Cangzhou City.
On the street, two lovely figures, one tall and one short, walked through the dense crowds.
The exceptionally striking human and Flood Dragon should have turned plenty of heads, yet the people on the street seemed unable to see them.
The two figures passed through the bustling market, and the rather crowded throng automatically cleared a path for them.
Qinghe looked around curiously, lingering over anything pretty that caught her eye.
Though mortals were weak, they had clever minds and deft hands.
Even Qinghe found some of the things they made with ingenious ideas impressive.
It had nothing to do with cultivation, but was an indescribable sense of awe.
Weak people had accomplished something remarkable-the awe of the small achieving the great.
Xie Lingyu spoke calmly. "Are you sure that if you slack off like this, they'll still let you through the mountain gates when you return?"
"What does 'slack off' mean?" Qinghe looked at Xie Lingyu in confusion.
Recalling someone's explanation, Xie Lingyu answered:
"It means neglecting proper business to do things that make you happy instead."
"Hm?" Qinghe froze at those words, then understanding dawned on her little face, and she smiled with a touch of excitement.
"Then isn't slacking off really important? Qinghe likes slacking off."
Xie Lingyu: "..."
This Flood Dragon really was beyond saving. She had originally thought her master was a little strict, but now it seemed she had been far too lenient.
Qinghe glanced at the silent Xie Lingyu and asked curiously:
"Which mighty expert coined 'slacking off'? It's so novel and interesting."
Xie Lingyu looked at Qinghe, her tone a little chilly.
"Could whoever coined that term be a mighty expert?"
Qinghe asked with complete conviction, "Why couldn't they?"
Xie Lingyu replied calmly, "When asking why they couldn't, think about