Qiu Yuan taught Shi Zhu spellcraft and swordsmanship on the hillside. Shi Zhu soon cultivated magical power and learned to wield the nine Xuanyuan Swords as easily as his own fingers, though he had yet to attain human-sword unity.
One day, during a break from cultivation, Shi Zhu caught two fish in the river and roasted them. The two boys chatted as they ate.
Shi Zhu was quite a cook. He roasted the fish to perfection, their fresh aroma wafting everywhere. Although Qiu Yuan had not yet completely freed himself from the need for food, he already ate very little. Even so, the fish made his mouth water.
While they were eating, several streaks of sword light suddenly flew over from the city. They reached the boys in an instant, then dispersed to reveal several people.
One of them was Xiao Chan!
That day, her own poisonous smoke had knocked her unconscious for half a day. After waking, she hurriedly took the antidote, only to discover that someone had taken her gourd as well.
Knowing she was no match for the boy in black, she gnashed her teeth in fury and cursed under her breath, then immediately used an escape technique to return to Mount Wu and find her master, Wu Xing.
Upon hearing that a Ten-Lifetime Good Person had been found, Wu Xing immediately brought his disciples over.
His close friend Tang Caizhen happened to have come visiting out of boredom. Seeing Xiao Chan in such a sorry state, she tagged along to watch the fun.
After circling briefly around the city, the group spotted the two boys eating roasted fish on the hillside. They immediately turned their sword light and flew over.
"You two little curs still have the nerve to sit here eating roasted fish!" Xiao Chan