Small Seed

"Is that golden particle her soul fragment?" Duan Yixin asked with a hint of surprise in her voice.

Heavenly Dao nodded, "Yes."

Duan Yixin was silent for a long time and asked, "Is there no way we can help her?"

Sensing a trace of sadness in her voice, Heavenly Dao's lips curved. He reached out to pat Duan Yixin's head gently and said, "As he said, you are really a gentle soul."

Duan Yixin looked at him with doubtful eyes, and Heavenly Dao rubbed the top of her head. Seeing her confused expression, he smiled and took back his hand.

He then said, "I have a way to save her, but you need to return to your original world to do that. Also, you may never have the chance to see Xuan Ruiquan again. Will you help this poor soul?"

Duan Yixin lowered her eyes, and her clear eyes were full of sadness. After a long silence, she smiled and raised her eyes.

"Yes."