Although Nanwu's current batch of students was at the bottom in terms of strength, he wasn't worried about next year's recruitment at all. The Evil Spirit Broken Bridge was the best advertisement. The opportunity to step onto the bridge only came once. Martial Artists from other schools couldn't stay here permanently, giving Nanwu Students a geographical advantage.
"Senior Mu Cheng is about to cultivate. I wonder how many times she can trigger the sound of the tides," a student exclaimed.
Meanwhile, Su Yue was completely baffled. In the blink of an eye, Mu Cheng had actually vanished. Yes, in broad daylight, Mu Cheng had disappeared right from under his nose. The Evil Spirit Broken Bridge was still the same bridge, but the figure on it was gone. Su Yue couldn't see her with his naked eye, nor could he sense her with his Qi Blood.
