What are the essentials of being a little fairy? Exceptional talent? A haughty, elegant air? Flowing fairy robes? A cute pet by her side? And, most importantly, handsome male cultivators flocking around her? Sorry, Jiuxiang has none of those. She has no talent to coast on, but she can act cute if she lacks an ethereal aura. When she sits quietly in her pretty-girl pose, at least her skirt is white. Even the mechanical puppets she makes herself sometimes act adorable. As for male cultivators... Jiuxiang glanced at the man beside her, who was watching (keeping an eye on) her. He smiled faintly. “What, do you want to fall in love with your senior brother, your master, the great villain, or even the Immortal Emperor? I can play any of those roles.”
