Kill-Crazy, Kill-Crazy

Sigh...

Lesser Qiong Peak, three months after Zhao Gongming's wedding.

Ling'e seemed somewhat downcast as she wandered aimlessly by the lake, the willow branch in her small hand lightly brushing across the fallen leaves on the ground.

Sigh, ever since Senior Brother came back, he kept muttering something about "big brother," "big brother." Was it fierce, breasts, or brother? I couldn't tell them apart at all.

Several Spirit Birds chirped noisily. The morning on Lesser Qiong Peak was filled with the warmth of the Sun Star, and beneath the rippling lake surface, the varieties of spirit fish had grown richer still.

Ling'e recalled last night, when Youqin Xuanya had returned from slaying demons. Senior Brother had called her, Lingli, and Senior Sister Youqin together, and she could not help smiling happily.

"One matter.

I have already reached an agreement with the Chaos Bell. At a critical moment, it will protect Lesser Qiong Peak as it flies out of the Primordial World and lands in Xuandu City.

Youqin, Lingli, the two of you need to make your decision now: when the time comes, will you leave with me, or take up posts in the Heavenly Court?

As long as you stay, there will be no problems whatsoever. Going with me may mean bearing a small amount of risk, though the level of risk is controllable.

Do not rush to answer. I hope you can think it through carefully and make plans for your own lives.

Ling'e, I won't ask you."

Hmph, Senior Brother clearly just did not want her to leave.

Saying one thing while meaning another.

But then Ling'e became a little gloomy again.

How lively Lesser Qiong Peak had been back at Du Xian Sect. Several Martial Uncles and Martial Uncles of the Jiu generation came to play every