“Mommy, where are we heading to?” Xiaobao was holding Muyan with one hand and the silly bunny with the other, walking steadily with his small legs. He tightened his small face but still asked that question in the end.

Muyan thought for a moment and picked up her son. Instead of answering Xiaobao perfunctorily because he was too young, she told him in a deep voice, “There was once a group of bad people who bullied mommy before, so now mommy’s going to seek revenge.”

Upon hearing this, Xiaobao’s pink face immediately sent out a thick murderous look. “I won’t let off the bad people who dared to bully you, mommy.”

“Good boy!” Muyan couldn’t help kissing her baby son.

Xiaobao’s face was red, and he was about to ask where those bad people were when Muyan’s eyes suddenly lit up and she put him down.

She stepped forward quickly and pushed aside a bush in front of her, revealing a humble red grass fruit inside.

“A ninth-class Red Fire Fruit!” Muyan exclaimed.

Ninth-class Red Fire Fruits were the best Mystic medicine on Yanwu Continent. They could be used for refining elixirs and other Mystic medicines.

They could be sold at a sky-high price on the market.

“Xiaobao, be on your guard and don’t let anyone disturb mommy, all right?”

The Red Fire Fruit must be picked with its roots entirely. Its effect would be reduced by half if it was damaged throughout the process.

Xiaobao nodded seriously and stood aside obediently with the rabbit.

Time passed by and suddenly, the quiet rabbit in Xiaobao’s arms sniffed and darted out.

Xiaobao was startled and looked up.

He saw that the rabbit didn’t leave and instead, it stood in place and turned to stare at him with its anticipating eyes.

“Mommy said she wanted to eat stir-fried rabbit meat…” Xiaobao murmured and took a few steps toward the rabbit, preparing to grab it back.

But just as he stretched out his hand, the rabbit jumped a little further away.

Then it stopped and continued to look at him.

Xiaobao followed the rabbit like this step by step, and he didn’t notice his mommy’s figure becoming slowly shrouded by the mist, not visible anymore.

When Muyan finished picking the Red Fire Fruit and turned around, she only saw a trace of her son dissipating in the fog.

Her expression changed. Then she ran after the faint figure hurriedly.

…

Deep in the fog, there were two beautiful young girls who were walking together. The older one was in a red dress, and her cool face was mixed with a little bit of nobility.

The younger one wasn’t as pretty as the older one, but she had delicate features and a pair of bright, clear eyes, attracting the attention of passersby.

“Sister Qianxue, I had such a bad day today! Senior Martial Brother finally promised to take me to Forest Mist, but I got separated from him. Luckily I met you; otherwise, I would’ve been torn apart by the beasts.”

Gong Qianxue showed a tender smile. “It’s just a small favor, Sitong. How many times are you going to thank me? Besides, I liked you when I first met you, so I view you as my younger sister and of course I won’t watch you get bullied. Do you dislike me being your sister?”

“No way!” Lin Sitong exclaimed. “You’re the youngest Sky Level warrior on Yanwu Continent; I worship you! Being your sister is like a dream for me!”

Lin Sitong spoke more and more excitedly, and the way she looked at Gong Qianxue also became more and more adoring. She reached out and took Gong Qianxue’s arm, walking beside her happily.

A touch of impatience acrossed Gong Qianxue’s eyes, and she quietly pulled her arm out of Lin Sitong’s hand.

But on the surface, she continued pretending to be an intimate sister and as she talked to Lin Sitong gently.