"Chang Ying, please."
"I've drawn a Top Oracle three times in a row. Something good is bound to happen today—something huge!"
"Please, there are only two Spirit Sign believers here. Just try drawing one! Help me verify it." The petite woman who had been cast aside hurriedly ran back.
The woman crouched beside Chang Ying, one small hand clutching the torn hem of Chang Ying's trousers and swaying it from side to side.
A hint of impatience appeared on Chang Ying's expressionless face.
She did not want to be whipped again.
Nor did she want to be locked in solitary confinement again.
Last twelfth lunar month, when she had first arrived in this realm, she had been found by the people of Starry Sky Valley.
Starry Sky Valley was a force jointly founded by disciples of the Star Official and Lantern Disciples factions. They had treated her rather well and warmly welcomed a Spirit Sign believer into their ranks.
All along, everyone had gotten along harmoniously, and Chang Ying had not suffered too much at fate's hands.
Mm. She just missed home a little.
Just a tiny little bit.
Back then, she often lay alone in the grass atop a small hill, pillowing her head on her arm as she gazed at the stars and missed the human world.
Ironically, when she had been in Human World Great Xia as Haohao Zhi Jiang, her heart had only grown more and more detached.
It seemed she had not cared much about anything.
Yet after coming to this barren otherworld, she instead began to miss mom and dad, miss life in the human world.
She missed the teammates who had once fought shoulder to shoulder with her.
Tian Tian, Deng Yutang, Bai Manni, Jiang Ruyi, Lu Ran.
Faces flashed through her mind,