Inside the cave, a beam of white light was reflected on the wall.
Fu Yun's words swirled in Yan Li's mind like a spell as she carefully reviewed every detail of her acquaintance with Wen Shanbai.
Her master was right; he was indeed adept at playing the victim.
Yan Li slowly raised her eyes, only to see that Wen Shanbai, who had been lying next to her, had curled up, hugging his knees with his hands and pressing his back against the wall, looking at her.
Upon seeing her open her eyes, Wen Shanbai seemed to snap out of his daze, quickly lowering his gaze and softly calling out, "Ah Li~"
Looking at the person in front of him, Yan Li's heart clenched painfully.
Well, she's really fallen for him.
Yan Li moved closer to him very proactively, took his hand, and held it tightly, her voice still a little hoarse: "Can't you sleep?"
Wen Shanbai's hand was once again cold, frighteningly so, but Yan Li held it tightly.
Judging from his appearance, he went to soak in that pool again.
Wen Shanbai responded softly, his lowered gaze just enough to see Yan Li's profile and the white fabric beneath her shoulder.
He couldn't help but cough lightly, slowly raising his eyes, but his hand couldn't help but want to touch it.
"If you can't sleep, why not get up and practice your sword?" Yan Li thought for a moment and finally found a way to keep him from thinking too much. "Practice more, and you'll naturally fall asleep when you're tired."
"Don't overthink things."
She was afraid that if he thought about it any longer, he wouldn't just hide in the corner of the bed and grieve in silence, but would instead try to find another way to captivate her.
Yan Li's words made Wen Shanbai pause, his movements halting in mid-air before he slowly withdrew. After a long while, he finally replied:
"I don't want to train anymore."
“Ah Li, in this place, I don’t need to…”
Suddenly, Yan Li raised her hand and covered his mouth. Seeing him stop, she sat up, lifted his chin, and the myriad emotions in her eyes instantly returned to calm:
"Xiaobai, did you hear something?"
Wen Shanbai's gaze didn't waver; he stared at Yan Li for a long time before finally unable to resist slowly moving closer. Just as he was about to kiss her lips, he stopped and tilted his head slightly.
Will Ali listen to him?
Upon hearing this, both of them understood perfectly.
Yan Li: "...No."
"Aren't you afraid that I'm using you, Ali?"
As Wen Shanbai spoke, his hand slowly rose, finally landing on Yan Li's neck, gently pinching it before kissing her.
But this time, it was unlike any of the previous kisses.
He stopped with extreme restraint, then coldly moved downwards, finally biting her shoulder and biting down hard without holding back.
"Perhaps, I'm constantly thinking about how to devour you, how to extract your spiritual power, while you..."
Just as Wen Shanbai was about to continue speaking, Yan Li's hand touched his head, stroking it very gently.
Wen Shanbai paused, and his teeth loosened slightly.
Yan Li didn't take the puppy-like tantrums to heart:
"Little Bai, if you were given a choice, I doubt you would make such a decision to give up a bright future that is within your grasp and turn to the demonic path that everyone hates."
How could cultivators not understand that crooked paths and evil ways cannot last long?
Unless it is something that is known to be impossible but must be done.
But he...
That's far too sensitive.
Even the slightest disturbance was enough to throw him into disarray.
"Ah Li, how can you be so sure that I'm not inherently evil?"
Wen Shanbai smiled but didn't say anything. A smile appeared on his lips where Yan Li couldn't see, and his eyes became much deeper.
Where was the pitiful state that Yan Li had seen?
"Because I believe, Wen Shanbai, I believe in you." Yan Li seemed truly bewitched by love, her mind completely focused on Wen Shanbai.
"No matter what others say, I only believe you. If you killed someone, you must have had your reasons. This abyss does not belong to you, and I will not listen to him and trap you here."
What a beautiful vow.
How come his Ah Li is still so easily fooled?
But if it's evil, why does it need a reason?
Although those people weren't innocent back then, how good could he be?
Just as Wen Shanbai was once again moved and wanted to unleash a combo attack, Yan Li unexpectedly summoned Xuan Shuang again:
"Go practice your swordsmanship."
"Go practice swordsmanship that cannot be defined by others."
Wen Shanbai's smile froze; he could hardly believe what he had just heard, and was about to struggle.
Unexpectedly, Yan Li handed the sword directly to him, her expression serious, "You first need to practice the sword moves I taught you a thousand times."
"We need to let those people know that even if they've entered the demonic path, they can still cultivate immortality. These are all their prejudices!"
Yan Li spoke with utmost seriousness, but she knew very well that the passage to the Immortal Realm had long been closed, and even if Wen Shanbai truly possessed talent, there was no possibility of him becoming an immortal.
Unless he can make it to the next examination in the Celestial Realm.
Wen Shanbai stared at the sword in his hand, then at Yan Li's expectant eyes, completely surprised that things had developed to this point.
But he's not stupid.
Cultivating immortal techniques is acceptable, but to become an immortal, if the heavenly lightning during the tribulation doesn't kill him, it's already a sign of Heaven's benevolence.
But looking at Yan Li in front of him, Wen Shanbai ultimately did not refuse this 'kindness'.
Since she likes it, then he can practice it.
Outside the cave.
To better supervise Wen Shanbai, Yan Li lit a fire, sat down beside him, brewed a pot of tea, and drank it while keeping an eye on him, occasionally giving him instructions on his movements.
Since the last incident, Xuan Shuang has become unruly and now she tries to break free from Wen Shanbai's grasp from time to time.
Wen Shanbai increased his strength, and when he caught a glimpse of the calm and composed Yan Li out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but swallow his bitterness.
He really knows how to make things difficult for himself. He shouldn't have given her a chance to speak; she made everything clear, even the darkest things.
However, Yan Li could easily see through Wen Shanbai's little scheme.
He deliberately went to soak in the cold pool, freezing himself into a pitiful state, and then pitifully leaned in to kiss her, every inch of it perfectly timed.
He even tested her, fearing she might believe her master's words.
But if she's interested, she'll naturally look for herself.
As long as he doesn't have any evil intentions, she's willing to give up just a little bit of spiritual power.
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