After thinking it over, she suddenly sighed again.
"Forget it. My sister has a terribly dull personality. She might not like such a hardworking little thing!"
The woman in colorful robes pushed open the window. Gazing at the fallen leaves spiraling on the wind into the courtyard, something stirred in her heart. With a lift of her hand, a streak of light shimmering with icy crystalline radiance appeared in her palm.
"Your cultivation is still a little too weak. Refine this. You'll be more nimble when working in the future!"
A stream of icy crystal light, faintly tinged with gold, instantly passed through the courtyard wall and sank deep into the "big radish" beneath the innate strange vine in the garden.
"Your Ladyship, what treasure is this? Why is it so cool?"
At that moment, Yang Huai felt a wave of icy chill rise from within the "big radish," and he shuddered.
At the window, seemingly amused by the innate strange vine's odd reaction, she covered her mouth and chuckled.
"It's nothing, just an osmanthus seed. My sister and I used to eat these as snacks. They taste rather nice, so give it a try!"
Having said that, she raised her head and glanced at the heavens overhead, only to suddenly frown.
"What an irritating fellow. It's getting more and more frequent!"
Her mood instantly soured, and she shut the window.
"An osmanthus seed? Good heavens, Her Ladyship is truly generous..."
Within the innate strange vine's sea of consciousness, Yang Huai saw a crystalline gem that gleamed like a flowing radiance of icy and golden hues. It was exceptionally round. The moment his soul touched it, Yang Huai jolted as an extremely cold, yin-chilling spirituality flowed forth from within it.
Yet Yang Huai could sense that this was surely an