Whoosh, whoosh~
The campfire burned silently inside the cavern. The two close friends waited quietly, growing a little worried about Xie Jinhuan as time passed. But they could hardly disobey instructions and run around, so they chatted to pass the time:
"Monk Xuyin was pretty formidable. It took five of us that long to break through his defenses, while Shen Jinyu didn't even last a few moves..."
"That's different. The Meditation Sect trains to remain unbroken by all arts, but aside from taking hits and suppressing evil, everything else is a weakness. Martial Artists are different. Their offensive power far exceeds their own defenses, and the higher their cultivation, the less chance an opponent will give them once they expose an opening. One mistake means life or death in a single move. Even with Xie Jinhuan's heaven-defying foundations, didn't Shen Jinyu nearly take him out with one thrust...?"
"True. Looking at it that way, the Daoist Sect and those poisonous verm-Poison Masters from the Gu Poison Sect have the advantage. Long reach, quick feet. They can't claim a guaranteed win against everyone, but they can advance or retreat freely..."
"Speaking of that senior lady, she's Senior Nangong's sworn rival, Manor Lord Bu, right? She's really pretty, and she wears little glasses just like Doctor Lin. She looks so sultry..."
"Shh! Don't let an expert hear you..."
After chatting for a while, Linghu Qingmo looked toward the cavern entrance again, worried that his master had been gone so long because she was reprimanding Xie Jinhuan over what had happened earlier.
Zhao Ling, meanwhile, rather wanted to see how terrified Xie Jinhuan would be when he came to his senses and discovered he had kissed and fondled the Daoist Sect's Number One Beauty.
His face would probably turn deathly pale as