"Take them away and have them face the wall in solitary contemplation for thirty years. No one is to visit them without my permission!"
「Back at Shenxiao Sect's Yunti Peak.」
Daoist Yunxiong waved his large sleeve, and Gan Xingba and Nian Yiyi were thrown down like rolling gourds. Several vine-like spirits hurried forward, hoisted the two of them up, and staggered toward the Cliff of Contemplation on the back mountain of Yunti Peak.
Thirty years should be just about enough for Sixth Brother to break through to the Blood-Stained Realm.
Standing beside Daoist Yunxiong, his hands tucked into his sleeves, Qi Xiu's eyes were clear, bright, and transparent.
"You little rascal, you're just like your Second Senior Sister—so clever and crafty. Nothing can be hidden from you two."
Hearing Qi Xiu's words, Daoist Yunxiong turned to give his young disciple a sideways glance.
