Less than ten li from the foot of the mountain, familiar faces began to appear one after another.
They were Cultivators from the Demon Hunting Teams. Now, they were also neighbors on the same street, and among them were even some regular customers from his shop.
"Shopkeeper Bai, ha!"
"We were wondering where you'd gone. Don't tell me you're here to steal our jobs..."
The speaker was a rough-looking man carrying a broadsword on his back.
The man hadn't visited the shop many times, but he was a familiar face nonetheless.
Bai Mo chuckled. "With a build like mine, how could I possibly do such strenuous work?"
The two parties exchanged a few laughs as they passed each other.
They hadn't gone far before they saw the large tree stump at the entrance to the mountain path.
On top of it was a mixture of old and new grass wreaths.
"Hiss!" Li Dao grit his teeth. "So there really are lingering spirits in Celestial Barrier Mountain?"
"That's so ominous."
