The light boat crossed the River of Forgetfulness, traveling upstream.
Turbid Yin murmured through this nearly dried-up creek, gloomy and cold, yet it could still propel the orchid boats, carrying the two aboard slowly onward.
About two hours passed. The Wangchuan River gradually widened, and its waters grew increasingly turbulent. Venomous creatures swam beneath the surface, while resentful souls drifted above it.
Great swathes of misty moisture condensed into frost blossoms, fluttering down like falling snow.
Jiang Yi brought out the Bright Flame Mirror, shrouding the entire orchid boat-not to protect himself, but merely to dispel the damp chill pressing in around them.
"Hmph, hmph. Little Jiang is as considerate as ever. You even remembered to look after this Original Truth."
Curled against his chest, Profound Mystery True Person immediately felt warm and comfortable, without the slightest discomfort remaining.
The corners of the blue-robed girl's lips lifted, faintly and imperceptibly.
Young Master Jiang did have a gentle nature, knowing how to show concern without a word.
One ghost and one cat were both very pleased.
Jiang Yi, meanwhile, was thinking:
The sky is so gloomy, and now there's fog. A man and a woman alone together in pitch darkness-wouldn't that give the Empress the wrong idea? Better make it brighter.
After chattering away for a while, Music-Regulating Official Qiao finally quieted down and concentrated on fishing.
Her little face solemn, she took the wisp of Primordial Spirit from her sleeve and gently attached it to the hook.
Jiang Yi watched with interest, thinking to himself:
Miss Xiao Qiao really does look serene and refined when she isn't talking.
He watched Xiao Qiao finish attaching the "bait" and gently cast her fishing rod out before withdrawing his gaze.
The wisp of Primordial Spirit belonging to the Skirted Woman was wrapped in