At the foot of the mountain, Ye Ning, who had received the message, waited with a solemn expression. When she saw Yan Li approaching, she grabbed her 1.5-meter-long spirit sword and put her arm around Yan Li's neck.
"Sister, tell me the truth, is there something more to your relationship with the sect leader?"
The abrupt ending, though perfectly timed, left Yan Li filled with doubt. "What do you mean?" she asked seriously, stopping abruptly and looking at Ye Ning's gossipy eyes.
At this moment, Ye Ning, who was holding Yan Li at close range, had already been captivated by her.
Even though she had seen this face hidden under magic before, she still found herself occasionally distracted and even unable to resist the urge to get closer.
Yet it is so naive as to border on obsessive.
He wanted to showcase his strength by competing with her, like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, so that she would remember him.
Ye Ning blushed, "...Well, it's about your relationship with the sect leader. This is the first time in so many years that the sect leader has accepted a disciple, and it's a female disciple at that."
"Isn't there anything else between you two?"
She didn't dare to raise her voice too much, but as she leaned close to Yan Li's ear and looked at her smooth, jade-like skin, the urge to fight in her heart intensified.
No, I must hold back and not act rashly, or I'll scare her away again.
Ye Ning admonished herself in her heart.
"You really have wild ideas." Yan Li didn't like being hugged, and after hearing these suggestive words, she pulled her hand away from her neck.
"Besides being master and disciple, what other relationship do you want between me and my master?"
"You may not care about your life, but I still want to live."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ning's face immediately stopped blushing, but her mind began to replay the scene of Yan Li kneeling at Wen Yu's feet that day.
Could it be a misunderstanding?
Then why did the sect leader tell Yan Li that day that she could still be saved?
"But the Immortal Venerable treats you very specially." Ye Ning was still unwilling to give up.
This was the first time in all these years that she had seen the sect leader with such an expression; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that his eyes were full of tenderness.
However, this seems quite normal. After returning last time, she sought out several of her fellow disciples who had surrounded Yan Li that day, and received the same answer as her, wanting her to remember them.
Among the many methods of cultivation and fighting within sects, this is the only one that leaves a lasting impression.
Otherwise, why do people always like to say "thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river"? Just one fight, and people will remember it for sixty years. What an easy way to make things go wrong.
Yan Li couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
hehe.
"It is quite special, that's why I was kicked out." Yan Li spread his hands, looked at Ye Ning, and didn't hide anything.
After all, who knows, something even more awkward might happen soon, such as him removing her from his position.
If she takes the initiative to be more honest now, it might reduce the awkwardness.
Ye Ning was not so easily fooled. Looking at Yan Li, whose spiritual power seemed to have increased considerably, she suddenly had a very reasonable but somewhat absurd idea.
Could it be that Master had feelings for Yan Li, but was rejected and ended up getting angry?
She looked up at Yan Li, only to find her expression calm, as if she wasn't the one who had been forced to leave.
However, the two were unaware that Wen Yu, a Nascent Soul stage expert, was himself a powerful eavesdropping device, capable of hearing conversations anytime, anywhere, whenever he wished.
He was indifferent to the world and disdained to do such petty and despicable things.
This time, however, he overheard the entire conversation between Yan Li and Ye Ning.
He only wanted her to go down the mountain to avoid trouble, but in her eyes, he was actually driving her down the mountain.
Or was she simply trying to obtain the method to become an immortal from him, and because he stopped guiding her, she was so eager to break off her relationship with him, even unwilling to let others have the slightest misunderstanding?
If that's the case, then she's being far too hasty.
In this world, he is the only Nascent Soul stage cultivator left who needs to undergo tribulation.
If she really wanted to ask someone for advice, given her natural talent and cultivation level, no one but him could help her, and no one would dare to make such a boast.
Becoming an immortal, becoming an immortal, what's so good about becoming an immortal?
Who is up there?
Is there someone she cares about?
Who's really getting impatient?
'So what if they haven't admitted to having an affair with you?'
'I've told you before, keeping her here wouldn't be difficult for you, so why are you making things difficult for yourself?'
'Guessing and guessing, stubborn as a mule!'
absurd.
He simply felt that her mindset was too pragmatic and not conducive to cultivating immortality. Since she was already his disciple, Wen Yu, he had a responsibility to teach her to prevent her from being deceived.
Wen Yu frowned slightly and chanted the incantation again, layer upon layer of magic surrounding him, attempting to completely strip away the inner demons that were disturbing his mind.
But how could the inner demon who could sense the killing intent do as Wen Yu wished?
'Wen Yu, are you in such a hurry to get rid of me because you also want to become an immortal?'
Wen Yu paused, and before the inner demon could rejoice, the spiritual power in his hand, like thousands of dense threads, tightly wrapped around his body.
At the foot of the mountain.
Having gleaned a simple truth from Yan Li's few words, Ye Ning was momentarily at a loss for words to comfort the pitiful girl before her. After a long silence...
"Perhaps Master really is just in seclusion and doesn't mean to look down on you?"
Logically speaking, if it were true, as Yan Li said, that the sect leader disliked her mediocre talent and thus banished her from the mountain, then why did he say those ambiguous words to her before?
Although the sect leader is usually aloof, he doesn't seem like the type to deliberately make fun of his disciples.
Did he really try to coerce Yan Li, only to be rejected?
However, Ye Ning looked at the extra hundred years of cultivation on Yan Li's body and asked, "But Master gave you a hundred years of cultivation, right? Are you sure?"
A hundred years of cultivation, that's a hundred years of cultivation! It can't be made up for simply by taking some elixirs.
It is a full century.
If being disliked could bring such good compensation, she would accept it, and even want to be disliked a few more times.
But Ye Ning wasn't stupid.
Naturally, they wouldn't actually believe Yan Li's excuse.
Yan Li: "..."
If she had to put it that way, she was honestly a little unsure.
But it's true that she was driven down the mountain!
Wen Yu is not lacking in cultivation over the past hundred years. Given the despicable nature of these people, they might even think that she was ungrateful and that's why she ended up like this.
She is truly miserable.
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