Xiao Hua was overjoyed. He reached out to accept them, looked them over, then handed two to Xiao Mao with a smile. "I was just saying I had nothing to give you, and now here it is!"
At the sight, Xiao Mao's little face flushed crimson. He wanted to reach out and accept them, yet also wanted to wave them away. But when he saw the concern in Xiao Hua's eyes, warmth welled up in his heart, his nose stung, and tears spilled down. He wiped them away carelessly with his sleeve, took the pills, and said, "Thank you for the medicinal pills, Big Brother!"
"Big Brother?" Zhuo Qingyuan was slightly startled beside them, and his brows furrowed for no apparent reason. But immediately afterward, he sighed. "Xiao Mao, since you made this choice yourself, do not regret it, and do not let too many attachments linger in your heart. I let you meet Fellow Daoist Xiao because I wanted you to untie that knot in your heart! Otherwise, if you enter the trial bearing too much gratitude and hatred, the only end awaiting you will be the dissipation of your Dao and the loss of your life!"
"This disciple understands. Thank you, Senior Brother, for your guidance!" Xiao Mao hurriedly tucked the Fetal Breath Pills into his robes and bowed respectfully.
"Alas, I just heard from our elders that this trial places extremely high demands on one's meridians. Go back and look through the sect's techniques concerning the strengthening of meridians. They may perhaps be of some benefit to you!" Zhuo Qingyuan hesitated before finally saying it.
"This disciple understands," Xiao Mao said softly. "After seeing Fellow Daoist Xiao off, this disciple will go search for them!"
"Oh, right, Fellow Daoist Zhuo..." Once the two had finished speaking, Xiao