The rare truth about Wen Yu.
Looking at the wilted Yan Li in his hand, he finally took pity on her and let go, saying against his conscience, "Actually... there's still hope for you."
Reaching the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm is already something many of his peers envy.
However, Yan Li, who was released, was completely unprepared. The moment she landed, her mind was still blank, and her legs were still numb. She fell directly at Wen Yu's feet.
At this moment, Ye Ning, who originally thought they should all escape, brought along Feng, a servant who also served as an elder in charge of the Discipline Hall, hoping that he could save Yan Li's life.
Unexpectedly, the two witnessed an incredibly shocking scene as soon as they arrived at the scene.
Yan Li, whose frail figure evoked pity just by looking at him, was now lying at the feet of their sect leader, and their usually aloof sect leader was actually uttering such tender words.
Is there any hope?
Was it coercion?
Could it be that this sect leader, who is free from desires and wants, has suddenly developed worldly thoughts?
Or is there something wrong with her health, and she's about to die?
My scalp is so itchy, I feel like it's growing a brain.
In short, their timing seemed off. After exchanging a glance, the elder and Ye Ning both read the answer to retreat in each other's eyes.
The elder didn't even dare to look at Yan Li again before turning around and flying away on his sword once more.
As for Ye Ning, before leaving, she glanced at Yan Li, who was lying on the ground, and all the guilt she had left vanished.
Sister, good luck to you. She has really done her best to build the best connections.
If she went any higher, even if she shamelessly fawned over someone, they wouldn't even glance at her.
Wen Yu watched this scene with mixed feelings, then looked down at Yan Li, who was rubbing his calf. For a moment, she couldn't tell if it was real or fake.
He had indeed spent many years alone on the mountaintop, but he wasn't stupid. The emotion in that man's eyes just now clearly indicated that he felt there was something between him and the person lying on the ground.
If it's true, he really admires her acting skills.
"Really? Master, can I really become an immortal?" Coming back to her senses, Yan Li grabbed Wen Yu's sleeve as if she had grasped a lifeline, her eyes immediately lighting up.
She couldn't even wait to stand up before eagerly asking Wen Yu for confirmation.
Wen Yu: "..."
Although the lightning couldn't harm him or even strike him, it was still hard to tell such a lie.
It's already a miracle that Yan Li's aptitude has allowed her to cultivate to the Golden Core stage. If she could receive a large amount of spiritual herbs and stones to assist her, she might be able to make further progress.
But becoming an immortal is impossible.
His silence was like a heavy slap across Yan Li's face. Seeing Wen Yu remain silent for a long time, Yan Li's bright eyes began to dim.
Neuropathy.
He takes advantage of his high level of cultivation to make fun of a good-for-nothing like her.
On the surface, Yan Li appears timid and weak, but inwardly, she strikes with deadly force.
"Is becoming an immortal really that good?" Wen Yu looked at Yan Li's dejected expression and finally couldn't help but bend down and half-squat in front of Yan Li.
The big boss definitely can't figure it out.
Just like someone saying they don't like money.
At this moment, Yan Li had already sat up. Caught off guard, they met eyes. Even though the other person wasn't twisting her neck, she didn't dare to move away even an inch.
His eyes, as black as ink, were deep and unfathomable. Even though his body was still in the mortal world, he seemed to lack any human warmth.
It's like a puppet, without any real inner self or soul, just an empty shell.
The next moment, the little voice in Yan Li's heart shook its head frantically, suppressing all the outrageous thoughts in its mind, its fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of its skirt, "Does Master not want to become an immortal?"
But as soon as she finished speaking, she realized that she had said something pointless.
How could she forget that this was a powerful figure who had dispelled several ascension tribulations?
If he wanted to become an immortal, he probably would have flown away long ago.
"I don't want to." Sure enough, Wen Yu gave Yan Li his answer shortly after. Looking at the dazed Yan Li, he didn't know why, but his heart softened.
"If you really wish, from today onwards, your master can guide you in your cultivation."
"But how far you end up depends on your own destiny."
Yan Li: Is there really such a good thing? Could it be that her mission is about to take a turn for the better today?
She wished she could kowtow to Wen Yu on the spot.
Indeed, a good master is like a second parent to a cultivator.
But before her head could hit the ground, his hand came down first, gripping her neck once more.
…＊…
Yan Li was still in a daze when she was thrown into the ice water.
Just as she was about to climb up, Wen Yu stood by the cold pool and said, "If you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, then you don't need to keep thinking about becoming an immortal."
Upon hearing this, Yan Li, who was about to climb up, paused and shrank back into the water. When she tried to circulate her spiritual energy because she was freezing, she discovered that her spiritual energy had been sealed by this person.
But Yan Li felt that she should not only have her spiritual power sealed, but also be insane.
The water was truly cold, chilling to the bone. She thought that Wen Yu would leave after abandoning her here.
He was surprisingly responsible and sat down to wait for her.
But what does he want from her?
A brief moment later, Yan Li no longer wanted to think about the question. She felt a bone-chilling cold freeze her thoughts, and when she looked at Wen Yu, she was momentarily dazed.
“Yan Li,” Wen Yu, who was meditating, slowly raised her eyes and looked at Yan Li, who was shivering in the cold pool, her brows furrowing slightly: “Calm down.”
The water in the icy pool is made of millennia-old ice; without cultivation, an ordinary person wouldn't even last the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Perhaps it won't be long before she gives up on her own.
He couldn't help but scoff inwardly. What's so great about becoming an immortal? Why make people so stubborn? Wouldn't it be better to stay? Isn't there anything in this mortal world that she could cherish?
'What if she doesn't give up?'
'Wouldn't it be better to keep her by your side? Besides, she's only taking advantage of your kindness without expecting anything in return, not even a little bit. Why don't you go and get what you want yourself?'
'Do you really expect her to bring it up herself?'
A moment later, the voice in Wen Yu's heart grew louder and louder. He silently made a hand seal to suppress the crazy thoughts surging in his heart, and looked at the pool again.
But Yan Li was still struggling to persevere.
Commendable resilience.
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