She could no longer afford the courtyard previously arranged for her by the Formless Divine Sect, and had to move to a small single room on the mountain to save silver coins.
Ironically, this room, with a space of less than one zhang, had become her only shelter in this world.
Apart from this, no other place allowed her peace of mind.
Qin Xiyang entered the room and collapsed onto the ground, staring blankly.
After a long time, she let out a self-deprecating chuckle.
Does fate watch over us still?
The question is, what must she do to make her sister see her?
Qin Xiyang forced herself to collect her thoughts, picked up a pile of blue jade stones beside her, and began polishing them meticulously.
This was a task she had taken from the sect's Heavenly Artifact Institute, polishing the artifact embryos for the artifact masters there.
Unable to go out and complete tasks, or hunt Giant Spirit demons, this was her only source of income.
