Zhong Cheng's cheeky remarks once again earned him a reprimand, as Zhou Qing's palm swiftly found its mark. Yet, when he staggered back to his feet this time, he ignored her disapproving glare and immersed himself in practicing the Snake-Crane Eight Style technique. With each move, a resonating hum echoed, reminiscent of distant thunder.5

Zhou Qing watched, torn between annoyance and admiration. The fluidity of Zhong Cheng's movements suggested that he might genuinely have had a revelation. Has he, after six arduous years, finally grasped the core of the technique? 0

Her attention shifted to the elder master nearby. With a serene focus, he channeled energy through his body. A soft luminescence radiated from his chest, culminating in the ethereal projection of a dragon. In one swift, powerful movement, he cleaved a stone slab nearby.0

She approached him, her voice tinged with curiosity. "What insight have you gained?"0

The elder seemed lost in thought for a moment before replying, "Some individuals are destined for greatness in their chosen paths. I find myself drawn to follow him and learn."0

Surrounded by her brother's newfound zeal and the elder's profound reverence...2