Kunlun Mountain, the sacred ground of Our Lady of Mount Li.
Back mountain, herb fields.
"Behave yourself. No crying. It'll be over soon!"
Amid the furrowed paths of the herb fields, Fairy Qingluan sat on the ground, sobbing softly, while Xiang Yuan weeded beside her.
That line would be terrible in any situation, but if the speaker were the True Warrior Great Emperor, things would be different.
Yeah, right. It would only be worse!
The True Warrior Great Emperor was bullying a young girl—could the Heavenly Court possibly be any good!
Xiang Yuan hummed a little tune as he left, leaving behind a herb field pocked with holes, along with Fairy Qingluan, who had worked for seven months and harvested nothing.
It could not exactly be called a total loss. At the very least, she had gained sweat and tears. Those seven months had been quite fulfilling.
Mountain summit.
Xiang Yuan bowed deeply. Before him stood an imposing figure in red robes with white hair. "Master above, your disciple Xiang Yuan has come to pay his respects."
After completing the ceremony, he stepped forward, picked up a fan, and began fanning her. It's this scene every single time. Did Master Jingyun's sacred ground only build one studio set, or does King Frieza simply enjoy looking down upon all living things from on high?
"You are the True Warrior Great Emperor. There is no need for you to bow every time you see me," Jingyun said slowly as she flipped through the Wordless Heavenly Book.
"Etiquette must not be discarded. A teacher for a day, a mother for life... a mother."
Xiang Yuan wore an obedient expression, fully aware of his place as he clung to this powerful thigh. At Black Tortoise Firstborn Manor, he was the leader; once he reached