The sun's rays shafted through the sky. From the moment that Xinzi had set foot into the Tower of Harmonious Bliss to now, nearly three days had passed—56 hours, specifically. Everyone in the White Immortal sect knew that Xinzi and Chun Xu had been practicing the Yin-Yang Sword Array, so occasionally, random outers, inners, and even some elite disciples would drop by the tower, and with flustered faces, glanced at the top.
Some concealed the bizarre hope that, by standing in the tower's vicinity, they could eavesdrop on the fairy's sounds. Others wished to visualize the scene, and others still clenched their fists, raging at the thought that the sect's most beloved goddess was getting crammed full by an impious monk. Most of these men had Dao Companions of their own, and as they gathered underneath the tower, their understanding ladies made their way to the Liberation Temple, eager to donate all they had to offer.
