On the mountainside.
A desiccated corpse lay beside a round boulder.
The crowd of Cultivators surrounded the desiccated corpse, whispering amongst themselves.
"Someone else has been killed!"
"This will never end until the real killer is dealt with. But given the current situation on Yunjing Island, it's unlikely we'll see any results anytime soon."
"…"
"Brother Yuann!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhu."
"Senior!"
Seeing Yuann Mo and Zhu Ju, the crowd of Cultivators greeted them one after another.
Chen Tong was already at the scene. When he saw the two arrive side-by-side, a peculiar look flashed across his face.
"Fellow Daoist Yuann."
He straightened up from beside the corpse and cupped his hands.
"You're here."
"Mm." Yuann Mo nodded. He strode over to the corpse, his expression darkening.
"Which fellow Daoist was killed?"
The familiar scene was almost identical to last month's, making him think another Dao Foundation Cultivator had been murdered.
