The Silver-Backed Ape Clone fought a fierce battle with Huang De, delivering the humans in the Valley from the calamity besieging them. Weeping with gratitude, the people fell to their knees to thank him for his kindness. At the sight, Mu Bai sighed inwardly. He gently helped a trembling elderly man to his feet, then helped up the women, children, sick, and disabled, wishing he could raise every one of his fellow humans before him.
The men in their prime stood solemnly, the old women held tears in their eyes, and the mothers cradled children whose clothes barely covered their bodies. Everyone turned an ardent gaze on Mu Bai, hoping he could bring them hope of survival.
"Brother Mu, you've seen it yourself. I'm badly wounded and can't hold on alone. Could you stay and help us through this crisis...?"
Cheng Peng's injuries had improved somewhat after he took the Medicinal Pills Mu Bai had given him. Though Demon General Huang De had already led his followers away, the tens of thousands here still could not be sure they would live to see another morning. Having hidden here for so long, they were short of resources. The few thousand cultivators who remained could barely advance their cultivation, and even medicinal herbs for treating wounds were exceedingly hard to obtain. Relying on nothing but hot blood and an unyielding will, they could hardly hold out for long.
"Brother Cheng, I can't stay here for long..."
Mu Bai dared not meet the earnest gazes of the old and young. He pressed a hand to his forehead and sighed softly. Disappointment flashed through Cheng Peng's eyes. The others shook their heads and sighed, tears of despair spilling from their eyes. The men beat their chests, silently cursing their own helplessness at being unable