Yan Li shook her head, looking at Jiang Fan in front of her with a somewhat complicated feeling. In fact, her memory was excellent.

Therefore, without those people reminding her, she could remember all the good deeds Jiang Fan had done, even vividly recalling them.

However, in major sects, the phenomenon of the strong bullying the weak is commonplace. If she insists on saying that Jiang Fan did something wrong...

Then you can only blame him for being too strong and yourself for being too weak.

Therefore, before her strength can affect him, Yan Li will not take the initiative to break the ice, and may even continue to pretend.

On the hilltop, the two stood facing each other.

I don't know how much time has passed.

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Yan, I forgot for a moment. You are still in the Nascent Soul stage."

Jiang Fan looked at Yan Li, whose mouth was bleeding from being forced, his pupils contracted, and his brows furrowed, showing a hint of annoyance, as if it really wasn't intentional.

Yan Li: ...

She took a half step back and raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Feel sorry?

Did he really forget, or was he trying to warn her?

Having seen through the inherent flaws of these people, Yan Li couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

There aren't that many accidents.

If she hadn't been so severely suppressed by the killing formation just now, she really would have liked to give it a try.

Unfortunately, this was the closest she ever came to completing a mission.

She didn't want to take a desperate path unless absolutely necessary.

"Senior Brother Jiang, there's no need to blame yourself. I am extremely grateful to Senior Brother Jiang for helping me escape this predicament today."

She looked at Jiang Fan in front of her, her gaze calm and unaffected by the series of events. She slightly raised her hand and bowed.

In an instant, Jiang Fan noticed a faint fragrance in the air. Looking at Yan Li, who was feigning ignorance, his eyes darkened slightly, and he chuckled softly, "Junior Sister Yan, you're too kind."

This little bit of poison won't bring him down.

The path of cultivation is a lonely one for him and for countless others.

Jiang Fan originally thought he was different from the millions of other cultivators and could suppress his restless heart, but after seeing Yan Li repeatedly, he became increasingly unable to control himself.

He didn't seem satisfied with her only remembering him.

Just as the disciple said, he was despicable, wanting both to destroy her and to possess her.

What he wanted to remember was a memory ingrained in his very bones, a memory so profoundly etched into his soul that she could never forget him, even in reincarnation.

Jiang Fan never imagined that his thoughts today would come true, albeit in a different way.

These few words did not gain Yan Li's trust; she did not believe that Jiang Fan was truly without ulterior motives.

Sure enough, before Yan Li could offer any more pleasantries, Jiang Fan took the initiative to speak.

“After all, it’s not like I don’t want anything in return.” Jiang Fan’s words were straightforward, seemingly joking, but also blatantly probing: “Junior Sister Yan, thanking me is a bit too early.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Li paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "I wonder what Senior Brother Jiang desires?"

She simply couldn't understand what she had that made Jiang Fan care about her.

However, the next second,

"Would you be willing to be my Daoist partner?" After Jiang Fan finished speaking, his heart suddenly began to race uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but look at Yan Li in front of him with some nervousness.

Will she refuse?

Wouldn't you think he's taking advantage of a favor?

Upon hearing this, Yan Li was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning (●—●).

What does he want?

Daoist partners?

It would be better to just kill her!

"Senior Brother Jiang is joking." Yan Li chuckled dryly, his eyes beginning to dart away.

"I'm not joking." Jiang Fan frowned, and without the slightest hesitation confirmed again: "Yan Li, I'm serious, I want to be your Daoist partner!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Li lowered his eyes and stared at the ground for a while before saying, "I'm afraid I'm sorry to have offended you, Senior Brother. I only have respect for Senior Brother Jiang and have no other intentions."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan was only momentarily stunned. Unwilling to give up, he took another step closer to Yan Li, as if he had lost his mind, wanting to grab Yan Li's hand, or something else:

"I can assure you that no one will bully you again in the future. I will always protect you. We can cultivate together, overcome tribulations, and ascend to immortality. Wouldn't that be better?"

He didn't understand why Yan Li refused so decisively.

Does she really have no thoughts at all?

Even if it wasn't for love, wasn't she afraid he would become angry and embarrassed...

Just then, Yan Li took several steps back, dodging in time, and raised her eyes again: "But even if we don't become Daoist partners, we can still cultivate together, undergo tribulations, and ascend to immortality."

Jiang Fan was slightly taken aback: "You clearly know this wasn't my intention!"

"Yan Li, I love you." Jiang Fan didn't want Yan Li to just let it go like this. "I want to become your cultivation partners."

"Instead of like-minded fellow students."

Cultivation, cultivation, you can cultivate however you like, why reject it?

Yan Li never expected Jiang Fan to have such thoughts. There had never been such a change in so many times before, so she couldn't help but suspect that he was possessed.

It's probably just a case of "peach blossom mania".

Seeing that Yan Li did not respond for a long time, Jiang Fan seemed to have thought of something: "Haven't you always wanted to become an immortal?" As he spoke, he made a hand seal again.

A surge of powerful spiritual energy emanated from him, and his gaze deepened as he looked at Yan Li before him: "It's not just the sect leader who can help you, Yan Li."

"Look at me, I can do it too."

Jiang Fan recalled the conversation between the sect leader and Yan Li that day, and his hazy mind suddenly seemed to clear up.

"He can't give you what you want, and he's even abandoned you on this miscellaneous servant's peak to fend for yourself. Are you still going to be so stubborn?"

Yan Li: ?

Say something.

When did she become so stubborn?

"If you are willing, I will discuss this matter with the sect leader tomorrow."

"The sect leader will definitely agree."

Jiang Fan concluded that Wen Yu had abandoned Yan Li by leaving her at the miscellaneous servants' peak.

For the sect, this was undoubtedly a shameful matter, and the sect leader naturally did not want to spread it around.

At times like these, besides him, who else could she rely on?

If he were to bring up this matter to the sect leader, it would be a relief for the sect leader.

Yan Li smiled, a slight curve to her lips, and asked with perfectly timed questioning, "What good is Master's consent?"

The Heavenly Dao is really getting more and more absurd. It's not enough that it's only concerned about her life; now it's even bringing up dual cultivation.

He was lusting after her body.

Despicable.

"Why didn't it work? Is it because of the elders?" Hearing this, Jiang Fan thought that Yan Li had given in, and couldn't help but continue:

"They won't stand in the way of this marriage. Even if they do, I'll do everything I can to smooth things over and won't make things difficult for you."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes, his gaze becoming even more resolute, as if he wanted to immediately pull her to the sect leader and elders to pour out his heart.

"Senior Brother Jiang, you must have misunderstood. I didn't agree, so what if Master and the elders agreed?" Yan Li chuckled. "Whoever agreed, you can marry them."