The Hardest Thing Is a Day with Nothing Amiss

Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen exchanged a look.

One said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you're the host. You ought to clean this up." The other said, "Fellow Daoist Cui, don't leave me holding the bag. Your immortal masterpiece hasn't even been carved into the cliffs of Yellow Crane Islet. We can't let the place vanish just like that."

If two Limitless Martial Cultivators cut loose and traded blows without moving elsewhere, one punch could send a pavilion tumbling into the river, and one kick could shatter a long stretch of white-jade railing. Whether even half of that treasure basin called Yellow Crane Islet would remain was hard to say.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an said to Jiang Shangzhen, "Let's return to Cloud Scroll Peak first."

Then he cupped his fists toward Huang Yiyun again. "I'm Cao Mo. Another day, I'll seek your guidance on Boxing Principle."

Ye Yunyun felt as though the weight of heaven and earth had suddenly lifted. She returned the salute.

Jiang Shangzhen immediately cupped his fists and apologized to the Young Mountain Lord. Bringing Ye Yunyun here from Mount Laojun without warning had involved a measure of selfishness on his part. If their fight turned Cloud Cave Blessed Land's Eighteen Sceneries into seventeen, he would have to pinch his nose and accept it. The Paradise had seven or eight reserve attractions anyway. The Jiang Clan disciples, retainers, and Guest Officials responsible for Yellow Crane Islet, though, would inevitably raise a ruckus at the clan ancestral hall afterward.

Pei Qian also cupped her fists. "I'm Zheng Qian. I caused you much offense today, Senior Ye. If I get the chance, I'll visit you at Cloud Grass Hall."

Ye Yunyun nodded.

Chen Ping'an left Yellow Crane Islet with Pei Qian and Cui Dongshan. Teacher and master, student and disciple—what were the