There wasn’t really a reason for Bai Yunfei and the others to stay behind in Crushed Stone River. Now that their business had concluded there, the group took off for Black Cloud Valley. The younger generation was slightly tired due to their fights and attempts to absorb the Extreme King Pill fragrance, so the three Soul Kings enveloped them in a bubble of energy and took care of their flight back towards the Underworld School.

Likewise, there wasn’t much to do or talk about at the Underworld School. After a few words were exchanged between the two parties, the people from the Crafting School returned to their rooms to rest.

Bai Yunfei hadn’t said much on their way back to the Underworld School. He appeared to be thinking about something and so hardly said anything even when they got back....