"You child, I told you your father is sick, this is a good opportunity for you to be filial." The mother was a little impatient, her eyes sharpened, she frowned and pushed Wan'er forward.

Wan'er lost her balance for a moment, stumbled, and leaned straight towards the fat, big-eared steward, Li...

A pair of greasy hands reached out, about to grab Wan'er.

"Whoosh!" A figure came swiftly, accompanied by a faint fragrance, and pulled Wan'er away, just in time to avoid a pair of greasy, nauseatingly fat white hands.

"Let's go!" Wan'er heard Tian Tian's voice and her heart leaped with joy. She turned and followed the figure, running out of the thatched hut like a whirlwind.

"Who? Quick, let my Wan'er go!" The mother exclaimed in surprise after being stunned for a moment.

"Grab them!" the other two shouted, while the father stood there dumbfounded.

By this time, Wan'er and Tiantian had already disappeared behind the group, amidst their desperate shouts...

Only after confirming that no one was behind them did the two stop running. Before them lay the forest they had returned to at dusk. The forest was quiet, now shrouded in night, and everything around them was in darkness.

"Chirp, chirp..." Under the cover of twilight, the chirping of various insects and birds rose and fell, creating a lively scene in the beautiful mountains and forests.

At this moment, a faint red light appeared around Tian Tian and Wan'er, so they naturally had no trouble seeing their surroundings clearly.

"Wan'er, don't go back anymore." Tian Tian stood in front of Wan'er, his head slightly lowered, holding Wan'er's small hands with his slender fingers. In the night, his eyes were like two bright stars.

“But they, after all, raised me,” Wan’er said, her eyes brimming with tears, shaking her head as if she couldn’t bear it. “Besides, Father is indeed ill.”

"There is another way to repay them, but it must not be the Spirit Maiden's freedom." A voice came from behind. Wan'er turned around and saw that the little colorful turtle had appeared behind her at some point. On a small stone, a faint spiritual light was emanating.

“Yes, Little Turtle is right, we can use other methods.” 11-year-old Tiantian nodded.

"But what method should we use?" Wan'er's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

“That’s easy. Isn’t your father short of money?” Little Turtle laughed heartily. “I have some on me.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the little turtle opened its mouth and spat out two shining gems. The gems seemed to have eyes, and slowly rose up, flying into Wan'er's palm.

"What is this?" Wan'er was too young to recognize what it was.

“This is a rare treasure, extremely rare in the world,” the little colorful turtle replied. “Just one bead can cure your father’s illness and ensure he will never have to worry about food or clothing again.”

But there are two here!

"The other red one originally belonged to the Spirit Maiden. In your past life, you used this bead to abandon your cultivation and help me. This was originally your primordial spirit. Eat it, and you will know who you are." The little colorful turtle nodded.

"I see." Wan'er nodded, looked up at Tian Tian, ​​and slightly opened her mouth. The red, bean-shaped gem, carrying a beam of red light, rose from her palm and slowly flew into her mouth.

Snowflakes danced in the air, and on a cliff, thick snow piled up. Above the snow, a plum tree grew, but strangely, only a single red bud clung to its tip; there were no other plum blossoms...