Chapter 22 - The Fairy Sister
Chapter 22 – The Celestial Maiden
“Celestial being?!”
“She must be a celestial!”
Staring at the ethereal figure descending from the sky, Little Dong and Little Xi spoke in a daze.
She was a woman dressed in a white gown, her skin as pale as snow, her hair as black as silk, and her eyes shining like stars and moon. Wherever her gaze wandered, beauty blossomed.
Little Dong and Little Xi were utterly entranced; never had they seen such a beautiful woman.
The woman smiled gently and asked, “Are you two hurt?”
Hearing her voice, the boys instinctively shook their heads.
She said, “That’s good, then.”
Afterward, she walked to the fallen wild boar, glanced down at it, and remarked, “What a large boar!”
With a wave of her hand, the sword embedded in the boar’s skull flew out on its own, its blade gleaming bright and clean, not even a trace of blood upon it. Even those ignorant of weapons could tell this was no ordinary sword.
The sword circled the woman once, then sank into her palm and vanished.
“Huh?”
Both Little Dong and Little Xi were stunned by this scene. Where had the sword gone?
Little Xi couldn’t help but ask, “Dong, did you see where the sword went?”
Little Dong quickly nudged him, “Shh, don’t talk nonsense!”
But the woman had already heard Little Xi’s question. Smiling, she approached the pair and said, “Do you want to know where my flying sword went?”
The two boys exchanged a look and nodded eagerly.
The woman laughed, “I collected my flying sword into my hand.”
“What?”
Both boys cried out in astonishment. The sword was so long—how could it fit in her hand? Was this celestial maiden deceiving them?
“Ha, you don’t believe me?”
She laughed and extended her delicate, jade-like right hand. As she opened her palm, the flying sword appeared once more in her hand. When she closed her fingers, the sword vanished again.
“It really went into her hand?” Now, their initial skepticism had turned to shock, their young faces filled with disbelief.
The woman stood up and looked past the boys at the mountain bandits behind them.
Unlike the innocence in the children’s eyes, the bandits’ gazes were laced with lasciviousness as they looked at the woman.
Yet, when she looked back at them, both men shuddered and snapped to attention.
After all, the woman before them had just slain a wild boar with ease. They knew they were no match for her.
She snorted coldly and said, “You two are wicked—how dare you push the children toward the boar as shields!”
Hearing this, the bandits