The frost on the osmanthus blossoms was cold with autumn dew, and their heavenly fragrance sometimes drifted on distant winds. A white-haired woman, beautiful as falling rain, handed over the martial arts manual with a hint of apology, looking rather embarrassed before the two of them.
"Thank you for your patronage. Two thousand seven hundred and fifteen—two thousand seven hundred will do," Bai Yuxiu said.
Su Lin tried to raise his right hand and pull his arm free while he was at it, but Elaina held him even tighter. "Why is this martial art so expensive?"
A faint essential-oil fragrance reached him, something like a blend of bergamot and lemon leaves. How should he put it?
The Demoness smelled really good.
"..."
Question Roselle, understand Roselle, but never become Roselle. A man must not Roselle.
[Disperse your cultivation and start over.]
"Huh? Because it contains every martial art we have. You said earlier that once I found the complete Formless Skill, I could come to you for the remaining payment." As Bai Yuxiu spoke, Su Lin's expression turned peculiar.
That bastard from the future had been using my face to run up tabs in All-Heavens City?!
"You offer goods before payment where you're from?"
"Normally, no. But Childe Su's character is trustworthy, so there's no problem at all."
Bai Yuxiu recalled how Su Lin had just pointed out ways to improve their cultivation techniques and given them a few gifts.
Elaina tugged at his arm. "Do you actually prefer white hair and blue eyes to white hair and red eyes?"
White hair and blue eyes? No. Right now, I actually preferred gray hair. Her eyes were beautiful too.
"..." Su Lin realized he was probably in trouble.
Forget it. Heavenly Forgetting was tired too. Whatever happened, happened.
All he wanted