Heavenly Sword Peak.
Unlike the untouched forests of the uninhabited regions, people rarely set foot here. Many demon beasts lived in the forest, their numbers left unchecked.
These demon beasts were themselves part of the sect's resources.
Now that the sect was at war, they had been neglected and had grown somewhat overabundant.
Ye Ranxing trudged on for a long time, until she was completely lost. Only then did she realize she had reached a place she'd never seen before.
Darkness was closing in, layer by layer.
The darkness surged in like a tide, the kind of fear no child could fight off.
Faced with the darkness that frightened her, she couldn't help hugging her little arms tight. She shouted toward the clearing ahead, "Ye Xiaoyao, Ye Xiaoyao, where are you?"
A sharp wind, like a knife, roared low across the forest floor.
Woo, woo~
The wind's wail sounded like ghosts and wolves howling.
Ye Ranxing sat down with her back against a tree, hugging her arms and curling herself into as small a ball as she could.
Her long, narrow eyelashes were still damp.
The way they fluttered now made her look like a butterfly whose wings had been soaked by dew.
"Ye Xiaoyao, I hate you."
She thought she ought to toughen up and show Ye Xiaoyao that she could live on her own. But she also wanted to throw a little tantrum, to let Ye Xiaoyao see how miserable she was, then bring her back and pamper her like a princess.
Ye Qingxian's taunts were still vivid in her mind, cutting again and again into her young heart like a knife.
The tough words she spoke were aimed only at Ye Qingxian. Using her own weakness to make someone feel sorry for her was a childish trick