Six years later.
Jadeite Cliff.
"Uncle!"
As Wei Yixi entered the Little Cloud Rain Array, she looked at Fang Xi, who still appeared youthful, and for some reason, a blush bloomed on her face.
"Hmm, how is your Beast Controlling Skills progressing?"
Fang Xi stood up from a cross-legged position with the intent to provide guidance.
Ever since Hua Chanjuan's death, Wei Yixi had no one to control her comings and goings, allowing her free access to Gemini West Peak.
However, her nature still favored quietude, usually only venturing as far as Jadeite Cliff.
Today, Wei Yixi, dressed in a lotus-colored embroidered jacket with a luminous forehead clasped by a jade hoop, seemed to have taken quite the effort with her appearance.
Hearing Fang Xi ask about her Beast Controlling Skills, she couldn't help but feel somewhat downhearted as she patted the Spirit Beast Bag on her waist.
