Long ago, when Yun Huanling learned that the bell at Su Jiu's waist had been a gift from someone else, he had found it an eyesore.
He had assumed she would take it off once the novelty wore off, but she had ended up wearing it for decades.
He cast a sidelong glance at the Sound-Mixing Bell. Seeing Su Jiu staring at it with a troubled frown, he said, "Could it be that this Sound-Mixing Bell has stopped working properly because it's too old?
"If you like bell-type magic treasures, A Jiu, how about I give you one when we get back? I don't have a bell-type magic treasure as good as the Sound-Mixing Bell, but mine isn't too bad.
"Most importantly, my bell is much prettier than this one."
As far as he was concerned, didn't all female cultivators prefer prettier magic treasures?
Yun Huanling's words made not only the Enforcement Hall disciples but even Gu Ningyun want to roll her eyes. Was this fellow afraid people might fail to notice his little ulterior motives?
Su Jiu pressed a hand against Yun Huanling's head and said quietly, "Be quiet."
Finding him an embarrassment, Yun Chao simply refused to look at this younger brother.
By now, Su Jiu had no attention to spare for the gathering storm around her. She genuinely wondered how the Sound-Mixing Bell could have developed such a basic problem-until she saw that towering tree...
The tree was enormous. Even with some distance still between them, it was an impossible presence for Su Jiu and her companions to overlook.
"With yin energy swirling all around here, how can there be a tree so full of life?" someone couldn't help asking.
"Yin energy swirling... This place... doesn't really have yin energy swirling around it anymore, does it?"
Reminded