Amidst the scattered rocks, Yun Hao and Zhao Rui sat cross-legged.
Streams of True Qi, like phantoms of swords, crisscrossed between the two, letting out soft, hissing crackles in the air.
Yu Zhengnan watched, mesmerized. Suddenly, a streak of Sword Qi shot through the air, WHOOSHING right up to him.
Just as he came to his senses and was about to bat it away with his Horsetail Whisk, the Sword Qi suddenly dissipated into nothing.
"Why are you trying to scare me! You two, take a break for now!"
Yu Zhengnan said with a hearty laugh as he walked toward them.
"Sect Leader, you came in person. Is something the matter?"
Zhao Rui and Yun Hao climbed down from the rock and asked with solemn expressions.
"Yes, there is. Mount Emei has invited me to Emei Mountain..."
Yu Zhengnan quickly explained the situation.
"This concerns our Qingcheng Sword Sect. If it weren't for Gui Xu Qing City scheming in the background, why would they suddenly care so much about us?"
