Outside the formation, Baili Changhuan stood on tiptoe anxiously to look inside. "What's going on? Why can't I see anything? There's no sound either. Xingyun—Xingyun, can you hear me?"

Fairy Fei Miao frowned and looked at him as if he were a fool: "Baili Changhuan."

She is now too lazy to even call him senior brother.

"Even if you scream at the top of your lungs, they won't hear you. Didn't I tell you from the beginning? They will stay in the world created by the Yunlang Chunjingtu and slowly recover. The two worlds don't interfere with each other. Only when the formation dissipates on its own can your voice be heard."

Baili Changhuan was so angry that he was spinning in circles: "Are we just going to sit there and wait? What if something unexpected happens?"

Fairy Fei Miao pointed at herself with one finger: "I, a Jindan, can set up a formation to cause an accident to a Spiritual Transformation Stage cultivator? How much do you think of me?"

During these few days in Yuxu Sect, her good temper was almost worn out.

Having to deal with all kinds of strange little problems from Baili Changhuan every day completely shattered her previous impression of this man.

Who on earth said that Baili Chang Huan Guangfeng was gentle and elegant?

Those people who have ten layers of filters on their minds should really come and see for themselves what it means to be a mad dog.

She finally understood why Baili Changhuan had been able to live safely under Sect Master Yan for so long.

"Well, there are always unexpected things. Isn't he stupid now? He has such a high level of cultivation but he doesn't know how to use it. Besides, there is also Gu Xingyun. You don't know, my little nephew is very weak."

Baili Changhuan explained awkwardly.

Fairy Fei Miao forced a smile and didn't want to say anything more to him.

She was so tired that she decided to go back to her Yuehua Pavilion as soon as Sect Master Yan woke up. She also had to collect a bunch of good things from the Yuxu Sect and bring them back as compensation for her mental damage!

Baili Changhuan walked around a few times, making sure that he could not see the situation inside at all. Then he reluctantly walked to Fairy Fei Miao and sat down, still mumbling something.

Fairy Fei Miao turned to look at him, her chin supported by one hand, her face full of curiosity: "Baili Changhuan, I heard that you and Sect Master Yan have always been at odds. Why are you so worried about him?"

"Who's worried about him? Who did you hear say we don't get along?"

Baili Changhuan is stubborn.

"Do I need to hear it from someone else? The affairs of your Yuxu Sect are not secrets. I just attended an immortal sect conference, and I even know such small details as how when you were eighteen, Yan Huailiu ripped your pants in public and threw you to the back mountain, and you were scared to tears by a monster... What are you looking at me for? It was the Palace Master of Xuanyue Palace who told me."

Fairy Fei Miao quickly gave away the person who delivered the message.

Baili Changhuan cursed a few times and pretended to be calm: "It's all fake, don't believe it."

Who is so talkative?

How did Yan Huailiu become the sect leader!

Don’t you know to set some rules and stop these little disciples from talking nonsense?

"Oh, so I'm curious. He bullied you so much before, why are you still so worried about him? Why can't you sleep for several days in a row because of him?"

When Fairy Fei Miao encounters something she doesn't understand, she will ask for clarification.

Baili Changhuan looked at the Yunlang Spring Scenery painting floating in the formation, his eyes a little dazed. "Senior Brother... he's actually not that bad. The situation is quite complicated... Besides, it's not certain who will bully whom. We are evenly matched. If he really had the ability to bully me, would he have let me live safely in Wuya Peak for so many years?"

He quickly changed the subject.

Fairy Fei Miao didn't continue to pester her, and agreed with a smile: "Then you are quite amazing."

"That's right. Anyway, he's too proud to suppress me openly. I'll do what I have to do. This is my home. I can live the way I want. I'll piss him off to death!"

Baili Changhuan was quite proud, but his eyes were a little more lonely, and his voice was much softer: "My master said, this is my home."

Fairy Fei Miao didn't say anything else and withdrew her gaze from him, not wanting to disturb his emotions.

Inside the formation.

Yan Huailiu decisively used a barrier to help Gu Xingyun block the oppressive feeling brought by the formation. He was relieved only after confirming that his apprentice's face was not that ugly.

He himself felt quite comfortable. The light falling on his body did not cause any discomfort. He could feel the warmth from body to soul.

Yan Huailiu couldn't help but reach out to touch the peach branch in the painting, but he didn't expect to be really grabbed by him.

It's so real that it seems to exist.

The flowers and leaves danced around him, as if they were playing with him.

Yan Huailiu held Gu Xingyun with one hand and touched the spiritual power on the flowers and leaves with the other.

Gu Xingyun was stunned. After a long while, he finally uttered, "Master, am I really that weak?"

So weak that he needs the Master's protection.

Yan Huailiu came back to his senses and immediately denied it: "You are not weak, you just started practicing late."

"I feel like I can never catch up with Master..." Although Gu Xingyun was smiling, his eyes were extremely lonely: "I originally wanted to come in to accompany Master and protect him, but I didn't expect that I would need Master to protect me. Am I stupid?"

Yan Huailiu held his face with both hands, his expression serious: "You are not stupid, Gu Xingyun, you are the smartest person I have ever met. You are not allowed to doubt yourself, understand?"

How could he be stupid?

Even after being suppressed to that extent, he was still able to learn to fly with a sword by relying on the instructions of others. After turning evil, his cultivation level was unmatched in just a few years. He started later than others but ended up better than others. Who dares to say that Gu Xingyun is stupid?

Yan Huailiu did not give up his mission, but had changed his original idea.

He decided to truly put himself in the role of the master and train these disciples, especially Gu Xingyun, to become the top figures in the world of cultivation.

That way, when you leave, you won't feel too guilty.

No matter what the outcome is, at least these disciples have the capital to make a living.

At this time, the first thing to do is to build the apprentice's self-confidence.

Yan Huailiu took a deep breath and reiterated: "As long as you practice diligently, you will definitely catch up with me."

Gu Xingyun held his hand, his eyes full of anticipation: "Really? As long as I practice hard, I can... catch up with Master?"

"Well, really, you are very smart and you will definitely learn it quickly."

Gu Xingyun lowered his eyebrows, staring at the slender elbow and muttering to himself: "Then, do I have a chance to protect Master?"

He didn't want to hide behind Yan Huailiu anymore. Although it felt good to be protected by his master, he didn't have the initiative, and he felt... uncomfortable.

Yan Huailiu was very cooperative: "Yes, haven't you already done that? Didn't you protect me during those days when I wasn't thinking straight?"

"That's not protection... at best, it's taking advantage of someone's misfortune..."

Gu Xingyun's voice was very soft, almost a whisper.

The petals wrapped in spiritual energy happened to hit Yan Huailiu's face, causing him to be distracted for a moment and not hear what Gu Xingyun said. After the petals were picked off, he asked again.

"What did you say?"

Gu Xingyun looked up at the gradually shrinking Yunlang Spring Scenery Picture and said with a smile: "I said, the formation seems to be disappearing."