"Reporting to Senior Disciple Sister, it was nothing... I was just curious about what happened to Master in the past. You know... Master existed in the same era as the ancient emperors and great gods."
Although Hong Meiling no longer seemed as terrifying as she had at first, Wu Qing'e still did not dare offend her. Thus, she appeared rather respectful.
"Why think about such things? You would be better off thinking about how to cultivate. By the way... what are those feathers in your hand? They seem to carry Master's aura."
Hong Meiling looked at the three beautiful feathers in Wu Qing'e's hand, a hint of curiosity in her aqua-blue eyes.
"Ah... these... Master gave these to me."
Faced with Hong Meiling's gaze, Wu Qing'e instinctively hid the feathers behind her back. Though... she knew that if Hong Meiling wanted to take them, she would be completely unable to resist.
"Of course I know Master gave them to you. I'm asking what they are."
Hong Meiling was speechless at Wu Qing'e's appearance, as though she feared Hong Meiling would snatch her things. She was merely curious about what they were. Those feathers felt almost like Fu Hua herself.
Of course, she would not deny that she wanted them too. Holding those feathers felt as though the immortal were always by her side. That feeling... was utterly impossible to resist.
But although she wanted them, she could not possibly steal her junior sister's belongings.
"Master said they are... feathers from the divine bird Jingwei. They can be used to save one's life."
"Feathers from the divine bird Jingwei..."
Hong Meiling fell into thought upon hearing that.
"If Senior Disciple Sister has nothing else, then I'll head back first..." Seeing Hong Meiling deep in thought, Wu Qing'e had no desire to