Xiao Xianrui felt deeply sorrowful.
A sorrow she could not put into words!
Perhaps seeing Xiao Hua's retreating back had reminded her of the past—of memories buried beneath dust, of a past she had been unwilling to recall—and brought forth this sorrow. Or perhaps the peacock doll Xiao Hua had given her had reminded her of Peacock Illusion, of her own birthday, of the days when her family had cherished and protected her, and thus brought forth this sorrow. Or perhaps seeing Xiao Hua claim to be a Thunder Control Sect disciple, forcing Yue Cong, an early Foundation Establishment cultivator from Hundred Flowers Valley, to fear breaking the rat's vessel and refrain from making things too difficult for him, then comparing it to her own origins and pitying herself, had brought forth this sorrow. Or perhaps Xiao Hua's brazen twelfth layer of Qi Cultivation had reminded her of her own twelfth layer of Qi Cultivation, as well as the knot in her heart over her long failure to break through to Foundation Establishment, tying a thousand knots within her!
In any case, Xiao Xianrui absentmindedly boarded the Spirit Camel carriage. Surrounded by several Hundred Herbs Sect disciples, she casually picked a direction and left Weeping Moon City.
Yet after the group had flown for the time it took to eat half a meal, one disciple finally gathered his courage and asked in a low voice, "Young Madam, where are we going?"
"Back to Hundred Herbs Sect, of course!" Xiao Xianrui replied irritably.
"But... are we really flying all the way back to Hundred Herbs Sect like this?" the disciple asked quietly. "The sect's flying boat was taken away earlier by the Young Sect Master. How are we supposed to..."
"Alas!" Hearing this, Xiao Xianrui immediately stopped in midair. Indeed, Weeping