She would come out to investigate at the slightest sign of trouble.
Every time, she looked forward to it, wondering if her older sister would come to see her with a smile.
Except... when I returned to the Cloud Hidden Forbidden Land and stayed beside my father's remnant soul.
I don't know if it was the power of my father's lingering spirit or the peace of mind of being with my family.
Only then could this lonely genius get a good night's sleep.
During her travels, she most often visited the human realm.
My elder sister once said that the first place she traveled to was the human realm.
She also liked to stare at alchemists and frail women.
He also likes to travel to impoverished and remote areas.
He draws his sword when he sees injustice, and offers help when he sees suffering.
They would protect the weak and vulnerable.
In a fleeting moment, Song Siyao remembered what her older sister had said.
"I'm terrified. If I see someone and don't help, how much I'll regret missing the person I'm looking for."
She was the same.
Each time he rescued a woman suffering so much, he felt both disappointed and relieved after realizing it wasn't his older sister.
.
Qin Xi said that there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old noble lady in the human realm who was in poor health but had an extraordinary talent for alchemy.
Song Siyao rushed over without stopping.
She left disappointed after seeing the girl scolding the servants on the street corner.
I overheard the servants in her mansion whispering that the cultivation world loves women like her the most.
Wherever a woman of this type appears in the Six Realms, she will surely become famous and meet countless noble people.
Song Siyao laughed. "There's no such thing as a benefactor."
They're just friends of my sister.
Over the years, any news or event concerning their elder sister has made them stop what they're doing and go to check on her in person.
Unfortunately, I always returned disappointed.
Song Siyao stood in the marketplace of the human realm, having just bought a pearl hairpin.
It would look really good on my sister.
Just as the corners of her lips curled into a smile, the heavy snow began to fall.
She held a sword in one hand and a pearl hairpin in the other, staring blankly upwards.
The snow atop the Cloud Palace that year also came so suddenly.
The older sister braided two small braids into her high ponytail; she can braid them herself now.
Of course, it's not as well-made as my older sister's.
The gifts I've saved for my older sister have filled an entire storage ring.
So, elder sister.
When are you coming back?
I miss you so much.
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