บท 92: Chapter Eighty-Six: The Cause

The crimson afterglow filled the sky, dazzlingly beautiful as it scattered across the ice crystal coating, reflected in her dark pupils.

Xu Yuan fell silent for two seconds before continuing to ask softly,

"Are there other reasons?"

"Other reasons?" Ran Qingmo queried.

"Reasons for wanting to protect the Sect, like for the Sect itself, or for your fellow disciples?"

Ran Qingmo's beautiful eyes looked somewhat puzzled as they flitted about,

"Fellow disciples?"

After a brief recollection, she gently shook her head,

"I've always been on Tianfeng Mountain, seldom seeing them."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan seemed to realize something, his gaze growing increasingly strange as he asked,

"Ran Qingmo, how have you lived from childhood until now?"

Ran Qingmo's reply was very simple,

"Cultivating."

"And besides cultivating?"

"Practicing swordplay."

"Besides practicing swordplay?"

"Hmm... Before, there was also sleeping and eating."

"Anything else?"