Mutated Rice Doubles in Yield, Stay Up Late Again Tonight (1/3)

Hearing Xu Changqing's shout, the two women seemed to "wake from a dream."

They hurriedly stopped their increasingly intense Minor Cloud-Rain Art.

Once the supply of spiritual power ceased, the two clouds above the Spirit Fields began to disperse.

After being drenched by such a large amount of spiritual rain, the Spirit Fields did not carry the fresh scent of after-rain. Instead, they reeked of something rotten leaking out.

Zhang Xue was the first to apologize. "Fellow Daoist Xu, I'm truly sorry. I got carried away."

"Um..." Bai Ling'er pinched the corner of her clothes, looking extremely nervous.

Xu Changqing glanced at the two women, their faces full of remorse, then at the Spirit Fields as they were now. Frowning, he said, "I still have matters to attend to, so I won't continue hosting you. Go back to the Water-Control Pavilion."

Hearing him issue an order to leave, Zhang Xue opened her mouth, but could not say a single word.

Bai Ling'er, meanwhile, looked deeply aggrieved, feeling rather stifled inside.

They had finally managed to come all this way, only to find that they had to leave already.

But they really had made a mistake this time, so they were too embarrassed to stay any longer.

"Sorry, Junior Sister. I shouldn't have gotten carried away!"

"Senior Sister, I got carried away too!"

"Then we'll still be good sisters from now on!"

"Mhm, mhm!"

"Come on, back to the Water-Control Pavilion!"

With just a few words, the two restored their relationship to how it had been.

Then, hand in hand, they rode a Flying Paper Crane toward the other side of the Spirit Fields, vanishing beyond the horizon in no time.

Xu Changqing's eyes widened in disbelief. "They made up just like that?"

Once the two women left, the Spirit Fields