"We are the only ones who know about Little Yun Xiao's existence, and we must witness history."
The little sprites, eager to see the drama unfold, started pestering their mother again.
"Fine, fine, Mother agrees, you can go."
Si Ye, with a headache from being pestered by the little ones, could only reluctantly smile: "However, you can only watch from the dark, you can't tell Feng Ling the truth, and you must not mention Yun Xiao."
"Alright."
"We know."
"Mother is the best."
The little sprites, having their wish fulfilled, waved their tiny arms in exuberant cheers.
Si Ye smiled, and with a slight movement of her thoughts, sent the adorable little creatures out of the Primordial Orb.
*
Ever since Feng Ling had seen Shengge, he would often have nightmares. In his dreams, he would always find himself in the small village where the Great War of Immortals and Demons took place and fell into the Human Realm, wandering like a ghost around the village.