[Su Miao gritted her teeth, took off her little Daoist robe, and stepped into the pool wearing only a bellyband and little shorts. The warm water enveloped her entire body, and the tiny cracks deep within her soul slowly began to mend.
She sighed comfortably, leaned against the pool wall, and fell asleep, her breathing even and deep.
Jieyin raised a hand, and a gentle golden glow enveloped her.
Zhunti watched the tiny bundle in the water, the corner of his mouth unconsciously lifting. "This little one is becoming more and more compatible with our Spirit Mountain."]
Zhunti looked at the curve of the "himself" on the screen's lips, then suddenly turned to Jieyin. "Martial Brother, could you tell what you were thinking back then?"
Jieyin looked up at the face on the screen that was identical to his own.
"If she were not a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, I would have done everything in my power to keep her at Spirit Mountain."
Zhunti asked, "And now?"
Jieyin said, "I am still thinking it."
The screen moved forward some more.
[Su Miao had recovered from her injuries at Spirit Mountain. Before leaving, she took out several Jade Bottles and handed them to Jieyin and Zhunti.
"These are Foundation Cultivation Pills refined by Master Father. I am giving them to you two Martial Uncles as thanks."
Zhunti accepted them joyfully. "My martial niece is so thoughtful!"]
The instant Jieyin lowered his golden eyes, a faint ripple passed through their depths. Jieyin knew perfectly well what those bottles of Alchemical Pills represented. Pills refined by Taiqing Laozi would probably count among the most prized treasures in the Western Teachings' treasury.
Yet when that child handed them over, her expression had been as casual as if she were bringing a couple