Rustle, rustle~
Outside the window, misty rain blurred the view. Two women and a ball leaned by the window, watching the cultivators passing through the street and the Sea of Clouds over the river, which resembled a heavenly palace. They all felt the dreamlike sensation of having stumbled into the realm of immortals.
Nangong Ye had traveled far and wide over the years, training in many dangerous places, but had never visited Dragonbone Shoal. Seeing evil cultivators from unfamiliar minor sects on the street, along with long-legged female cultivators in stockings, he sighed softly.
"What a waste of you, staying in the Gu Poison Sect. If you joined the Hundred Flowers Grove, you'd at least be their top courtesan."
Although Bu Yuehua was called a demoness, cultivators of the Gu Poison Sect were merely unorthodox at most, hardly true demonesses. Seeing that the flirtatious Daoist nun dared mock her, she shrugged slightly.
"I wonder which righteous-path female cultivator took over halfway through her disciple's job, then let a little boy get it all over her face..."
Smack-
Before she finished speaking, a sword sheath struck her skirt with tremendous force, making Bu Yuehua jolt.
Coal Ball had been watching the assorted little beasts and spirit birds on the street. Seeing these two about to fight again, the bird hurriedly spread its wings and chirped, "Coo-coo, cheep-cheep..." to break it up, probably meaning-stop fighting, stop fighting! If you have to hit someone, hit A Huan...
Bu Yuehua paid no mind to the flirtatious Daoist nun lashing out in mortified anger. She merely brushed her skirt and snorted softly.
"You dare do it but won't own up to it, and you call yourself a Daoist. I'll settle this with you tonight. Coal Ball, come on. I'll take you to see a big