Unknowingly, she walked to her master's Seven Stars Peak and could not help but walk towards her master's cave abode.
"Ling'er is here. What happened to you?"
An old woman with white hair sat quietly on the bluestone, her turbid eyes looking at Huo Ling'er.
"Master, I... I was struck by a blow."
Huo Ling'er hurriedly ran in front of the old woman and threw herself into her arms, beginning to recount the process of accepting a disciple.
After listening to the entire process, the old woman smiled and stroked Huo Ling'er's hair as she consoled her.
"So that's how it is. This is a good thing. Our Seven Stars Sect will only become more and more prosperous with such a disciple. At the same time, it will also temper your soul..."
"Your growth speed is too fast. You have always been cultivating in the sect and have almost never experienced any hardships. In fact, your soul is like a piece of white paper..."