(￣︶￣) Pissing Three Zhang into the Wind
The next day.
On the Cliff of Reflection, the morning mist had only just begun to slowly disperse like a veil when the blazing red sun rose, seemingly carrying endless heat, and generously scattered its warm light across the silent cliff.
At that moment, the grass and leaves in the mountains had only just been moistened by the morning dew, and now they were illuminated by the dawn. Naturally, they glittered with patches of crystalline red light, as though countless tiny gems had been set into the leaves, creating a scene of rare beauty.
"..."
However, Lu Dayou, who had a basket slung over his back, hurried along with no interest whatsoever in looking at those boring sights.
He trod along the mountain path, which had been soaked by dew and was incredibly slippery, rushing upward with qinggong the entire way.
Because last night, he had tossed and turned in bed, worrying over what might happen, unable to sleep for the whole night. His mind was filled with his junior sister Yue Lingshan's words: "Senior Brother's swordsmanship suddenly became strange and unpredictable, as if he had castrated himself to practice the Evil-Exorcising Sword Manual!"
Those words had pierced deep into his heart for the entire night, which was why he had come up the mountain before dawn.
If what his junior sister had said was true, and Senior Brother Linghu Chong had castrated himself to practice that bizarre Evil-Exorcising Swordsmanship in pursuit of better swordsmanship and martial arts, then the Huashan Sect would be facing a catastrophe!
"..."
At that thought, Lu Dayou felt a wave of panic in his heart, and his steps grew even faster.
Very soon!
Lu Dayou reached the Cliff of Reflection, but the spot where Senior Brother often