Xia Xiang is the most special child in the Xia Lan Xing De family. Because she is a rare light-type elemental warrior, she could not stay in the Xia household to grow up. Since birth, she has grown...
"As expected of me, I look so beautiful." Xia Xiang admired herself in the small mirror.
"Let's go," Huai'an said, giving her one last deep look.
"Wait!" Xia Xiang called out to him, "The ring has disappeared, how do I take it off?"
"You can't take it off yourself; someone else has to. Here's a suggestion: it's best if the person putting this ring on you is the same person from now on."
"This ring is so troublesome," Xia Xiang said, rubbing the cool ring around her thumb with her fingertip.
"But it's very precious. Legend has it that this ring was forged from the heart of the divine beast Dijiang after its fall," Huai'an explained solemnly.
"Dijiang is Hundun, which has no face and can take any shape at will. In mythology, it symbolizes the highest being. It can recognize songs and dances, and is as red as cinnabar fire, indicating that it has the attribute of light. It is perfect for you."
"Oh, it's very precious." Xia Xiang nodded. "What does that have to do with the wearing ceremony?"
“Because it is quite precious, a ritual is needed. The ritual is also to express the devout feeling when using it,” Huai’an said before disappearing from her sight, not giving her any chance to ask any more questions.
In fact, he was just trying to cover up the fact that he had placed a formation on her.
Xia Xiang: "......"
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I haven't been back for several years, and the streets and surrounding buildings have changed a lot.
Xia Xiang asked for directions along the way and found the house she remembered. She used her mental power to sense that no one was home, so she climbed over the wall and went inside.
The hydrangeas in the garden are in full bloom, the big tree where I used to cool off as a child has grown several times larger, and the swing under the tree is clean and tidy. Every plant and tree is so familiar.
The furniture and decorations inside the house are basically unchanged, except that there are fewer family photos that used to seem deliberate.
Xia Xiang walked around the first floor and then came to her room on the second floor.
The room was clean and tidy, but the gifts piled up on the bookshelf instantly brought tears to her eyes.
From the age of six, every year's birthday gifts, Christmas gifts, and even New Year's gifts were neatly piled on the bookshelf, with the giver's name, the date of the gift, and a blessing written on each gift.
These gifts included those for Grandpa, Mom and Dad, my eldest brother, second eldest brother, and sister, and even Hu Yanjing and Ren Chenfeng...
Xia Xiang was already in tears without realizing it; her family truly loved her. Whether she was the pride of the Xia Lanxingde family or a Muggle, they would love her dearly.
Just then, a rustling sound came from downstairs. Xia Xiang quickly disappeared and left the Xia family home.
Although she really misses them, she really hasn't figured out how to face them right now.
"Who!" Xiong Ge's voice rang out from the first floor, then he teleported to the second floor. "Xia Mei forgot to close the doors and windows again after cleaning. I've told her so many times."
Xiong Ge touched the plush toys on the bed with a sad expression, sat there in a daze for a while, and then skillfully closed the door.
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After Xia Xiang calmed down, she ran five miles away.
"Xiangxiang, it's been so long! You've grown so much!"
A familiar voice rang out behind her. Xia Xiang was so emotionally agitated that she felt weak and slowly turned around. She was almost blinded by the gleaming white teeth of the Swift Walker.
"What, don't you recognize your master?" The Swift Walker held snacks in one hand and a small mirror in the other. "I haven't changed. I'm still the same beautiful woman I always was."
Xia Xiang's nose tingled with emotion as she softly called out, "Master."
"What's wrong, my dear disciple?" The Swift Walker pulled Xia Xiang to sit on a bench not far away.
"Waaaaah~ Master!" Xia Xiang couldn't hold back any longer and threw herself into Shenxingzhe's arms, bursting into tears.
Passersby all turned to look, and a group of middle-aged women nearby were gossiping and pointing at them.
"Xiangxiang, don't cry, okay? Master will treat you to something delicious. There's a convenience store that's all mine, you can take whatever you want." The Swift Walker tried to comfort the child, but the child cried even harder, so he gently patted her back.
"Xiangxiang, have you ever thought that your current image isn't suitable for crying so unrestrainedly? Why don't you try to look a little more delicate with tears in your eyes?" The Walker wiped Xia Xiang's tears with his sleeve. "You're acting like a lady right now."
"...Uh..." Xia Xiang realized what was happening, tidied her hair, and sobbed softly, "I, I'll try my best..."
Who knows what serious illness Huai'an has? How could anyone think she's a sweet, innocent girl?
After everyone's attention shifted away, the Swift Walker pulled Xia Xiang and teleported back to the second floor of his convenience store.
The table was piled high with snacks, and the two chatted as they ate.
"You should only be twelve years old this year, why do you look so much older than you are?"
"Slurp~" Xia Xiang took a sip of bubble tea. "This is fake, but you could also say it's real. It's all for the mission. Maybe a child's appearance isn't very intimidating, so I disguised myself like this. Actually, I'm not quite used to it yet."
The Swift Walker scoffed, "Deterrence? Are you running for leader?"
Xia Xiang: "No, that's not it..."
"Have you gone home and checked?" the Swift Walker asked again.
"Mmm," Xia Xiang nodded, stuffing her mouth full of small cakes.
"Then why don't you reunite with your mother?"
"I'm not ready yet," Xia Xiang said frankly. "How can I reunite with my mother looking like this?"
“Oh, that’s true,” Swiftwalker nodded.
"Hey, Master, how did you know I was back?" Xia Xiang was a little surprised. She had been crying and was just too emotional to control her emotions.
"Heh, is there anything I don't know about the Iron Dimension?" The Wanderer proudly flashed his bright white teeth again.
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