"Hmph! Good thing I learned from Senior Brother Liu Hang's books that Dharma Artifacts made from hollow bamboo are consumables. Once the wind spiritual qi inside the bamboo runs out, they can't be used anymore. Otherwise, that fellow would have swindled me without me even knowing!" Li Xiaoya lay on his bed, toying with the Flying Bamboo Arrow as he muttered to himself.
"At least I didn't lose out too badly! But..." Li Xiaoya said. Then he remembered what those disciples had said, and his spirits sank again as he recalled his years on Heavenly Capital Peak.
"Ah! Am I really that useless? What have I been doing all these years? If I'd worked a little harder, maybe I would have broken through the third level long ago!" Li Xiaoya said regretfully. Although he had always followed Liu Hang and Heavenly Venerable Daoling's arrangements and meditated every day, he only ever did the bare minimum, never willing to put in any extra cultivation. Whenever he had free time, he wandered around Heavenly Capital Peak. Even while meditating, he often let his mind wander and slacked off, forcing Senior Brother Liu Hang to watch him every time.
"Xian'er! When will I finally be able to see you? Xian'er!" Li Xiaoya tugged at his hair. For some reason, Liu Xian'er's lovely, delicate figure kept appearing in his mind, leaving him increasingly troubled.
He had no idea how much time passed before he drifted off to sleep amid his thoughts. That night, he had a nightmare: everyone mocked him, Senior Brother Liu Hang stopped paying him any attention, Heavenly Venerable Daoling expelled him from his tutelage, and Liu Xian'er refused to speak to him ever again because he had not visited her on Rainbow Dawn Mountain. Only when she threatened to sever all