Nine Peaks Mountain's Lower Courtyard lay in the southwest of Yizhou, remote in location and surrounded by perilous, complex terrain. Thus, it had avoided being caught up in the chaos ravaging Yizhou's interior.
With Tang Zhimu and Li Chou overseeing Weizhi Peak, the cultivation of spirit fields, breeding of Mutant Beasts, nurturing of White Jade, and other Shuwu affairs all proceeded in orderly fashion. Chen Mu had no need to worry about any of it.
He was happy to enjoy the leisure, spending every day cultivating inside the Wooden Cabin atop the mountain.
Chen Mu did not cultivate bitterly without pause. After entering seclusion for seven or eight days, he would take a day or two to rest.
Usually, he would use local Mutant Beast meat and vegetables to prepare a few small dishes and satisfy his appetite. Occasionally, he would also fly through the mountains to relax his mind.
The treacherous mountains of southwestern Yizhou had created many wondrous sights. With his current cultivation, there were basically no threats within a thousand li, allowing him to travel and fly about freely.
His life was regular and peaceful, and nearly half a year slipped by in an instant.
That day, atop Weizhi Peak.
In the open space before the thatched Wooden Cabin lay a Mutant Beast shaped like an elk. It stood as tall as a person and had a pair of grayish-brown fleshy wings growing from its back, making it look quite bizarre.
Chen Mu activated Yama Feast. Black qi threaded with silver light enveloped the winged elk, swallowing it within a few breaths.
Its blood, flesh, and essence were sent into the Five Ghosts Bag, while its thin Demon Beast bloodline was sifted out. As usual, Chen Mu used it to aid his cultivation of the Heavenly