"Do you have to be highly skilled in martial arts to become a famous heroine?" Huang Qiang flicked open his folding fan, wearing an unfathomable expression. "One look tells me you're disciples from some remote little sect. Could it be that the Immortal Qingyi, Ruthless Guanyin, and Plum Blossom in the Snow, whose names are now ringing through the martial world, are all heroines with formidable martial arts?"
"Who... are those people?" Zhang Xiaohua asked tentatively.
"You don't even know them?" Huang Qiang seemed to have witnessed the most laughable thing in the world, while the five people around him joined in with loud laughter.
A lean, wiry man shrieked, "You there, brat, let me enlighten you. Those women are the renowned heroines of the martial world. You don't even know that, yet you still dare wander the jianghu? Hahaha!"
Zhang Xiaohua rubbed his nose, his face full of wry helplessness.
After laughing for a while, Huang Qiang closed his fan and said, "Their martial arts aren't particularly impressive, so why are their reputations so illustrious?"
Zhang Xiaohua shrugged and shook his head. "How would I know?"
Huang Qiang looked at Meng and sighed. "High martial skill naturally brings great prestige, but how many women in this world are truly skilled in martial arts? Do you think every woman under heaven is like a disciple of the Incense-Passing Cult? Besides, practicing martial arts takes time. By the time one's skills are accomplished, one's youth is gone. How could she still be called a heroine?"
"Moreover, a great reputation doesn't depend solely on high martial skill. Even if your martial arts are superb, if you're ugly as sin, who would regard you as a heroine? But if you possess beauty that puts the moon to shame and makes flowers blush, then