My disciples are all villains.

Upon hearing Lu Zhou’s words, Chen Fu smiled and said, “It’s fine if you can’t cure me. An extra day to live is more than good enough.” Lu Zhou rose to his feet and said, “We can set off tomorrow.”

“Why are you in such a hurry?” Lu Zhou replied, “This kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later.”

“Very well.”

With that, the duo came to an agreement.

Early the next morning.

Autumn Dew Mountain announced to the world that Great Saint Chen Fu would be traveling the world with his disciples.

Chen Fu gathered his disciples and told them about his intention of bringing everyone with him to Fragrant Valley. All of his disciples did not object to it. Since Zhang Xiaoruo and Liu Zheng, whose cultivation had been destroyed, had contact with the Great Void, they could not be left alone here to prevent troubles. Hence, the duo would also be brought to Fragrant Valley. When everyone gathered, the disciples of Autumn Dew Mountain were shocked when they saw the mounts of the Evil Sky Pavilion. They could not help but sigh at the gap between them and their counterparts in the Evil Sky Pavilion.

At noon, Lu Zhou led the people from the Evil Sky Pavilion to Fragrant Valley.

The next day.

Elder Ming De appeared in the air above Autumn Dew Mountain. He looked down as he muttered to himself, “The last trace of energy from the token appeared here…”

He extended his energy and shrouded the entire Autumn Dew Mountain. After a moment, he muttered to himself again, “Not here?”

He flashed into Autumn Dew Mountain and discovered it was empty. There was no one around.

The shattered bluestones caught his attention and he walked over to have a look. He bent down to observe it before he frowned and said, “The battle wasn’t intense.”

Elder Ming De flashed again.