"Shua!"
A streak of light flashed across the edge of the sky.
"Damn it! The Sun is going to rise!" Duanmu Hong stomped his foot heavily and then turned around to leave.
Gao Fei and He Hentian followed without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, the three had disappeared without a trace.
"Eh? Gone again?" Abbot Xuan Si was stunned, "Just like yesterday, they left halfway through the fight... Why is that?" Abbot Xuan Si turned his head to glance at the sky, his face showing a hint of confusion.
"Cough cough cough..."
A series of urgent coughing sounds came from behind: "Xuan Si, come here..."
"Ah! Coming!" Abbot Xuan Si hurried over and supported the swaying Elder Hui Ming: "Great Elder, do you have any instructions?"
"Send me back to my cave dwelling on the back mountain."
"Yes, alright."
...
The back mountain.
Inside a cave dwelling.
Eight monks were sitting together, speaking in low voices: the seven Supreme Elders and Abbot Xuan Si.
