[At Mount Tai Summit, three streams of light descended.
Su Miao rushed out of the hot spring, soaking wet, and plunged straight into Tongtian's arms, her little head rubbing a large wet patch across his chest.
"Master, why did you take so long to get here?! Do you know how hard it is to look after children?!"
Tongtian swayed slightly from the impact, then smiled and rubbed her still-dripping hair.
Yuanshi reached out and tucked Su Miao's messy curls into place.
"You are becoming more and more spoiled."
Su Miao pouted, ready to begin another round of complaints.
The corner of Yuanshi's mouth lifted slightly.
"Stop pretending to be pitiful.
When we return to the mountain, I will refine a new outfit for you."
Su Miao's eyes instantly lit up.]
Taiyi Zhenren watched Tongtian sway from Su Miao's impact on the screen.
"Junior Martial Sister hit him pretty hard."
Guang Chengzi said blandly, "She was feeling wronged."
Taiyi Zhenren said, "Feeling wronged means she gets to ram into people?"
Guang Chengzi said, "She rammed into her own Master. Naturally, she has no fear."
Taiyi Zhenren thought about it and nodded.
"That's true. If I dared ram into Master like that..."
Uh, never mind.
There was simply no comparison between him and Junior Martial Sister.
At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi's gaze shifted slightly as he watched that soaking-wet little figure on the screen.
Yuanshi watched himself reach out to tuck those unruly curls behind Su Miao's ears. The gesture was intimate and natural, and he had even promised her new clothes to soothe the little one.
He truly could refine artifacts, and he truly had refined Dharma Treasures for his disciples.
But he had never considered refining an outfit for anyone.
Clothes were different from Dharma Treasures.
Dharma Treasures