The black-clad figure shook his head slightly at little Qing Yi's words.
"I am Yu Jing of the Rain Sect. What is your name?"
Little Qing Yi trembled all over, remembering that her sister had once said the Rain Sect was one of the world's foremost Immortal Cultivation Sects. Her sister had once wanted to join the Rain Sect, but unfortunately, the Rain Sect had not accepted her.
Her sister's talent was poor, so it was only natural that she could not enter the Rain Sect.
She simply had not expected a senior she happened to encounter on this mountain to be someone from the Rain Sect...
After some thought, little Qing Yi still gave her real name. "This junior is Luo Qing Yi."
She felt that the senior before her bore her no ill intent; otherwise, she would have died long ago. Besides, he was a senior from the Rain Sect. He had no need for schemes or tricks to deal with a mortal girl.
Though little Qing Yi was young, she already understood much of the ways of the world.
The black-clad figure raised his head to gaze at the mountains stretching for ten thousand li through the rain, then sighed and asked, "Why are you here?"
Little Qing Yi hesitated for a while. Remembering that he had helped ease her pain and injuries, she felt there was nothing to hide. "I'm going to seek a master. I just happened to pass through here..."
"Why are you walking to seek a master? Is it very close?" the black-clad man asked, his back to little Qing Yi.
Little Qing Yi turned to glance at the distant horizon and slowly shook her head. "Very far."
"How far?" the black-clad man asked slowly.
"Probably ten thousand li..." Deep exhaustion flashed across