That day, Su Jiu was still practicing her swordplay, and plenty of disciples were still lingering near Ice Veil Peak.
Ye Wanqing was among them.
Watching that figure dance with the sword shadows, both in the sky and on the ground, she suddenly felt a little envious of this aloof-looking little fairy.
But she could not quite say why. Perhaps it was her stunning beauty, her flawless aptitude, her incomparable mind, or the carefree spirit in her character?
Ye Wanqing had sailed smoothly through life and been exceedingly happy. Yet, looking back carefully now, she realized that her life seemed to hold a bland sort of emptiness. Over the years, she had done nothing earth-shattering. Aside from cultivating, all she did was fool around.
Her master kept her at the sect, like a parasite.
But now that she thought about it, most people seemed to live in much the same state.
Still, it was understandable.
Just as her master had said, their world had almost no particularly profound inheritances, so there were very few things they could cultivate.
Without anything to study, what could they do besides meditate and fool around?
As for venturing out to gain experience, that was even more laughable. Every place on this continent worth exploring had long since been scoured clean. What was there left for them to do?
Lately, she had been reflecting on herself, wondering whether she really was so awful that she had earned her eldest senior brother's dislike.
At that thought, Ye Wanqing pursed her lips, and her gaze dimmed.
Just then, gasps suddenly rose all around her, followed by a wave of cold.
By the time Ye Wanqing reacted, Su Jiu's Life-Bound Treasure was already resting against her neck.
She heard that cool, clear voice beside her. "Just now, I