Xu Chunniang stroked Little White's head. "You and Little Orange have been by my side since childhood. You've helped me so much, and you're very important to me. That isn't a burden, understand?"
"I understand. It's just that, in the end, I still held you back..."
Little White lifted his head, the hesitation in his eyes turning to resolve. "Sister, go do what you want to do. Don't let me distract you."
Xu Chunniang was somewhat surprised, then smiled. "You don't blame me for hiding the fact that I went to the Fighting Arena?"
Little White raised his face and said earnestly, "I only know that whatever Sister does, she must have a reason she absolutely has to do it. I only blame myself for not being strong enough to help."
A weight lifted from Xu Chunniang's heart. She had underestimated Little White.
"Good, I understand. But you needn't blame yourself too much. I happen to have something for you to help with. Do you remember the little twig I told you about?"
Little White nodded. "I remember. Sister said before that you wanted me to help care for the little twig."
"That's right. I moved the immortal herbs you cultivated before into the small world, right beside the little twig. When you tend to them, you can also look after the little twig while you're at it."
"All right."
Little White agreed without hesitation. With more than a year of experience cultivating immortal herbs, he believed he was capable of taking on this duty.
"Then when should I enter the small world?"
"No rush."
After giving it some thought, Xu Chunniang laid out her plans.
"I earned quite a few immortal crystals at the Fighting Arena—enough for the two of us to cultivate all the way to the Heavenly