Chapter 165 The First Disciple Who Wanted to Become an Immortal (32)



That's why everyone says having connections is a good thing.

Above the dome of the main peak, thunderclouds gathered, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Those from the sects who heard the sound couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound, wanting to see who could attract such a tribulation. However, before they could even raise their eyes, they were pressed down by a familiar spiritual force, making it hard for them to breathe.

In an instant, no one dared to look at that spot anymore. They all lowered their heads and scattered, pretending not to see it.

They didn't even dare to utter a single word of discussion.

On the various peaks, several elders who heard the commotion came out, looked towards the main peak, and breathed a sigh of relief after sensing some aura.

It seems she is indeed still alive.

Wen Yu's strength was indeed not to be underestimated. In just a few months, Yan Li's cultivation had entered a new realm.

Fit.

But whether it was Yan Li's imagination or not, since she entered the Integration Realm, her cultivation speed seemed to have slowed down a lot, and she even vaguely felt that her body was more tired than before.

Yan Li subconsciously sat up, only to see Wen Yu sitting cross-legged to the side, her expression completely different from when she was in her bed. She couldn't help but wonder, "You still need to cultivate?"

Haven't they already surpassed the Nascent Soul stage and been able to become immortals at any time?

There's no need to be so diligent.

Even when she wanted to take a break and catch her breath, she felt a strange sense of guilt.

Upon hearing Yan Li's words, Wen Yu slowly opened her eyes and parted her thin lips slightly, "Of course I don't need it."

As he spoke, he smiled at the person in front of him.

“But if Ali wants to do something, I can cooperate.”

Wen Yu's lips curled up slightly, and her eyes held a hint of emotion, unlike her previous calm and still gaze. Instead, they resembled a bottomless lake, a deep pool that seemed to want to drown Yan Li completely.

Yan Li's expression stiffened slightly, and almost instinctively, she said, "No need!"

Knowing that Wen Yu's words implied cooperation was not a matter of innocence, she immediately closed her eyes, regulated her breathing once more, paused, and then deliberately emphasized...

"Let's stick to what we agreed on before."

Perhaps it was because Wen Yu's cultivation level was higher than Yan Li's, but after each encounter, she was always the one who was too exhausted to get up.

If Yan Li's cultivation hadn't been constantly improving, she would have suspected that Wen Yu had been draining her of her essence, rather than her using Wen Yu.

But Yan Li had never seriously studied dual cultivation techniques, and had only practiced dual cultivation with Wen Yu, so he didn't understand the intricacies involved.

When emotions run deep, she can't even tell whether Wen Yu is helping her or simply taking from her.

Wen Yu chuckled upon receiving the answer, but unusually, she didn't get up to flirt with Yan Li. Instead, she raised her eyes and gazed at the person sitting on the bed, etching her completely into her heart.

Once upon a time, Wen Yu didn't understand love and even thought that everything in this world was extremely boring, and even the ascension to immortality that she once sought was nothing more than that.

After all, he had already cultivated himself to the point of living as long as heaven and earth.

Becoming an immortal is just an empty title.

On the day of the grand ceremony, someone said that he had taken on a disciple and even vowed to have a martial arts contest with him. He couldn't help but look at the disciple that person was talking about.

In an instant, Wen Yu had the answer in her heart.

So he's just a coward from the sect, a good-for-nothing from the miscellaneous servants' peak.

Even though she clearly disliked standing out, he still dragged her out.

Even after the competition ended, Wen Yu looked at Yan Li, who had clearly won but still looked ashen-faced and like he couldn't live anymore, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

That's enough. He's just a good-for-nothing. Can't he even protect him?

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