This morning, all of Zhang Min Chul's disciples had already prepared their way back to Yongheng hill. About when the sun was over their heads, they would be arriving soon if they didn't take too long to take a break. All the supplies and some of the things they had gathered from when they left seemed quite a lot. However, this did not dampen their enthusiasm to return home. Yes, to go home to what they consider home, a place of silence and serenity without any commotion, riots, or anything like that. How not, Yongheng Hill is indeed famous as a hill that any human being cannot touch, the average person who dares to touch is a group of reckless people who are too curious about the hill, even then they will never meet the central point unless they will meet with someone else. Very scary moist forests, even with wild animals who don't know how to stalk humans with bad intentions or have other interpretations of the Yongheng hill itself.