Weizhi Peak summit.
Chen Mu stared into the distance, lost in thought.
After cultivating for so many years, whenever he stayed somewhere for too long, he always ran into this sort of trouble.
The last time he had seen such a grand scene... had been the last time.
At the foot of the mountain, the disciples were panicked, but they ran quickly enough.
They had prepared in advance, and the Black Ape was threatening them from outside.
Before long, they had all slipped into Ghost Gate Pass.
A watery blue escape light rose from the mountainside as Tang Zhimu returned to the summit.
"Academy Supervisor, are we just leaving like this?" Tang Zhimu asked hesitantly.
"What, you want to go support Star Picking Peak?" Chen Mu shot him a sidelong glance.
"Can you beat that Three-Headed Six-Armed Great Ape?" he asked irritably, pointing at the Black Ape hammering the mountain protection spiritual light.
"The great demon over at Star Picking Peak is several times fiercer than this monkey."
"When disaster strikes, everyone has to look out for themselves." He sighed and turned to leave.
"But the world is in chaos now. We may still need the Yellow Springs Sect's protection later. If we leave without showing anything at all..." Tang Zhimu looked deeply worried.
"Ah... who told me I'm such a good person?" Chen Mu turned back again.
Tang Zhimu: "..."
"What? Am I wrong?"
Yes, yes, yes. You really were a fine, upstanding man.
Tang Zhimu fought back the urge to roll his eyes.
"If I weren't a good person, I'd have left all of you behind in Golden River City long ago."
"Get lost already. Don't hold me up from saving people!" Chen Mu waved him away.
Tang Zhimu grinned and cupped his fists in salute before turning