"Yay, we're going out to play, we're going out to play."
The two little elves were clapping happily, frolicking around their master.
"Kaka."
Hunao was also among them, calling out with all his might.
"Finally, we can go out for a stroll, looking forward to tomorrow's martial arts competition."
Jin Jing listened to the happy laughter of the two little elves, and her mood was indescribably joyful.
*
The Misty Moon Sect was located halfway up the Misty Moon Mountain, which was steep and perilous.
In the splendid dawn light, the youths climbed to the nearest peak to the main gate of the Misty Moon Sect.
Lin Qingluo, dressed in a green gown, stood on the mountain with her black hair flying, pointing at the archway in front of the main gate, showing her dominance.
"Brother Meng, do you see the archway? Shoot an arrow at it."
"Okay."
Wang Meng held the giant bow weighing over a thousand pounds, loaded the arrow, shouted loudly, and pulled the bowstring to its limit.
"Shoot!"
