Facing the vanished Su Hong, Zhuang Bifan and Bu Yaolian looked at each other. Then Bu Yaolian suddenly punched Zhuang Bifan and said,
"It's all your fault. You insisted that the Students had to make the first move, and the teacher would only step in if we couldn't hold on.
"Now look at this. Your Soul Ring hunt is over, but I still have to hunt mine myself."
As he ran, Zhuang Bifan retorted, "Why are you blaming me? Didn't you agree with me wholeheartedly when I said it?
"Besides, aren't I still here to help you? And the teacher clearly said that he would step in if we couldn't beat it."
"How is that the same? If the teacher acted, we might have been able to return to the hotel tonight for another night's rest and head back to the academy tomorrow.
"But now, we're not only wasting all this time, we might not even find one." Bu Yaolian said.
Just then, Su Hong's voice reached the two of them. "Enough fooling around. Fifteen li southwest of here, a Phantom Swan that is more than ten thousand years old is nesting there. As long as you cooperate properly, hunting it won't be a problem."
"Yes, Teacher."
After hearing Su Hong's words, Zhuang Bifan and Bu Yaolian stopped arguing and headed in the direction he had indicated.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at the location Su Hong had pointed out. In a swamp ahead, a beautiful swan rested there. Beneath its long neck was a large patch of purple down that wrapped around it like a scarf. At its center was a crimson gemstone, just as dazzling as its red eyes.
Its wings on either side had long since been dyed light purple by the purple swamp.
Purple