Dali said mildly, "As expected of Young Hero Pei. You stripped Li Jian of his authority the moment you arrived. It seems from now on, a meeting won't be over until Young Hero Pei says so."
Pei Ye tilted his head to glance at her, spread his wings lightly, and flew over to land in her tree. "Are your injuries any better?"
"...More or less." Dali glanced at him. "Why did you carve me a pig?"
Pei Ye smiled. "I thought you liked it. You even took it into the water."
Then he added, "Any reply about what I mentioned last time?"
"What?"
Pei Ye frowned. "Getting in touch with the Flying Light Sword Master. You haven't forgotten, have you?"
Dali smiled. "I've asked."
"What did he say? What did he say?"
"He found it baffling, but he's willing to see you," Dali said. "He's staying at the Cultivation Literature Academy these next few days. You can arrange to meet him whenever you like."
"Wonderful!" Pei Ye flapped his wings. "I get to meet two Sword Masters this month!"
"Isn't it three?"
"...Hm?"
Dali said nothing.
"...Oh, right, there's Miss Ming too. Unfortunately, there's still been no word from her."
"All right, I'm tired." Dali turned away. "Let's talk next time."
"Huh? So suddenly?"
But Dali said nothing more. Her figure vanished, leaving him alone in the entire Immortal Realm.
Pei Ye stood dazed for a while, upright on the branch, thinking that he still hadn't asked her how to speak through birdsong.
But the place had indeed fallen completely silent. Pei Ye spread his wings lightly and flew back the way he had come.
Before long, he followed the path to the White Water Temple, resumed human form, picked up Little Cat, and left that place of wind and