Yangyang Was the True Master of Equal Treatment

The spirit vessel, originally meant for sightseeing tours, looked exceedingly luxurious and extravagant. Once it took to the air, it came with perfect immortal music and multicolored rosy clouds, enough to make anyone green with envy.

Ye Qixin stood at the highest point of the deck. The formation came with a perfect soundproofing function as she called to someone behind her.

"Slower."

"Mother, make the spirit vessel go a little slower."

She had always possessed a playful streak deep in her nature.

She especially liked the clusters of clouds in the sky. Most immortal clouds in the Cultivation World were condensed from immortal spiritual energy, not intangible things like those in the lower realms that could not be touched. They easily reminded one of sweet cotton candy.

I lounged leisurely in a recliner, basking in the sun.

Ye Qingxian raised her eyes to glance at me. Seeing that I had no reaction, she formed a hand seal and slowed the spirit vessel.

"Junior Sister."

"How did you know she was calling me?"

Me: "..."

Did she want to listen to the question she was asking?

The spirit vessel was not my personal property.

If Yangyang wanted its speed lowered, could she possibly have been talking to me?

Seeing my silence, Ye Qingxian could not help smiling.

"Junior Sister."

"It seems I was the ignorant one."

I could not see any ignorance in her. I could only tell that she seemed to want to speak to me a little more. I sat up slightly and watched the clouds gather and scatter.

"Don't mind it too much."

"I rarely go out, so I can't help feeling a little melancholy."

Even with a large group of cultivators moving about on the spacious deck, it did not feel crowded.

Only the three little ones'