Sanhua Cat Returns

Mountain Top Dojo.

Wang Ping, Rongyang, and Zhi Gong, all of whom had been following the battle in the eastern seas off Yunjiang Road, were not particularly surprised. Holding a wine jar, Rongyang said with a cheerful smile, "Ao Bing has not yet been consumed by his desires. Or rather, someone stopped him at the critical moment."

Wang Ping looked at the crisscrossing black and white stones on the board and, for the moment, lost all interest in making another move. Raising his head, he said to Zhi Gong, "Have all your Disciples withdraw. We can wait for another opportunity to rescue Fellow Daoist Ao Hong."

Zhi Gong nodded silently and took out a communication jade slip to activate it.

Wang Ping set down the stone in his hand, turned to Rongyang, and changed the subject. "What is the situation with the Sun Sect?"

Rongyang gave a light laugh. "What else could it be? I told them to figure out a way to conceal the Fire Spirit aura themselves. Their solution was to direct the heat into outer space, then use outer space's gravitational pull to affect the entire planet. For quite some time to come, the temperature of this planet may rise slightly, but there is no need to worry too much. A simple Fire Spirit Formation will be enough to neutralize it."

After saying this, he returned to the previous subject. "How are we supposed to deal with Ao Bing next? He is not someone who knows how to keep the peace."

Wang Ping first glanced at Zhi Gong, then considered it before saying, "We should each do our own thing. There is no need to deliberately join forces. Otherwise, the cultivators of the world will think that we are the ones stirring up the winds and clouds."