, wisps of earth's spiritual energy swam slowly like fish.

The six siblings of Wushan, not far away, resembled empty boxes filled with bait, attracting the earth's spiritual energy to penetrate their bodies.

“No wonder they chose this worst dojo.” Chen Mu said knowingly.

Just as he initially guessed, the Yinming Silk could indeed draw upon the earth's spiritual energy!

With this ability, even in the environment at the foot of the mountain, one could slowly develop a spark of talent.

"Are these guys here to rack up credits too?"

"To pave the way for revealing their spiritual cultivation level later?"

"Hey! I've met a kindred spirit."

……

As they were pondering this, the group opened their eyes one after another.

Chen Mu squinted and said calmly, "Let's go."

The six people exchanged glances.

"Do we really need to go to the Scripture Academy?" Ai Ji hesitated for a moment before finally asking the question.

Lu Ku turned to look at Wu Ruo.

"In the past few days, I haven't heard of anyone going missing again," Wu Ruo said calmly.

“Look!” Ai Ji’s eyes lit up: “Going to the Scripture Transmission Academy every night not only wastes half of our time, but also risks angering the Fudu Academy again.”

They say out of sight, out of mind.

“We’re always hanging around Fu Du Yuan’s place. Even if he didn’t intend to do anything to us, he might want to do something to us now,” Ai Ji complained.

The others seemed to be deep in thought.

Chen Mu listened to their conversation, his eyes darting around before he slowly looked at Lu Ku and calmly asked, "Are you going?"

Lu Ku glanced at the group of people with different expressions.

"go with!"

Chen Mu nodded to himself.

No wonder young Lu Ku could be the leader of several people; he's so steady. "Sigh..." Ai Ji's shoulders slumped involuntarily.

He came to the dojo to train this time, hoping to take his training to the next level and surpass Xu Rao.

Chen Mu's lips curled slightly as he glanced at Ai Ji.

Cultivation is indeed important, but life is more important.

This reckless man is still too young and lacks the harsh lessons of life.

Seemingly noticing Chen Mu's gaze, Ai Ji snorted coldly and immediately rolled her eyes at Chen Mu.

The pupils of his eyes disappeared.

Then he stood up straight and walked out of the cave without saying a word.

His entire body was stiff, his face expressionless, like a puppet on strings. Yet, his movements were incredibly fast, and he arrived in front of Chen Mu in just two or three steps.

That's a bit strange.

Chen Mu couldn't help but look over out of curiosity.

Looking up, I met a pair of pale, lifeless eyes. My heart skipped a beat, and I felt a chill run down my spine.

This...this doesn't seem right!

He immediately turned his head and saw that the people who had just been clear-eyed now all had blank expressions on their faces.

Lu Kuling's cultivation level was high, and his will was firm.

Yet her face showed a struggle, as if she might succumb at any moment.

when? !

Chen Mu's scalp tingled.

Just then, a chilling aura suddenly enveloped his entire body. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, as if someone were blowing a cold wind from behind.

bass!
The leather pouch at his waist trembled suddenly.

The magical power within the jade seed surged.

A white, hollowed-out bone sphere suddenly appeared.

Then, black light flashed in mid-air, and the black moon blade appeared out of thin air without Chen Mu having to activate it.

It then slashed fiercely at the wooden screen at the cave entrance with a cold, mournful whistle.

puff!
The screen shattered with a loud crash.

Wow...

A piercing scream exploded in the cave, piercing Chen Mu's eardrums with pain.

He stared intently at the cave entrance, only to see a gust of snow suddenly scatter into a vast expanse.

In a daze, a pair of cold, red, crystal-like eyes appeared and disappeared in the snowflakes.

When he searched carefully, it had disappeared again.

A flash of black light appeared, and the moon blade reappeared, circling and hovering like a fish, guarding my side.

Chen Mu snapped out of his daze, his face immediately turning ugly.

Even if he was completely ignorant, he knew that the thing hidden in the wind and snow just now was definitely not Leng Yuechan!

The few people who were just dazed suddenly snapped back to reality.

Ai Ji, who was standing not far from Chen Mu, also shuddered, and his upward-rolling eyes returned to normal.

He subconsciously looked around, and when he turned his head, he saw a crescent-shaped blade as tall as a person whizzing past him.

A sharp, chilling aura rushed towards him, startling him so much that he let out a strange cry and leaped backward.

"Shut up!" Chen Mu snapped.

Without even glancing at the other person, he raised his hand and gently touched the moon blade, his eyes fixed on the outside of the cave entrance.

……

After a long while, Chen Mu carefully arrived at the cave entrance.

Before anyone knew it, the sky above Pengyue Mountain had turned completely black.

This made the already dim light of the sky even dimmer.

A biting wind howled, and snowflakes danced wildly. The pavilion in the middle of Cold Moon Pool was only faintly visible.

At the cave entrance, Chen Mu, shielded by a white bone shield, stared grimly at Cold Moon Pool.

"Supervisor Song is missing!" Lu Ku's face also turned grim.

"There's no one next door." Wu Ruoyu and Lin walked quickly from the adjacent cave.

"The wind and snow are too heavy, and the Listening Technique cannot be heard." Shi Xian frowned.

Chen Mu's heart sank, and he looked up at the sky.

Have you ever seen such a snowy day at this time of year?

“There has never been anything like this within a radius of three hundred miles of the Tongtian River Lower Temple,” Wu Ruo said.

“According to the book, this kind of weather is only possible in the mountainous areas thousands of miles to the north,” Lu Ku added.

“We were migrating south back then!” Xu Rao’s face was extremely gloomy.

Something's wrong with this snow!

"Go find Fu Duyuan!" Chen Mu didn't hesitate any longer and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)

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