What advantage could you possibly have for me to take, you little brat?
Besides, wasn't Cang Xiaoxuan by my side cute enough? Why would I have to take advantage of you?
"You're walking too slowly. At this rate, we probably won't reach our destination before dark."
"You actually think I'm walking too slowly? Have you considered that I'm still a child? Fine... but I don't want to be carried. You carry me on your back." Though she was reluctant to admit it, Kaguya understood that she really was moving very slowly right now.
"...Get on."
Fu Hua silently looked at little Kaguya before her for a while before finally crouching down with her back facing her.
Kaguya stepped forward toward Fu Hua's back, tidied up Fu Hua's long gray hair, then climbed directly onto her back, placing both hands on Fu Hua's shoulders.
She caught the scent on Fu Hua's body, a very faint, delicate fragrance.
"Let's go."
Fu Hua rose to her feet with Kaguya on her back. Looking at Cang Xiaoxuan ahead, she took a step... as if she had transformed into the wind, or perhaps completely merged with it. Only an afterimage remained, and in the blink of an eye, she had already appeared a hundred meters away.
Immortal Art: Xun is Wind
Princess Kaguya lay on Fu Hua's back, watching the scenery flash past around her, her face showing a thoughtfulness far beyond her age.
Could her nominal mother really be an immortal who neither aged nor died?
But immortals were merely people with powerful magical abilities, weren't they? It should have been impossible to remain ageless and immortal.
Unless they became higher beings, celestial beings or gods, after several centuries, messengers from the underworld would continuously come to claim their lives. These immortals had to