A silver moon hung in the sky.
Wrapped in a gentle breeze, Xie Jinhuan passed through countless mountains and wilderness, Coal Ball flying beside him. Black mountains and a solitary moon surrounded them, while an ethereal, snow-haired beauty led the way. It was a scene of carefree delight.
If only the White-Haired Immortal ahead could be a little more normal, it would have been perfect...
"Wow! This tree's grown so big!"
With the Red Umbrella hanging at her waist, Qixia True Person rode the wind. Whether she was affected by the Demon Path trio of "Unrestrained Desire, heart-devouring, and Demon Transformation," or was simply a lively, adorable little fairy to begin with, she drifted all over the wilderness, looking at great rocks one moment and old pines the next. She even enthusiastically told him stories:
"When I was fourteen, I was ordered to patrol these mountains. I went off alone to gather medicinal herbs and ran into a wild boar. None of my martial uncles were nearby, and all I had was a Dharma Sword. It took so much effort to cut up the meat, but it smelled wonderful roasted..."
"Gooji?"
Even Coal Ball was stunned.
Xie Jinhuan listened with his heart pounding in fear. The White-Haired Immortal before him was probably fine, but she had a sinister air of "whoever I catch, I destroy." He truly feared that this formidable lady might lose control, turn around, and blast him out of existence with one finger.
The white-haired Daoist nun was certainly round and lustrous as a pearl. Her tea-green Daoist robe fit her beautifully, its sash and skirt outlining striking curves, while her snowy hair lent her a distinctive ethereal air.
But Xie Jinhuan's heart really was as still as water just then. He wanted to call Ghost Wife