Today, just like any other day, Pei Xiaoxiao finished her daily cultivation and ran to the Flower Sea. There, she frolicked with over a hundred Elves, running, chasing, and playing across its many fields.
"Giggle, giggle…"
"Haha…"
"Aah!"
The entire Cyan Wood Flower Sea was filled with the sound of silver-bell-like laughter, a chorus of pure joy.
Whenever this happened, disciples from all around would gaze at the Flower Sea, watching the elf-like figure weave through the crowd of Elves. Some even watched with looks of admiration and affection.
At times like this, no one ever entered the Flower Sea. Everyone shared a surprising, unspoken agreement to silently watch the scene from the outside.
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Back when Zhang Deming, disguised as Elder Huang, had been in the cave on Broken Sword Mountain, he had unleashed the full power of a Protective Talisman.
