Crackle, crackle...
Xie Jinhuan fell stiffly to the ground, and the mountain hollow fell quiet.
Coal Ball crouched beside him, tilting its head to study him. It even prodded Xie Jinhuan's arm with its little claw. Finding no response, it turned its gaze to the little white-haired girl.
"Gooji?"
"Go find him some clothes."
"Ji?!"
Coal Ball's eyes filled with shock, its meaning probably something like-was this a job for a bird? Weren't you supposed to do the robbing?
But the white-haired girl's gaze brooked no argument. Considering how A Huan had just been strung up and beaten, it could only fly into the curtain of rain and try to commit robbery all by itself.
Only after Coal Ball left did a trace of gravity appear on Qixia True Person's exquisitely delicate face. She crouched before Xie Jinhuan, tucked the banana leaf over him, and gazed thoughtfully at his face.
As senior sister and junior brother of the same sect, Qixia True Person and Xie Jinhuan had gone through almost identical experiences, and even their personalities were much alike. The only difference was that Qixia True Person sought to become an immortal maiden, while Xie Jinhuan's pursuit left out the word "become."
Qixia True Person's determination to pursue the Dao was firm. Over a hundred years ago, when she was only a little girl of seven or eight, she spent all day poring over miscellaneous tales of immortals and heroes. Lines like "My fate is mine, not Heaven's; a Golden Core or Nascent Soul grants ten thousand years of life" utterly enchanted her. Then she plunged headfirst into Purple Emblem Mountain, whose fortunes had declined, starting as a little Daoist attendant and becoming an Inner Sect Direct Disciple through her cleverness and boundless drive.
Although her Dao Heart was not