"I'm back."
Seeing the worry on his disciple's face, Chen Changming smiled and took a seat.
Mo Lengyao hurriedly served him tea.
"Lengyao, have you heard anything about Chu Bawang?"
Chen Changming took a sip of tea and asked.
"Yes, Master. The disciples of the pavilion learned that Chu Bawang recently appeared in Qiyun Mountain. He joined forces with several Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators to hunt down a peak ninth-level Purple Lightning Black Ape."
Chen Changming nodded and drained his cup.
A peak ninth-level Beast was comparable to a sixth-layer Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator. Chu Bawang couldn't kill it alone; he had to join forces with several people of similar cultivation to have a chance.
"Let's go to Qiyun Mountain."
Chen Changming rose to his feet.
Mo Lengyao was delighted.
She hadn't expected her master to move with such speed. He had barely entered Miaoyin Mountain and taken a sip of tea before he was already rushing off to Qiyun Mountain.
At the thought of soon avenging her great hatred, she could hardly contain her excitement.
Mo Lengyao piloted a Spirit Boat, carrying Chen Changming toward Qiyun Mountain.
Two days later.
They arrived at Qiyun Mountain.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
From deep within Qiyun Mountain came waves of thunderous noise.
Though faint, the sounds were terrifying. Many Beasts fled in panic.
After listening closely, Mo Lengyao judged, "Master, they should still be fighting that Purple Lightning Black Ape..."
"Looks like that Purple Lightning Black Ape has given them quite a bit of trouble."
Chen Changming smiled leisurely.
He hoped Chu Bawang would get hurt first. That way, he'd have to expend less effort.
The Spirit Boat flew into Qiyun Mountain.
An hour later.
It drew close to the battlefield.
In a vast mountain range, three or four Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators