As they spoke, they arrived at the inner hall, where Zhao Changhe was momentarily stunned to find Yuxu sitting opposite Li Shentong, playing a game of chess.0

For supposed enemies, they sure do not look like it. Honestly, calling them ‘friendly rivals’ feels off too. They’re more like bickering lovers—keep fighting long enough, and who knows, they might just end up in bed together. 3

Zhao Changhe kept his thoughts to himself, but neither Li Shentong nor Yuxu even acknowledged his arrival. Both of them were too absorbed in their game.0

Watching them for a while, Zhao Changhe noted that Li Shentong’s injuries had recovered well. Aside from his missing arm, everything else had healed. But his strength was returning sluggishly. As a body cultivator, losing an arm meant that even if his cultivation recovered, his combat prowess would never return to its peak.0

Likewise, though Yuxu’s foundation had not been damaged, and he could regain his strength, his age was catching up to him, and his recovery was as slow as a turtle’s crawl.0

With a sigh, Zhao Changhe took out the Taiji Diagram and handed it back to Yuxu. “Senior, your diagram… A few days ago, when the Four Idols Cult was studying formations, and during my own...0