Huashan, Rising Sun Peak!
A group of young women hurried up the mountain, anxious to tell the sect elders what had just happened.
But when they reached the sect gates and searched the entire grounds, they couldn't find their master or any of the uncle masters.
It wasn't until an hour later that the young women were shocked to see their masters returning to the sect gates, their hair disheveled and their spirits broken.
"Master, Uncle Master, a strange man ambushed us just now..."
Before the lead disciple could finish, the Master of Inheritance waved his hand and said listlessly, "I know. Are any of you injured?"
"No, not at all. He said our skills were poor and that none of us knew the Mixed Element Purple Mist Skill..."
"Keep this matter to yourselves. No one is to speak of it to anyone."
"You are all dismissed!"
"Huh?"
"What are you still standing around for?"
"Oh, yes, Master, Uncle Master."
The young women answered sweetly and turned to leave the main hall.
