During this time, Dongshen Yue had done nothing but guide Li Tianming and his wives in their cultivation.
As long as she had it, she basically granted any request.
Her protection was especially thorough; she was practically inseparable from them.
This showed that Dongshen Yue was quite attentive.
"Little Ghost is here too?"
Dongshen Yue's gaze passed over Li Tianming. When she saw Lin Xiaogui, her expression softened.
"Greetings, Grandma Dongshen."
Lin Xiaogui lowered her head respectfully.
"You're already a level-five disciple. Not bad, not bad. Have you applied for an elder's protection?" Dongshen Yue asked.
"Not yet," Lin Xiaogui said.
"Hurry up. Don't delay," Grandma Dongshen said seriously.
What she meant was that Lin Xiaogui had no one to rely on. Now that she had angered the clan disciples of the Third and Fifth Branches, she would inevitably be targeted.
"Yes, Grandma," Lin Xiaogui said.
"Forget it, don't apply either. Those heartless things will probably keep their distance out of fear of offending others."
"How about this? Move to Broken Sword Peak of my Second Branch from now on. Go back and pack up now. Be neighbors with my grandson and the others—you can cultivate and train together."
Grandma Dongshen said.
"Ah... Grandma, I'm from the First Sword Branch. Is that really alright?"
Lin Xiaogui's eyes trembled.
She had never imagined that Grandma Dongshen would accept someone like her, someone with no family.
"Of course it is. How much food can you possibly eat? Hurry up and come with us," Li Tianming said.
After all, Lin Xiaogui had only dared to stand against Lin Jianjia because of him.
Now that the two sides were like fire and water, Li Tianming did not want her to suffer because of it.
A child without roots or floating duckweed was truly pitiful.