The faint whistle through the air alerted Hu Xiaotian to danger. His feet shifted-thump! Thump! Thump! His movements changed so swiftly that he left a trail of afterimages before Su Yujin's eyes. Not one of her ice needles struck him.
After her attack, Su Yujin saw that Hu Xiaotian had taken shelter behind the cold jade pillar. Her white brows knitted. His martial arts truly exceeded her expectations.
Leaning against the cold jade pillar, Hu Xiaotian took two breaths and slowly opened his eyes. He still felt somewhat dizzy, but much better than before. Hu Buwei had not exaggerated. Su Yujin's martial arts were formidable indeed, rivaling even Ji Feihua at his peak.
Su Yujin did not rush to attack again. She said softly, "So you came for the skull. Even if you refuse to tell me, I can guess who sent you."
Hu Xiaotian's laughter rang out from behind the cold jade pillar. "Trying to bluff me? They say those who renounce the world never lie. You're a Taoist nun, so that includes you. How can you spout such a cheap lie? Go on, then-tell me who sent me!"
Hearing the vigor in his voice, Su Yujin secretly marveled. She had not expected him to recover his strength in so little time. Internal power as profound as his was something she had rarely encountered in her life.
Hu Xiaotian emerged from behind the cold jade pillar with a flexible sword in his hand. He had happened upon it in Fragrant City. Though no divine weapon, it was considerably better than his previous sword and well suited to the Spirit Snake Nine Swords. When not in use, it could serve as a belt, making it easy to conceal. He had also brought a lightsaber, but he had lent that to