Three days later.
Chen Mu was sitting with his eyes closed, contemplating the Spirit Nurturing Spell talisman.
The Surnamed Sun Middle-aged Man suddenly poked his head out from behind the screen, glanced at them, then turned to leave.
"Stop!" Ai Ji glared at him. "What are you looking at?"
The Surnamed Sun Middle-aged Man walked out from behind the screen with an embarrassed grin. "Just checking whether any of you snuck off."
Someone had left the training ground midway again?
Chen Mu could not help opening his eyes.
"Has this happened before?" Lu Ku asked.
"Everyone spent the past year clearing wilderness. There was no one in the training ground, so what could have happened?" The Surnamed Sun Middle-aged Man smiled bitterly.
"How many left?" Chen Mu frowned slightly.
"Seven."
After sending the middle-aged man away, the cave fell silent for a time.
"Has anything similar happened at the Upper Courtyard Training Ground?" Chen Mu looked solemnly at Lu Ku.
This guy had already cultivated Spiritual Light. He must have been to the Upper Courtyard Training Ground.
Lu Ku narrowed his eyes. "I haven't heard of it."
"What is the Upper Courtyard Training Ground like?" Chen Mu continued, his frown deepening.
"Not much better than this place." Lu Ku's expression also turned grave.
That meant it probably had little to do with the training ground itself.
Chen Mu rose from his meditation cushion, went around the screen, and came to the entrance of the training ground cave.
Through the gale and snow, he looked down at the round Cold Moon Pool below.
A Wooden Plank Bridge extended inward from the shore. At its end, an Octagonal Pavilion stood alone in the middle of Cold Moon Pool.
Looking carefully, he could vaguely make out a figure.
"Supervisor Song is still