Rumors among the demon race say that the Venerable One has recently imprisoned a precious being, preventing them from getting close and also preventing that being from leaving.
Unfortunately, the kind-hearted one, seeing the injured little demons around her, would often sit on a tall pine tree in the corner of the wall, her flowing dress billowing as she bent down to give them elixirs.
She was a very beautiful, gentle, and always smiling female cultivator.
She was here every day, and many lesser demons who couldn't afford the elixir risked their lives to enter the bamboo forest and beg her for medicine.
Song Tingwan was not annoyed; she sent out as many pills as came.
As the days went by.
The first to arrive were Song Siyao and Shen Zhuochuan.
One in front and one behind.
She sat atop a tall pine tree, her eyes crinkling as she looked at the two of them, her smile as bright as the stars. "You've come."
She knew it; Su Xi couldn't keep her in check.
Her relatives and friends will eventually find her.
.
Song Siyuan gazed at the smiling woman on the pine tree from afar, feeling somewhat dazed and hesitant to approach.
The person I think about day and night.
Are you finally back?
Am I dreaming again?
My older sister always loves to play pranks on people.
"Why aren't you coming over? Don't you recognize me?"
Until Song Tingwan jokingly waved to them.
The group of little demons under the tree glanced at them shrewdly, then all ran away in a flash.
Bamboo leaves fell one after another.
In the elegant courtyard, tall pine trees emerged from within, and the woman's skirt swayed in the breeze.
The soft sunlight fell on her; the scenery was beautiful, and she was beautiful too.
It makes it feel more and more like a dream.
Shen Zhuochuan, who was a dozen steps ahead of her, turned around, raised his chin at her, and the man who had never smiled in years curled his lips into a gentle smile, speaking calmly and softly: "She wants to see you the most. If you don't go, I will."
The dazed Song Siyao was startled awake.
Meanwhile, the person sitting in the pine tree couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
"Silly Yao."
She murmured to herself, and the next instant, her younger sister silently used her movement technique to flash to the foot of the tree.
He stared blankly up at her, his head tilted back.
“…Sister.”
She reached out to grab it, and Song Tingwan, sitting high in the tree, longed to jump down, thinking her sister would catch her.
pity.
She can't leave this bamboo grove.
"I miss you so much."
The man, who had become much more composed, murmured with tears in his eyes.
This startled Song Tingwan, who bent down to wipe away her tears.
But it was bounced back by the barrier.
"Sister!" Song Siyao flew up, but was blocked by the barrier.
The man with red eyes drew out a buzzing beam of light, intending to break the barrier, but was interrupted by Song Tingwan.
"No, Su Xi set up the barrier to protect me. Look how easily those low-level demons can get in."
"Wait for her to come back, I reckon she'll be back soon."
If a stranger approaches, Su Xi will surely rush back.
Song Siyao pursed her lips and sheathed her sword.
"Sister, why have you been gone for so long?"
She tilted her head back high again, her expression uncontrollably tinged with grievance.
In the distance, the man was also staring intently at her.
Yet, knowing that the two sisters were the ones who cared for each other the most, he could only reluctantly halt his approach and slowly move closer step by step.
Song Tingwan smiled at him from afar, just as she had always done.
Then she lowered her eyes and looked tenderly at her younger sister.
“I only woke up recently. Su Xi was worried that the news of my resurrection would attract too many covetous people, so she hid me here.”
"I know, more than a hundred years have passed now. I'm sorry, Yao, that I've made you remember me for a hundred years."
She spoke softly and gently, with a hint of heartache in her voice.
She looked at her younger sister, whose features had become increasingly sharp, and wondered if she had suffered any hardship in the past hundred years.
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