In the evening, when the disciples from each peak reported the news to their master, the peak masters were secretly surprised.
"Really? Is Sanyangzi really in seclusion refining some miraculous elixir?" a peak master asked while staring at his disciple.
"Yes, Master, I heard this from Junior Brother Ruan." A middle-aged man said respectfully.
Hearing this, the peak master frowned: "If it is true, why would he come to tell you? This is a bit strange."
"Master, you don't know. He came to have a drink with me and talk with me because his eldest senior brother seemed to have offended their master because of this matter. My master beat him and injured him severely. He is still lying in the cave. Junior brother Ruan was in a bad mood because of this, so he came to have a drink with me and said this after drinking."
The disciple said, "I feel that this matter is of great importance. I came to report it right after I sent Junior Brother Ruan back. If there really is any heaven-defying elixir, then Sanyang Peak will surely overshadow us. I feel that I must report it to Master no matter what. Please make the decision."
Hearing this, the peak master stroked his beard, pondered for a while, and said: "Even if this is true, what reason do we have to stop it? If the sect master knew about it, I'm afraid..."
"Master, Sanyang Peak is known as the leader of all the peaks in Danyang Sect. If Sanyangzi really refines some kind of heaven-defying elixir, I'm afraid that the masters will have to be polite and bow their heads to smile when they see him. I don't mind being ridiculed, but I really don't want to hear people outside talking about how our peaks are not as good as the people in Sanyang Peak."
Hearing this, the peak master's face darkened. He accidentally paused while stroking his beard and pulled out two of his beard strands, causing him to hiss in pain.
He glanced at his disciple awkwardly, thought for a moment, and said, "If this is true, then come here." He gestured for him to come closer and whispered a few words to him, then waved his hand and gestured, "Go!"
"Yes, I'll do it right away." The disciple's face lit up and he hurried out.
At this time, in the cave on the ninth peak of Sanyang Peak, the unconscious Shangguan Wanrong woke up when she smelled the pungent smell of medicine. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw Sanyangzi taking out a whip soaked in medicine and coming to her.
"Awake? It's good that you're awake."
Sanyangzi stopped three steps in front of her with a whip in his hand and looked at her: "Wanrong, you can't blame your master. If it weren't for your master, you would still be trapped in Shangguan's house, right?"
"Don't worry, I will let you play your best role and will not let your trip to the human world be in vain. People outside don't know that you are here, so you still have a very glorious identity, my Sanyangzi's closed disciple."
"Pooh!"
Shangguan Wanrong looked at him coldly: "Hypocrite! You are worse than an animal! You are unworthy of being a teacher!"
"Haha, it's okay, just keep cursing! Soon, you won't be able to curse anymore." Sanyangzi smiled carelessly, swung the whip in his hand, and said, "Do you know what this is? This whip has been soaked in the medicine since I introduced you to the sect. Do you know its function?"