Whether it was due to Moon Embracing Mountain's climate or the chill of Cold Moon Pool, once the heavy snow began, it never stopped.
It fell on and off every day—not heavily, but enough to keep all of Moon Embracing Mountain blanketed in white.
Piercing cold winds howled, and the temperature was so low that splashed water would freeze solid.
Chen Mu was wrapped in a gray fur cloak, with a scarf covering his head and face.
His physique was strong enough to withstand severe cold. But enduring it did not mean it was comfortable. Otherwise, he would not have tinkered with water-heating stoves.
Nor would plumes of Black Smoke from burning firewood for warmth have risen across Moon Embracing Mountain.
With Divine Travel Thousand Miles concealed beneath his feet, Chen Mu stepped across the thick snow, deliberately leaving footprints two fingers deep. He followed the stone stairs upward, seeming slow but actually moving swiftly.
Assuming the bearing of an ordinary Spirit-Soul Unification cultivator, he arrived at the Affairs Office on the lower western side of Cold Moon Pool.
Following the information he had gathered from Old Hao and Shang Huan, he headed straight for a two-story Wooden Tower.
The first floor of the Wooden Tower had a counter half a man tall that stretched from wall to wall.
A plump middle-aged man in his forties sat leisurely behind the counter, holding a fist-sized bronze hand warmer.
When he saw Chen Mu enter after lifting the curtain, the middle-aged man slowly rose. Before speaking, he smiled.
"Junior Brother, are you here for the Training Ground?" The plump middle-aged man smiled with narrowed eyes. "Do you have any familiar caves? I can arrange one for you."
As he spoke, he even raised his eyebrows at Chen Mu, his face clearly