Cao Jinxing shut himself away to study the Four Symbols Sun-Shooting Arrows, while also consolidating his ninth-level Tongyou cultivation.
Bai Yunxiu and Song Chengxi bustled about, busy with who knew what. Occasionally, eerie insect cries came from their rooms...
An air of gathering storm clouds hung over the Drunken Life, Dreaming Death inn. Even Mi Nantian, who had been living peacefully without concerning himself with outside affairs, was having trouble sleeping, let alone Lu Kunlun and Yue Yang. They spent their days on tenterhooks, afraid a fight would suddenly break out and demolish the building...
"Senior brother, there are more and more Faxiang experts in the city!"
In the courtyard of the Shaoxing branch, Yue Yang sat on the steps, looking miserable and sighing. "It's terrifying! The Flowing Goblet Pavilion and Drunken Life, Dreaming Death, one in the east of the city and one in the west-both places are death traps now! I don't even dare go ask Uncle Mute for food anymore. That Song fellow... he's terrifying. I feel like one look from him could freeze me to death!"
"Spineless!"
Lu Kunlun scolded him. "They're just a few Faxiang experts. Learn from me-pretend they don't exist!"
"Senior brother."
"Hmm?"
"Your legs are shaking..."
"..."
The corner of Lu Kunlun's mouth twitched. He sighed awkwardly and sat down beside Yue Yang. "I'm really worried for Old Cao... He's only at Tongyou, getting mixed up in battles at this level. How dangerous must that be? We both still owe him our lives. I don't want to hear one day that someone has... Ah! It's a shame our martial arts are so far behind that we can't help."
Yue Yang consoled him. "Lord Cao isn't an ordinary man. Even a Faxiang expert wouldn't find it easy to kill him... right?"
"There are