Mount Danxue.
It had rained last night. The mountain streams were shrouded in a misty veil, and as she walked along, the dew dampened her clothes.
Yaohua paced to the mountaintop and saw her master standing beside the cliff, gazing into the distance with a far - reaching look in his eyes.
"Master!"
Yaohua quickened her steps and rushed towards him.
Since being taken back to Mount Danxue by her father and brothers, she hadn't seen her master for a long time. Her master had come specifically to see her, and at this moment, she was as happy as a fledgling returning to the forest.
"Little Phoenix."
Her master's finger landed on her forehead, and a faint smile lingered between his eyebrows.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Strange. Her master usually called her by her name directly. Why did he address her like this today?
This doubt suddenly vanished when she met her master's gentle face.
"Master, you've finally come to see me," Yaohua's nose tingled slightly. "I thought you didn't want me anymore."
"How could that be?" Her master smiled faintly and reached out to caress her cheek.
As their eyes met, her master's eyes seemed to turn into a whirlpool, drawing her in.
Her master lowered his head, his handsome face almost touching hers.
As their breaths mingled, Yaohua could hear her heart pounding.
"Ma - Master."
Yaohua felt thirsty and even stumbled over her words.
"Yeah."
Her master responded but got closer and closer.
The thirst wasn't relieved, and instead, a burning heat rose in her heart.
Yaohua instinctively leaned back, but in her mind, she recalled the scene of feeding her master medicine.
"What are you thinking about? Why are you so distracted?"
Her chin was pinched by a finger, and her head was gently straightened. Only then did Yaohua realize that she had unconsciously averted her gaze.
Her master slowly leaned in. His scorching breath fanned across her cheeks, and his drooping eyelashes were like tiny fans.
Yaohua instinctively covered her heart.
Why was her master getting so close?
So close that it seemed like he was about to kiss her.
That day when she fed her master medicine, did her master...
also have a little feeling?
A soft touch landed on her lips. Yaohua was petrified, and her mind went blank.
"Little Phoenix."
Her master murmured against her lips.
That strange thought popped up again.
Their soft lips pressed tightly together. The next moment, a soft tongue tentatively probed into her lips and teeth.
It was a great taboo in the Celestial Realm for a master and disciple to be intimate.
Her master was a man of self - restraint and propriety. How could he do such a thing?
Yaohua tightly closed her mouth and pushed him away forcefully.
"Who are you!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, a faint sadness appeared in the eyes of the "master" in front of her, just like her master's compassionate look in the past.
But Yaohua wasn't deceived anymore. She gathered the Phoenix Fire in her palm and stared directly at him.
The "master" opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something. Yaohua stepped forward, and a blinding light suddenly flashed.
Yaohua frowned tightly. She didn't open her eyes until the light had faded.
Above her head was the clumsily carved pattern of phoenix flowers by her father and brothers. A corner of the red bed curtain was lifted, and the sunlight from outside just shone in - no wonder it was a bit blinding.
Yaohua was speechless for a moment. She raised her eyes and stared blankly at the bed curtain.
Outside the door, her brothers were making a ruckus. Yaohua didn't know what they were talking about, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.
It had been three months since she returned to Mount Danxue, but she still hadn't heard any news about her master.
She wondered if her master had woken up, if his injuries had healed, if his cultivation had recovered, and if he had thought about her.
Yaohua felt a twinge of pain in her heart. At this moment, there came a soft sound of footsteps from outside.
"Yaoyao, are you awake?"
It was the voice of her sixth brother, Mo Qing.
Yaohua replied and then got out of bed after putting on her clothes.
The missing brothers had already returned to the clan. Except for the blind second brother and the fourth brother with a severed arm, the remaining brothers were all relatively lucky.
"Yaoyao, the sorghum and sesame seeds you planted a few days ago have germinated. Do you want to go and have a look?"
The sorghum and sesame seeds were all brought out from the Divine Tomb by her. Yaohua was in a low mood. The little yellow chicken was still trapped in the Divine Tomb, and she hadn't had the chance to tell her master about it.
Thinking of this, an idea came to her mind. Why not take this opportunity to look for her master?
While thinking, she had already paced to the field with her brothers.
To grow crops, the clan had specially opened up a mountain peak. Arrays were set up on the top and at the foot of the mountain to prevent any accidents.
At this time, the newly germinated crops were a lush green, looking in good growth. Yaohua's slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
"Yaoyao is here too. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
As soon as she straightened up, her father looked over from the other side.
Although he was talking to Yaohua, his eyes were unhappily looking at her brothers. "It must be you rascals who went to disturb your sister!"
As he spoke, his big hand like a palm - leaf fan swatted over. The brothers were yelping and running around.
"Father, we didn't disturb Yaoyao! She woke up by herself!"
"Yes, father is being too partial!"
Yaohua couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Father, don't make things difficult for the brothers. I really woke up by myself!"
Qingcang then stopped.
He paced up to Yaohua, looking a bit embarrassed. After a long while, he stammered and spoke.
"Yaoyao, father wants to discuss something with you. We should distribute these seedlings to other remaining clans. The Divine Fire almost destroyed all the crops. Our Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan are the leaders of the remaining clans. We should take care of them. But these seedlings are yours, so father wants to ask for your opinion."
"Of course it's okay. Father can decide everything."
When she took out the seeds back then, Yaohua said that she had accidentally obtained them from the Divine Tomb. So Qingcang didn't have any doubts at all. After all, Yaohua had offended the God - Lord precisely because she had stolen the key to the Divine Tomb and entered it privately.
"That's great. Father thanks Yaoyao on behalf of those remaining clans without food."
Yaohua couldn't help but smile. "Father, you're the leader of the clan. You really don't need to tell me about this kind of thing in the future."
Anyway, she only provided the seeds. Her father and brothers had contributed the most to making the seeds take root and germinate.
"By the way, Yaoyao, father heard last night that the Divine God has woken up." He lowered his voice mysteriously. "How about father taking you to the Celestial Realm to have a look?"
Yaohua opened her eyes in surprise. "Father, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the God - Lord and being blamed?"
Qingcang had long been dissatisfied with the God - Lord. Hearing Yaohua's words, he sneered. "What's there to be afraid of? You're my daughter. I'll always be on your side."
In Qingcang's opinion, no matter what crime Yaohua committed, she didn't deserve to die. But the God - Lord insisted on putting Yaohua to death. So he had long had complaints about the God - Lord.
"If you're afraid, I'll submit a memorial and find an excuse to invite the Divine God here. How about that?"
"Really?"
Yaohua suddenly remembered that dream. Her heart started pounding like a drum, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Of course. The God - Lord just doesn't allow you to go to the Celestial Realm. He doesn't forbid you from seeing the Divine God." Qingcang said. Suddenly, he felt a bit strange. "Yaoyao, why is your face so red?"