"Yinluo Sect... evil entities..."
Chen Mo left the Moon-Hidden Realm, removed his mask and put it away, his expression shifting between light and shadow.
If it was a man-made disaster, that would be one thing. The destruction of many ancient sects had, in truth, mostly been caused by people.
But if it was a strange calamity...
Chen Mo frowned tightly.
In the cultivation world, the word "strange" stood for the unpredictable.
Those things varied in strength. Some great strange entities could even reach the level of rules themselves, making them utterly impossible to oppose by force.
"This ruin doesn't seem like somewhere I absolutely have to go..."
He rose to his feet and paced the room a few times.
Chen Mo did not think much of Ksitigarbha's ten contribution points. His main reason for this trip was Master Hundred Poisons.
But if he got himself killed for the sake of revenge, the loss would outweigh the gain.
"I'll go take a look. I can decide whether to enter the ruin when I get there."
After hesitating for over ten minutes, Chen Mo ultimately decided to first check out the area around Emerald Mist Peak.
The outskirts should not be dangerous.
Boss Liu was working his abacus behind the counter. Seeing Chen Mo come downstairs with a bundle on his back, he said with a smile, "Master Chen, leaving already?"
"Mm. Something came up."
Chen Mo placed several silver dollars on the counter. "Sorry to have troubled you these past few days."
"Not at all." Boss Liu smiled and pushed two of the silver dollars back. "Too much, too much."
"All right."
Chen Mo put away the money, waved to Boss Liu, and turned to leave the inn.
By now, most of the morning mist had dispersed, and the river