Zheng Xiu: "...You didn't stop it completely. What Miracle Technique did you use to take Xie Luohe's arrow?"
Fan Yao: "Heh. It wasn't a Miracle Technique, but Lou Mengkong's true Martial Arts—the Yin-Yang Reversal Scripture. To learn it, one must first castrate oneself. Do you want to learn?"
Zheng Xiu: "Not interested. You know our situation here. Why go to such lengths to destroy the 'Martial World'?"
Fan Yao: "To find you. Bai Xiaosheng wouldn't talk—he absolutely refused. So I told him, for every day he remained silent, I would kill a Martial Artist. Gradually, no one among the common folk dared call themselves a Martial Artist anymore. It's rather laughable. After all this time... do you still want to get out?"
The rapid-fire exchange came to an abrupt halt.
Zheng Xiu opened his mouth, but in that instant, he fell silent.
He hesitated.
"I see." Fan Yao gave a helpless smile. "Ten years is long enough to extinguish one's original purpose."
