Heavy snow soon covered the mountaintop.
At dusk, the little girl who tended the flowers and plants wore a thick fur coat, her little face red from the cold. Rubbing her hands, she went to the cliffside to tend the plum blossoms, afraid the snow would crush them.
Normally, the sect master did not need them to tend these things. With a single movement of her Divine Sense, she could put the entire mountaintop in perfect order, with no need for anyone to wait on her. Besides, the flowers and plants on the mountain were all immortal varieties; snow could not crush them.
But the sect master went into seclusion from time to time, so the sect still assigned people to tend the mountaintop. It was also a matter of the sect's dignity. It would not sound good to say that the sect master was all alone without anyone to run errands for her.
Qiu Wuji let them busy themselves. Having someone to relay messages when needed was useful too.
In truth, they were effectively serving maids, and the work generally fell to little disciples at the Qi Refining Stage who had just joined the sect.
Still, the disciples were eager to serve on the main peak. Doing things for the sect master was an honor! Besides, though the sect master appeared aloof, she treated her disciples very well. Sometimes they even received personal guidance, and disciples who left the main peak often went on to become pillars of the sect.
Over the years, everyone chosen to serve on the main peak had been overjoyed and incomparably enthusiastic. Even in heavy snow, they happily came out to tend the flowers and plants, hoping to make the main peak beautiful enough to be worthy of the sect master's residence.
But when