An Yang and Dan Chenzi went straight to Lingxiao Peak and sat down carelessly on the stone steps. The cold wind of approaching night blew their robes and hems about, but it brought not the slightest hint of coolness.
"An Yang, you really haven't disappointed me!" Dan Chenzi's voice grew slightly louder, showing his excitement.
"I feel great too!"
"When I saw you fighting earlier, I thought you only knew those spells and this sky-filling sword light. I didn't expect you to be so skilled in close combat too! You've really made me see you in a new light."
"It's been a long time since I've fought like that. Most of the enemies I encountered before weren't suited for close combat, so I usually solved trouble with spells. It's just that the spells I use might seem a little strange to disciples of Emei Mountain."
"Hahaha, I did find them very strange."
"I just happened to acquire them by chance, that's all."
"I was only making an offhand comment. Don't take it too seriously." Dan Chenzi stretched lazily. Facing the wind, his long hair and cape streamed constantly behind him. With the palace halls and towers behind him, he looked like a character from a film directed by someone skilled in visual composition. "This world is huge. Besides Emei Mountain, there are countless great mountains and secluded cultivators. Nothing is strange."
"That's right. The world is full of hidden talents. Perhaps even without us, You Quan would eventually be destroyed by someone."
"The vast world is righteous, and righteousness endures!"
"Haha."
The two grew more and more engrossed in their conversation.
Li Yingqi and Chang Kong Wuji were there too, but they stood to one side, listening without interrupting. Xuan Tianzong, meanwhile, sat coolly on the railing with his arms