Daoist Priest Fuchen left.
Xiao Qing sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, gazing at the pill in her hand as Fuchen's words echoed in her mind.
"Xiao Qing."
Her sister's voice came from outside the courtyard.
Xiao Qing jumped and hurriedly tucked the pill into her sleeve.
"Sister, you're back." Xiao Qing stood up, a flicker of guilt in her eyes.
"Xiao Qing, is something wrong?" Bai Ruxue noticed that her younger sister seemed a little strange.
"No." Xiao Qing shook her head. "I'll help you hang up the laundry."
Xiao Qing stepped forward, took the laundry basin from her sister, and helped her hang the clothes on the bamboo pole one by one.
"Sister." Xiao Qing glanced at her sister's profile and called softly.
"Hmm?"
"A female Daoist named Fuchen came by just now." Xiao Qing asked, wanting to know if her sister really knew Fuchen.
"Daoist Priest Fuchen came by?" Bai Ruxue was a little surprised.
"Do you know her, Sister?"
"I do. Daoist Priest Fuchen came to see me before and said she wanted to take me as her disciple, but I turned her down. Xiao Mo said she was a good Daoist Priest.
"Later, I heard from Xiao Mo that Tian Xuan Sect had an elder whose true form was the Vermilion Bird, named Fuchen. It must have been that elder."
"I see." Xiao Qing nodded, her lips pressed together. She felt reassured about Fuchen's identity.
"Did Daoist Priest Fuchen say anything to you, Xiao Qing?" Bai Ruxue asked.
"Well..."
Xiao Qing looked straight into her sister's eyes.
"Sister, Elder Fuchen said you have to hibernate soon. After this hibernation, you'll transform into a boa. If you force yourself to stay awake, you won't just damage the foundation of your Great Dao—you might even