Yan Yuanqing quickly set down the roasted pigeon and appeared in front of Yan Zhao with a whoosh.
"Say it again," Yan Yuanqing's eyes sparkled with excitement.
Yan Zhao: "?"
Yan Yuanqing urged, "Call me mother again."
"......"
Yan Zhao pouted, turning her head away.
Sigh.
Yan Yuanqing sighed again.
Forget it, there's plenty of time ahead.
Yan Yuanqing comforted herself, turning away with a smile, and amusedly thought to herself: What a stubborn child.
Yan Yuanqing patted Yan Zhao's flushed cheeks and said with a smile, "I can't teach you this spell yet. You're still too young."
What does age have to do with it?
Yan Zhao thought Yan Yuanqing wasn't teaching her because she didn't want to call her 'mother,' so she puffed up her cheeks and sulked.
Yan Yuanqing handed her the roasted pigeon: "Want to try?"
The aroma wafted into Yan Zhao's nose.
Yan Zhao took a bite from Yan Yuanqing's hand.
The meat was tender and smooth. Yan Zhao swallowed it whole, skin and bones included, and said, "It's delicious."
Yan Yuanqing's eyes curved into a smile.
While eating, a voice suddenly reached Yan Zhao's ears.
"Yan Shimei, we've arrived."
It was Bi Lan.
Yan Zhao looked up, searching for the source of the voice.
"Outside the immortal mansion," Yan Yuanqing told Yan Zhao, stuffing the pigeon into her hands. "Finish eating before going out."
Yan Zhao finished the pigeon in a few bites.
She clapped her hands and, with a thought, returned to outside the immortal mansion.
Before leaving, she cast a glance at Yan Yuanqing, and the words "mother" floated in her mind.
She had a mother now.
Even if it was just a dream, it was a sweet one.
Not scary, and also delicious.
Yan Zhao opened her eyes to find Bi Lan already on the ground, holding her shoulder.
"Where are we?"
Yan Zhao, still sleepy, yawned lazily.
The sky was getting bright, the moon hidden behind clouds, and a red glow appeared where the earth met the sky.
Bi Lan answered, "At the foot of the Small Immortal Sect."
"Oh." Yan Zhao remembered Bi Lan had mentioned going to challenge the Immortal Sect because Bi Lan was participating in the Sect's Disciples Conference.
Even a small sect has everything in place. Once they reach the foot of the mountain and enter the protective array of the sect, outsiders can no longer use their flying swords and must walk up the winding path.
Bi Lan originally intended for Yan Zhao to wait at the foot of the mountain, expecting to be back soon.
But recalling their earlier encounter, Bi Lan worried about potential dangers and said to Yan Zhao, "Shimei, let's head up the mountain."
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FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed and polished it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=8391517 Yan Zhao was born with blocked meridians and unable to cultivate, making her notorious as the most...