A few minutes later, at the entrance to the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect.
"Emmm..."
Fang Mo looked down at the petite fairy standing before him, her face utterly expressionless, and could not help falling into thought.
She was a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator, sure, but her figure did not match Fang Mo's stereotypical image of an Ice Mountain Fairy.
She was barely over four feet tall. Standing in the vast plaza, she appeared especially tiny, like an icy flower that would snap at the slightest bend. Her green Taoist Robe was far too large for her, making her look even more like a little Taoist child wrapped in a sack. There was not the slightest expression on her exquisitely delicate face, which was smaller than a palm.
Yet despite her frosty demeanor, her little face was unexpectedly quite pretty.
It was not the mature, glamorous sort of beauty, but one that carried a trace of childishness, as though time had pressed a pause button on her. Her emerald eyes reflected eternal frost and snow, and her skin was so pale that there seemed to be no blood in it at all.
Looking at how she did not even reach his chest,
Fang Mo rubbed his chin, feeling that this fairy's growth had been somewhat stunted by malnutrition.
"May I ask..."
Perhaps because Fang Mo had not spoken, the little fairy spoke first instead. Her voice was ethereal and crisp. "...Is this the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect?"
"Oh, that's right."
Fang Mo came back to his senses. "So you're Mint Fairy?"
"Mhm."
She nodded. "I am Mint, a personal disciple of the Ruthless Valley's sect master. May I ask who you are...?"
"The sect master of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, Pure Love Immortal Venerable, Gu Yue Fang