Peacock Fairy hesitated for a moment, then turned her jade wrist. Something slid from her sleeve into her palm, and with a light flick, she tossed it over.
Lin Xuan caught it by instinct and looked closely. It was a piece of warm, emerald-green jade.
Strange patterns covered it, along with a string of Demon Race writing.
"This is..." Lin Xuan froze, looking over in some surprise.
"Before long, I'll be returning to the Kui Yin Mountain Range."
"Fairy, you don't plan to remain in You Province?" Lin Xuan asked, somewhat curious.
"No. This trip out of the mountains was originally for tempering my state of mind. Now that I've successfully advanced, there's no meaning in continuing to stay here. Naturally, I should return to my cave abode and continue bitter cultivation." Peacock Fairy smiled faintly; in every lift of her hand and step of her foot, there was a uniquely alluring charm.
"So that's how it is. Then Lin will see Fairy off here. I wish Fairy progress that surges a thousand li in a single day, and that you may soon hear the Great Dao."
"How could cultivation be that simple? Still, I'll accept your auspicious words." Peacock Fairy looked at the young man before her, the expression on her pretty face shifting. After thinking for a while, she finally spoke hesitantly. "Lin Xuan, You Province's situation is perilous now. The Yinhun have schemed for nearly ten thousand years and have already grown powerful. If humans could work together with one heart, there would naturally be nothing to fear, but the Righteous and Demonic sides are plotting against each other, and your Spirit Herb Mountain has its own plans as well. With things like this, it's a little hard to predict who will win and who will lose.