After Li Xian left the island with "Ruan Gu" and escaped the immediate danger, he launched a surprise attack, knocking Ruan Gu and the accompanying Flower-Sealed disciples unconscious. He bound them tightly with Flower Cords, hung them upside down from trees, and fled.
Before long, he came upon a river. Li Xian jumped in, submerged himself in a limestone cavern, and slipped past the many watchers and defenses to emerge beneath the waterfall in Many-Streams Ravine. He poked his head out and heard its thunderous roar. The silver waterfall plunged hundreds of yards, its spray lashing painfully against his skin.
Li Xian drew a breath and submerged himself again, swimming several dozen yards away from the foot of the falls until the current eased. Only then did he swim ashore and lie down on the grass to rest. It was early November, deep in the night. The moon shone bright among sparse stars, and the autumn breeze stirred through the peaceful surroundings, broken now and then by the calls of toads and crickets.
Li Xian mused, A month passed in the blink of an eye. I worked with the general to infiltrate the Flower Cage Sect, but thinking it over, I ended up keeping her bound for more than a month. He extended his perception to observe her. Zhao Yingqiong was still suffering under the Lovesick Bean's torment, her bonds no looser than before. He thought, With the general's abilities and Ding Longxiang's help, she'll surely escape. I needn't worry about that. She just hasn't adjusted yet. That tigress threatens to beat me to death the moment she opens her mouth. If I don't punish her more now, I won't have another chance! With a thought, he made the Lovesick Bean's water and fire repel one another. It trembled violently