Daiqisi was anxious, and she quickened her pace. Before long, however, the clash of weapons rang out from the distant pine forest. When she saw what was happening over there, the corners of her lips rose slightly.
Pucha Qiucao was locked in battle with seven Taoists. Several times, she tried to break out of their encirclement, only to be tightly hemmed in by their seamless coordination. Though her life was not in immediate danger, escaping was utterly impossible.
Daiqisi smiled. "Thank you, little sister, for holding off these formidable foes for your elder sister. I'll be going on ahead." With that, she darted toward the mountain.
Pucha Qiucao was both anxious and regretful. Had she known, she would have gone to hold them off at Old Crone Rock instead. There had only been four Taoists there, while there were seven here. Though there were only three more of them, their coordination was exquisitely precise. The pressure on her was mounting, and it was already good enough if she could protect herself, let alone continue the competition.
Just as Daiqisi was about to move forward, a flash of sword light appeared before her. The Taoists had heard the two women address each other as sisters and assumed they were allies, so several of them broke away to stop her.
Daiqisi frowned and was about to use the same trick again when she discovered that her flick could not send her opponent's weapon flying. Instead, she nearly had her fingers injured by another man's sharp sword.
Not only were these seven Taoists more skilled than the previous four, they had also formed Chongyang Palace's renowned Heavenly Dipper Formation. The force of every move was the combined strength of all seven, so naturally Daiqisi could not flick their weapons away.
With that brief