Chapter 169

"The Immortal Sect Competition will be held in ten years. Knowing Old Man Lingxiao's personality, he will definitely let Baili Han participate. At that time..."

A ruthless glint flashed across Xiao Xuxianjun's face.

Xuanming understood immediately and cupped his hands in greeting: "Master, rest assured, leave it to your disciple."

"Let's just bear with it for the next few years and let them enjoy their glory for now."

"I understand, disciple."

Immortal Lord Xiao Xu thought for a moment, "If necessary, we can use Duan Tianyi as bait."

Xuanming agreed without hesitation.

Duan Tianyi: "!!!"

Am I the female lead in this angst novel?!

...

Baili Han was unaware of the schemes of Immortal Lord Xiao Xu and his disciples, but he knew they wouldn't let him go.

But so what?

They want to die, can Baili Han refuse?

However, Baili Han didn't have time to deal with them right now.

The young master's wife is sick again!

She waited for him outside the Sword Tomb for a month, and then, terrified by his tribulation and the emergence of demons, she fell ill the very next day.

Wen Xin was also convinced of her own delicate body.

She did nothing, just stood in a safe place and watched the whole thing, and that made her sick?

If she were to brandish her sword, wouldn't she die on the spot?

Oh, not that's not impossible. Last time, didn't they just draw two talismans and the person disappeared?

Wen Xin: "..."

Even Lin Daiyu wasn't this exaggerated!

Speechless!

Baili Han felt extremely guilty and took all the blame upon himself, believing that he had failed to take good care of her.

Wen Xin leaned against the bed, looked out the window. The moon was already high in the sky. Then she looked at the white-clad boy who was still guarding her bedside, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with a hint of helplessness.

These past few days, he's been staying here as if he's never moved.

He took care of her personally during the day and sat by her bedside at night to watch over her.

"Little apprentice, I'm fine. You should go back and rest."

Baili Han paused in wiping her hands, his thin lips pursed slightly, "Did I make things difficult for my junior mistress?"

Wen Xin quickly said, "How could that be? It's just that you haven't gone back to rest. Can your body handle it?"

Baili Han's expression softened. "Has my junior sister forgotten that I'm already at the Golden Core stage?"

After reaching the Core Formation stage, a cultivator can completely abstain from grains. Moreover, with his demonic bones, sleeping is unnecessary for him.

Wen Xin said, "Even those in the Golden Core stage can't go without rest forever. Look at you, you have dark circles under your eyes!"

Baili Han: "..."

Dark circles under the eyes?

What is it?

Has he become ugly?

The young man nearly went berserk.

If he becomes ugly, how will he seduce his junior master's wife?

Seeing the boy's tense expression, as if facing a formidable enemy, Wen Xin chuckled and hooked her jade-like fingers around his, "Just kidding."

How could a cultivator with spiritual energy tempering their body possibly have dark circles under their eyes?

They're not those evil cultivators who practice strange and unusual techniques.

Baili Han gazed at her smiling face, then took her soft hand in his. "Don't worry, little master's wife, I won't let myself become ugly."

Wen Xin: "Huh?"

So my little apprentice is this vain?

Baili Han said in a serious tone, "If I become ugly, my junior wife won't like me anymore."

Wen Xin blushed deeply at his words, "I... I didn't?"

Baili Han's smile deepened as he smoothed a strand of hair that had fallen onto her cheek. "It's late, little master's wife, go to sleep."

Wen Xin looked at him with teary eyes, "Aren't you tired?"

Inside the dormitory, the glass lanterns emitted a warm glow, adding a touch of warmth to the boy's face, which was as white as ice and snow, while his clear, cool voice was filled with tenderness and gentleness.

"I never feel tired when I'm taking care of my junior master's wife."

Wen Xin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her earlobes turned red.

She didn't say it, but with him by her side, she felt safe and happy.

She was no longer alone in silently enduring the torment of her illness in the dead of night.

When she was little, she often cried because she didn't know how to endure the pain. Her great-grandfather would be very sad every time and stay with her through night after night.

Later, not wanting to cause the old man any more pain, she learned to hide her own suffering and comfort her great-grandfather, telling him that she was fine and everything was alright.

Her great-grandfather bore the safety of the Qingxiao Sect and even the entire cultivation world on his shoulders, and she truly couldn't bear to see him frowning every day because of her.

As she grew up, even though she was suffering from illness, she could still smile. Even if her smile was pale, it was enough to give her loved ones who cared about her some comfort.

Little did she expect that, years later, someone would be watching over her during the long night.

The girl murmured, "Little apprentice, you're so kind."

Baili Han raised his hand, and the glass lantern dimmed. In the darkness, he finally dared to openly reveal his feelings and desire for her.

The boy's voice was slightly hoarse, "How good?"

Wen Xin, still half asleep, murmured, "Besides Great-Grandpa, you're the best."

Baili Han chuckled softly. "Hmm, she didn't mention Duan Tianyi, that's good."

As for being ranked after the Supreme Elder?

It's alright. The Supreme Elder will ascend to the Upper Realm in a hundred or two hundred years. At that time, he will be her only one.

Don't argue with the elderly!

Supreme Elder: I should thank you.

...

During Wen Xin's illness, Baili Han stayed by her side almost every step of the way until she gradually recovered.

However, she was somewhat worried about Baili Han's cultivation progress.

He had just formed his core and hadn't gone into seclusion to consolidate his cultivation. Wen Xin was worried that his realm was unstable, so after her health improved, she persuaded him to go into seclusion to cultivate.

Baili Han stared at her with a deep, unsettling gaze.

Wen Xin: "???"

Baili Han: "Little Master's wife, do you only care about my cultivation level and not me?"

Wen Xin: "..." No, I didn't!

Under his gaze, she bit her lip lightly, "If I didn't care about you, why would I care about your cultivation level?"

The young man was satisfied. "As expected, my junior wife cares about me the most."

Wen Xin remained silent: Well, whatever makes you happy!

"By the way, what are you going to do with the alchemy furnace?"

Wen Xin saw that he had pulled out a pill furnace and asked curiously.

Baili Han held a fire talisman between his fingers. "I've been researching alchemy lately."

A question mark slowly appeared above Wen Xin's head.

What is the young apprentice saying?

Alchemy?

He's a sword cultivator (a demonic being), yet he's into alchemy?

Seriously?

Baili Han raised his hand and put many spiritual herbs into the alchemy furnace. He then began to refine pills by forming hand seals, showing her with his actions that he was serious!

Wen Xin: "???"

Before long, the alchemy furnace began to vibrate with a buzzing sound. Wen Xin was startled, thinking that the furnace was about to explode, and quickly took out a defensive magical artifact to cover the two of them.

Baili Han glanced at her, made a hand seal to collect the pill, and as the lid of the pill furnace rose, a rich medicinal fragrance filled the room.

Several elixirs flew out.

Baili Han casually grabbed the ten pills in his palm. Only two of them were of the highest quality. His brows furrowed so deeply they could have crushed an ant.