Mist Ridge is shrouded in the Mist of Confusion all year round, the sky always gray and hazy.
The temperature is suitable, like spring all year, making it hard to feel the changes of seasons or the passage of time.
For the past six months, no outsiders have disturbed the peace. Chen Mu has been refining Qi daily according to routine, seeing progress in both his Daoist Foundation and Yin Spirit Divine Fetus.
The Divine Soldier Fragments have also come twice automatically, all swallowed and refined by Chen Mu within Thousand Lanterns City.
When he has free time, he would go to White Bird City to join in the bustle, living quite a peaceful life.
This day, by White Bird Lake.
A long unseen Xu Gui found Chen Mu.
"Refugees?"
"Yes!"
"Where did the refugees come from?" Chen Mu asked in confusion.
"According to those refugees, Wuxiang City and Emperor Dragon City are constantly attacking and fighting, turning the center of Mist Ridge into a mess."
