A master and a disciple met again and talked about everything inside their minds and hearts. Although the exquisite pagoda’s seventh floor was full of chilling air, yet their two hearts were filled with warmth.
Time went by as the duo talked more.
Finally, as if recalling something, Gu Yan’er jumped up, and then said with a smile, “Master, Yan’er wants to present you a gift. Though I wanted to find an object of your liking before, however, I turned out to find a better one, and I think you’ll like it, Master.”
“What object?” Tang Xiu was surprised.
Gu Yan’er’s lightly touched her tiptoe. Her white dress hiked up with her just like a fairy performing a dance. A soft green light appeared in her hand, an aquamarine-colored seed enwrapped at the center of the green light.
Yes, it was a seed. And it emitted out a thick life force.
