"Qinghe doesn't like this way of celebrating."
At the foot of A Loving Family Peak, Qinghe rubbed her head, her expression aggrieved and full of complaint.
With her arms folded, Bai Xuanling led Qinghe through the barrier toward the summit. Listening to Qinghe's complaints, she said calmly:
"You should be glad your Spirit Transformation went well. Otherwise, this wouldn't be a question of whether you liked the celebration."
Qinghe glanced sideways at her and asked in confusion:
"Then what would it be?"
Bai Xuanling narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Qinghe with the hint of a smile:
"Naturally, that I'm short of a mount to pull my carriage."
Qinghe looked as though lightning had struck her. Her hand rubbed her head a little faster, but she dared not say anything more.
She had only just soared around the Heavenly Derivation Sect, showing off in grand style. If she ended up pulling a carriage right afterward...
Never mind having any face left in the Heavenly Derivation Sect-she wouldn't even dare tell anyone outside its gates that she belonged to Bai Xuanling's peak.
She dreaded seeing understanding dawn on someone's face-you must be that useless Flood Dragon from Pearl-Gem Peak who got sent to pull a carriage for being such a failure.
Besides, becoming a mount meant losing her freedom to slack off. She would have to be on standby around the clock.
By comparison, taking a couple of blows was a much better deal.
Speaking of which...
Why had Granny Bai suddenly started hitting so much harder?
Could she have deliberately increased her strength because Qinghe had reached Spirit Transformation?
When she reached Body Integration someday, would the punches she took get even heavier?
Qinghe pondered this as she headed toward the summit.
A Loving Family Peak hadn't changed much.