Yes, without even asking what Xiao Hua wanted, she had said she would help him. The female cultivator on the left was indeed forthright.
"Senior Sister..." the female cultivator on the left said with a smile, "this younger sister merely wished to..."
Just then, a voice as crisp as an oriole's song and as gentle as jade rang out. "Stop bickering, you two. Haitang, let him come in and speak!"
"Yes, Villa Master!" The two women straightened their expressions and bowed as they answered in unison.
Afterward, the female cultivator on the right, who held a begonia branch, waved it. Brilliant radiance shone from the many begonia blossoms upon it. Each flower seemed to bloom as it detached from the branch, circling briefly before the female cultivator's eyes. Following the hand seals she formed, they transformed into several strange patterns. Finally, with a gesture from her hand, they flew beneath her feet. With a rumble, like hot springs surging forth, waves of flowers rose from where the begonias had flown in. The flower waves split neatly into three streams, flying beneath Xiao Hua and the two female cultivators' feet respectively.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please follow me inside!" Haitang stepped onto the flower wave. Only then did Xiao Hua notice that Haitang was barefoot, her fair, delicate feet and all ten toes painted pink.
"Please." Xiao Hua withdrew his gaze, cupped his hands slightly, and stepped onto the flower wave as well. Then, the flower wave abruptly swept upward, and hundreds upon thousands of spinning blossoms surrounded Xiao Hua, carrying him down into the flowers and grasses.
Within those swirling waves of flowers, an exceedingly faint, unusual glimmer flashed. A flower that had never existed suddenly came into being... Yet Xiao Hua, Haitang, and the others sensed nothing at all.
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