Because Little Orange's origins were extraordinary, the moment the two of them ascended, they drew the attention of the entire Demon Race and were even taken as disciples by several Mahayana Venerables.
Becoming a Venerable's disciples came with countless benefits, but it also brought plenty of trouble. For instance, the Venerables kept far too close an eye on them.
Little Orange and Little White were protected layer upon layer. Escaping the Demon Race right under the Venerables' noses was truly no easy task.
Seeing that Little White was not taking her side, Little Orange puffed out her cheeks in anger, planted her hands on her hips, and said,
" You're afraid that the outside world is dangerous, but I'm not! Besides, you and I are both at the Void Refining Stage now. It's not as if we have no means of protecting ourselves!"
Little White had a headache and hurriedly soothed Little Orange. "Don't be angry. Our cultivation may not be weak, but the Spirit Realm is vast, and the Demon Race merely occupies one corner.
"Besides, our masters' cultivation is unfathomable. They have probably long since left divine sense marks on us. We might be dragged back before we even leave the Demon Race."
Hearing this, Little Orange immediately deflated.
"This won't do, that won't do—then what are we supposed to do? We've been in the Spirit Realm for hundreds of years already, yet there's still no news of Elder Sister. I'm really worried.
"After all, our masters said that back then, she offended the Seven Great Families of the human race and ended up on their wanted list."
Little White thought for a moment, then calmly shook his head.
"Elder Sister is so formidable and clever. She has always been the one bullying others—how could she possibly be