"Squeak~"
In a somewhat secluded residence in Yangzhou, a door creaked open, and a beautiful young daoist priest stepped out of her room.
The courtyard was dimly lit, with only the moon in the sky casting a faint light upon the earth. Unlike the bustling nightlife of modern cities, most of Yangzhou was dark and silent at this hour.
The young daoist priest stood in the shadowy courtyard and looked up at the sky.
What Falls from the Moon
"Creation shifts without cease. Yesterday's songs of joy; today, sorrow arrives."
The young daoist priest clasped her hands behind her back and stood in the silent courtyard, gazing at the bright moon overhead. Yet she was not admiring it. Her mind was occupied with other matters.
According to Cang Xiaoxuan's divination, Wu Qing'e had poor character—selfish, malicious in her thinking, and extreme in her actions...
Logically speaking, someone like that... should have been the last person Fu Hua would allow to become her disciple. But now... Fu Hua found herself somewhat reluctant to let her go.
It was not only because Wu Qing'e was the first person she had found who met the requirements so far. More importantly... their previous interactions had already made Fu Hua acknowledge her to some extent.
Who would have thought... that the very next moment, she would learn that Wu Qing'e would become such a person in the future? It made Fu Hua feel rather uncomfortable.
She wanted to give up directly, yet she was extremely reluctant...
Wu Qing'e had left a very good impression on Fu Hua. Her appearance and talent, in particular, had invisibly magnified that impression several times over.
Many people had a natural bias toward the first thing they encountered. When later things were compared to it, they would unconsciously favor the