While Lin Chang'sheng was up on the mountain top, grinding away at his waist twists, shaking his hips, stirring up the Five Elements Fire Potion, and splitting rocks, two sword lights suddenly flew overhead!
Riding those sword lights were two female cultivators, both looking about eighteen or nineteen, slim and graceful, faces gorgeous, one in yellow, one in white, each embroidered with three drifting cloud emblems on their robes.
"Pfft! Senior Sister Li, look, the guy down there—is he dancing? He's really going at it!"
Suddenly, the younger-looking girl in white halted midair, peeking down at the mountaintop, at the young man immersed in his waist-twisting routine, covering her mouth as she giggled.
"He's really shaking his hips. And what's he cooking in that huge cauldron? Is he training some kind of cultivation technique? ...Hey? Isn't he one of our outer sect disciples?"
Li Muyun peered closer, her bright eyes suddenly widening with curiosity.
