"I think I might like a human binder, at least for a time," Sixiang mused. "Of course, I wouldn't really be all that useful, so who knows.
"What do you mean?" Ling Qi asked, Sixiang had the highest cultivation she had seen among disciples and their spirits.
"I am only just third realm myself, the rest was grandmother making sure I could handle trouble on my vacation," Sixiang replied. "Plus, you know, I am a muse. I don't like fighting much."
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Sixiang chuckled. "I can give you some advice if you like."
She raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure that's a good idea.
Sixiang waved a hand dismissively. "No one will hear, besides, even if it's not as much fun, sweet talking is in my realm, gloomy girl."
"Don't call me that," Ling Qi sighed. "I'm not making any promises about following your advice, especially if it's weird."
"Of course," Sixiang replied, lips curling up into a too confident smirk.
She wasn't sure whether to be pleased or disgruntled by the end of the party. Finding out that a literally inhuman fairy was better at small talk with other people than she was stung a little bit.