Yangyang padded into the courtyard on catlike feet.
Just like her mother.
She made no sound as she walked, either.
When two younger sisters joined the family, her first thought was that the house would become much livelier.
And in fact, it did become quite a bit livelier.
For instance, she finally had someone to fight with.
But once things quieted down, she suddenly felt as though the family hadn't gained two younger sisters at all.
You heard that right! Ranxing was isolating herself from the entire world all by herself.
Naturally, no one spoke to her.
At most, she talked to herself in her mind.
As for Ye Zhaoxuan, she was very quiet, almost like an invisible person, constantly cosplaying as an accessory beside Ye Xiaoyao...
Yangyang still hadn't gotten a good look at what this younger sister even looked like.
Dusk.
Someone came to bring them food.
Yangyang ate a little, then stood on a high platform and gazed at the sunset in the distance.
A few flecks of light appeared in her eyes.
It seemed as though two utterly different attributes were overlapping.
Even before her two younger sisters were born, she had already been able to cultivate.
It was just that her path was rather complicated; Dual Cultivation of God and Demon required careful study.
Ye Qingxian had offered to help.
Yangyang had refused outright.
It wasn't that she lacked the relevant cultivation techniques. She needed to find the resonance of her own bloodline.
Nor did she lack basic knowledge of cultivation.
As Yangyang held her breath and focused...
Night and day reached their final point of intersection, and wisps of Chaos Energy began to spread through the air.
She absorbed this special energy.
It was somewhat like the chaos before heaven and earth were separated,