Her tears flowed into the depths of his heart.
An inexpressible pain.
But he didn't say a word, only carried her, walking through the forest against the wind for a long time.
Letting the wind dry her tears, disperse the sorrow in her heart, and smooth out her furrowed little features.
The cool breeze was somewhat chilling.
Chu Qianli tightened the outer robe around her, which still held the warm residual heat of Uncle Jiu.
Sitting on Uncle Jiu's shoulders, like a carefree child, she shouted and yelled in the wind.
Finally, they stood at the edge of the cliff, and she screamed until her voice was hoarse.
The sound of the wind accompanied her desperate cries, blowing past in waves, and finally, completely disappearing.
After an unknown amount of time, Chu Qianli rubbed her slightly sore eyes and was surprised to find that her tears had long since dried.
"Uncle Jiu," she lowered her head, swinging her bare feet. "I'm not sad anymore."
"Truly not sad anymore?" What he wanted was not feigned indifference.
"At least, I feel I can pull myself together."
"Really?"
"Really." Chu Qianli nodded vigorously.
"Good."
"Uncle Jiu... Wow! Uncle Jiu, what are you doing?"
Chu Qianli felt her body sink, and she jumped off the cliff with him.
The speed was too fast, and her heart pounded too rapidly, startling her to the point of almost screaming.
This height, it was so terrifying!
But soon, she felt her body sink again, and she landed.
This time, it wasn't fright, but a sense of awe.
"Uncle Jiu, your Qinggong... it's so amazing."
"You can do it too." Feng Dingchu put her down and looked up at the cliff ahead with her.
It wasn't a bottomless chasm, but it stood straight up, appearing quite formidable.
They had actually jumped down from above.
If one wasn't confident in their Qinggong, who would dare? This was something that could kill a person in an instant!
Thinking about it now, the height was truly frightening.
"I... how is that possible?" Chu Qianli looked up at the bright moon above.
The cliff and the moon seemed to merge together, indicating how high the cliff was.
"You have a very powerful true qi within you," Feng Dingchu suddenly said.
Chu Qianli exhaled, feeling helpless. "But I can't control it at all. If I'm not careful, I'll be backlashed, go mad, and die."
Therefore, she rarely dared to provoke that true qi, for doing so would be life-threatening.
"That's because your own cultivation is not deep enough. If your cultivation were profound enough, you could completely harness that true qi for your own use, combining strengths to become a top master."
Chu Qianli stared at him, unblinking.
A top master, who wouldn't want to be one?
But that true qi was simply too powerful; she couldn't even control a tenth of its strength, let alone fully harness it for her own use.
How easy could that be?
"Nothing is impossible in this world."
Feng Dingchu pushed her towards the edge of the cliff. "I'll teach you a set of inner cultivation techniques. Try to climb up."
"Climb up?" Pushed by him, Chu Qianli stumbled, nearly falling.
"Uncle Jiu, I have no strength."
"If you had strength, it wouldn't be called climbing," Feng Dingchu suddenly smiled. "It's precisely because you have no strength that it's called climbing. Since you're no longer sad, let's begin."
His long fingers landed on Chu Qianli's lower back, grabbed her clothes, and he unexpectedly flung her out.
"Girl, repeat after me!"
"Uncle Jiu, I have no strength!"
Chu Qianli was thrown onto the cliff. As soon as her feet landed, they slipped.
Her hands were weak, unable to grasp the protruding rocks.
Before her cry of alarm had even faded, she fell down the cliff.