Sunset Village.
In the Divine Farmer Tripod, greenish fluid swayed, emanating a rich medicinal fragrance. Qingxuan would occasionally add something more, intensifying the aroma.
"As a grand Divine Farmer Tripod, I'm being used to cook this kind of stuff." murmured the Small Tripod: "I've crafted even Ninth-grade Elixirs before..."
The Small Tripod continued muttering.
Suddenly.
His little hand was gently pulled by someone.
The Small Tripod paused momentarily and locked eyes with a child's clear gaze.
This was a four or five-year-old girl, barefoot, dressed in tattered clothes, staring at the Small Tripod curiously.
"Are you... an Immortal Master too?" the little girl asked in a crisp voice.
Her mother was startled, promptly pulling the girl down to kneel: "Children are ignorant, please forgive us, Immortal Master."
Fear filled the woman's eyes. Even though these Immortals changed their weather and filled their bellies,
But...
Who knows if they might suddenly turn hostile.
