Scripture Transmission Courtyard, inside the Scripture Cave.
"Shang Huan?"
The Wushan Six Siblings looked at Chen Mu strangely.
"Is something wrong?" Chen Mu's face was utterly natural.
Changing identities was something he had long since become adept at.
"Is this place really safe?" Ai Ji eyed Chen Mu suspiciously.
They had avoided the possibly nonexistent Cold Moon Toad, only to thoroughly offend the Scripture Dean.
"Then don't come," Chen Mu said calmly.
"If you hadn't egged us on, why would we have come?!" Ai Ji glared at Chen Mu.
"You were counting on there being safety in numbers and wanted us to share the risk with you!"
Chen Mu's eyes shifted as he calmly glanced at Ai Ji.
You got that right!
"Then don't come." Chen Mu remained calm.
Ai Ji craned his neck, wanting to retort, but Lu Ku waved him off. "The Scripture Dean is one of the Lower Courtyard's three great experts. With him here, we needn't fear inexplicable attacks."
"As long as we watch our mouths, nothing will happen. We're only ordinary Lower Academy Disciples, not worth the Scripture Dean's attention."
The corners of Chen Mu's mouth lifted as he swept his gaze over the group.
This Lu Ku was quite clearheaded.
The situation at the Training Ground was strange, and danger lurked at the foot of the mountain as well. His strength was insufficient, so he had no sense of security.
Chen Mu was all too familiar with this sort of situation!
Wasn't this just hitching a ride on someone's evil-warding aura?
Back when he had been avoiding Yin Soul Monsters, he had used Jie Jia to ward off evil and guard his home.
Now he was using the same trick, planning to rely on the Scripture Dean to guard against monsters.
Unfortunately, the Scripture