Three days later.
Liang Yi finally arrived at Low Hill.
He had also brought a group of seventy or eighty people.
They included supervisors from various departments of the Lower Academy, squad leaders, Patrol Officers from the Patrol Institute, and clerks from the Affairs Office.
It was equivalent to bringing out nearly half of the Lower Academy's core personnel.
"Looks like we won't have to disband the Lower Academy after all." Chen Mu heaved a sigh of relief.
Ordinary disciples below the Jade Seed level could be abandoned at any time.
But these disciples with Jade Seed, Spiritual Light, and Reality-Breaking Cultivation were all excellent manpower resources.
As long as they found a place to settle, they could rebuild a Lower Academy at any time with these people.
Naturally, they would not casually disband and abandon it.
Over the next three days, Song Wuji went to Moon Embracing Mountain every day to try, but every attempt ended in failure. No one else came to Low Hill.
Chen Mu raised the Five Ghosts Yin Soul and watched the snow-white Moon Embracing Mountain from afar.
Out of several thousand Lower Academy disciples, fewer than three hundred had escaped. The rest would turn into Snow Puppets, a fate even worse than death.
Chen Mu could not help thinking of Great Liang back then.
To gather Thousand Mechanism Tokens, Great Liang's upper ranks had allowed war to rage unchecked. Massacres of entire cities were common, and people had died in droves there as well.
"Nowhere in this world is safe!" Chen Mu sighed.
"I still have to keep training."
Only greater strength could preserve his life in this turbulent, chaotic age.
Suddenly, a pair of enormous red crystal-like eyes flickered in and out of sight amid the gale and snow.
Chen Mu's mind