When Chu Mu was focused on training, he was entirely immersed in a mental world.

Unless there was an aura of danger that arrived, he wouldn’t mind one or two small wing type creatures normally landing on his arms or head. 

But for some reason, his cheek was feeling itchy. It was like a piece of silk brushing by his cheek. 

Chu Mu was confused. Was it Mo Xie doing something? 

Mo Xie normally spent her time lying on Chu Mu’s shoulder and, while sleeping or with nothing to do, would inadvertently use her fluffy tail to brush Chu Mu’s cheek. She would do it purely because it was fun. 

But after thinking about it, wasn’t Mo Xie in her soul pet space? Besides Yu Suo who was wandering on the outside, all his other soul pets were in their spaces. 

Chu Mu didn’t really want to interrupt his cultivation, because he had encountered a strange barrier in his cultivation. 

This barrier came from the Black Nightmare’s soul. 

When Third White underwent its cultivation, it hadn’t actually managed to fully become a Black Nightmare. Thus, when Chu Mu devoured its soul, it preserved his own silver-colored...