"Shuqing, you... your skills are not bad. That thrust of mine, you were able to take it, tsk tsk... When you were young, you must have practiced a lot. You're still strong in your old age!" After Yaksha King made a move, he laughed and said, "Jing Yi? That move of yours is weak, the power is lacking. Did the Dalin Temple's Master Changsheng teach you that? Oh, wait, it should be that Changsheng tried it on you!"
"Yeah, it must be. That old monk always pities and cherishes beautiful women, so naturally it would be a gentle move. Good girl, you must have enjoyed it, but have you two tried candles? It's very painful, but very thrilling..."
Master Jingyi's face filled with anger as she stopped using any illusions with her Peach Blossom Whip. She directly lashed it at Yaksha King's face. The whip stirred the air, creating a whirring sound as if it would tear space...