Zi Qingyun quickly summoned a little girl dressed in black from the Malevolent Blood Lotus. She looked only four or five years old, not much different from Xijun when she had been that age.
"Th-that's adorable. She looks just like Xijun did back then..." When Zhao Qian saw the little girl, her maternal instincts were instantly stirred.
The little girl glanced at Zhao Qian and me, then clung tightly to Zi Qingyun's hand. She seemed to know that her master was about to leave and hurriedly shook her head, her expression filled with earnest pleading.
I smiled. "She's not what I imagined. I thought she'd be a little demon tyrant. Looking at her like this, how could I bear to let her become stained by even a drop of filthy blood?"
Zi Qingyun stroked the little girl's head. "She's an artifact spirit. She'll have to do things she doesn't want to do sooner or later; that's also part of cultivation. Besides, if she stays with my lord, I believe that no matter what happens, she'll walk the right path instead of falling into madness."
"I hope so. But is this really wise? Even without the Malevolent Blood Golden Lotus, I still have the Profound Heaven Gourd." I spoke calmly. The Profound Heaven Gourd was a versatile intelligent immortal treasure of the defensive spatial type, and there was absolutely nothing the Malevolent Blood Golden Lotus could do that it couldn't. Moreover, its nature was not as vicious as the Malevolent Blood Golden Lotus's. As long as it did not become tainted by bloodshed, its innate nature would not be corrupted.
Zi Qingyun said, "She isn't as my lord imagines. Though she has yet to endure hardship, there is still a fierce tiger in her heart. She isn't a mortal child, either,