"Universe Bag?" "A close call."
Su Guishan held the Small Teapot to his lips and gulped down every drop, clearly parched.
Liang Qu poured hot water into it, cooled it with his heartfire, and listened attentively.
Xu Yuelong explained, "We don't fear a local bully—we fear a Mountain Eagle. The kind that robs you once and runs is the most troublesome. Fortunately, thanks to your information, we invited True Image experts from Southern Zhili in advance to lend a hand and set up defenses.
"Unfortunately, they learned their lesson after taking a loss and became cautious. They never showed themselves or made a move. They tested us openly and secretly for nearly a month, working seven diviners into collapse. Lan Province is a Canal hub; only a few ships sank, and ninety percent of the cargo was salvaged. A blessing amid misfortune."
After hearing the rough course of the two clashes, Liang Qu slapped the table in admiration. "Big Brother Xu, brilliant! Great-Uncle, both brilliant and tough! But this wasn't the Ghost Mother Sect's ploy to lure the tiger from the mountain, was it?"
"Heh, you thought of something I didn't? We were prepared long ago." Su Guishan picked up the teapot and was just about to take a sip when surprise crossed his face. "It was just boiling—why is it ice-cold?"
"A little trick." Liang Qu held up his index finger and thumb.
"Ice-type Myriad Forms Martial Arts?" Xu Yuelong picked up the teapot as well and shook it. Faint ice chips clinked within, wonderfully refreshing. "Don't tell me it's a Divine Power? You're a Great Grandmaster already?"
"Neither." Liang Qu shook his head and extended his palm. Scorching waves and frigid winds flickered alternately in his hand. "It's heartfire."
Pfft!
Tea sprayed out.
"Heartfire! You comprehended heartfire?" Everyone