Rustle, rustle, rustle~
Misty rain shrouded the view outside the window. Two women and a ball leaned by it, watching the cultivators passing along the street and the Sea of Clouds on the river, which resembled a celestial palace. They all felt as though they had wandered into the realm of Immortals in a dream.
Nangong Ye had traveled far and wide over the years, venturing into many dangerous places to temper himself, but he had never visited Dragonbone Shoal. Seeing evil cultivators from minor sects he had never encountered, as well as long-legged female cultivators in stockings, he sighed softly.
"What a waste for you to stay 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, nowhere near true demonesses. Seeing that the Flirtatious Daoist Nun dared mock her, she shrugged slightly.
"I wonder which righteous female cultivator took over halfway through her disciple's turn, then even let a little boy get it on her face..."
Smack-
Before she finished, a sword sheath struck her skirt with a heavy, powerful blow, 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 went, "Coo, coo, cheep, cheep..." to break things up. It probably meant-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 embarrassed anger. She merely patted her skirt and snorted softly.
"You dare do it but won't own up to it, and you call yourself a member of the Daoist Sect.