Several hours passed in the blink of an eye.
On the stone bed, Yan Li slowly opened her eyes, then sat up in a daze, her gaze falling to the ground.
Wen Shanbai was curled up, his hands and feet tucked into a ball.
They look quite cold.
Looking at Wen Shanbai's barely breathing appearance, Yan Li was a little afraid that he would die before Wen Shanbai could tell her the whereabouts of the evil dragon.
Thinking of this, she stood up and neatly covered him with the blanket on the bed, even tucking the corners of the blanket in with great care.
After doing all this, Yan Li squatted down beside Wen Shanbai and tentatively extended her finger. Pure white spiritual energy leaked from her fingertip, and then she gently touched his brow.
Although the spiritual power suppressing her had not completely disappeared, it had recovered to about 10-20%, which was more than enough to help him expel the cold energy from his body.
Wen Shanbai, who was pretending to be pitiful, never expected such an unexpected surprise.
But soon, his heart sank again.
Why treat him so well and trust him so much?
Didn't she ever think that he might lie to her and hurt her?
Or is she like that with everyone?
Yes, how could he forget that when those people told her to die, she jumped without hesitation? In her heart, how could she be anything special?
Yan Li had no idea that her sudden act of kindness would cause a misunderstanding. Seeing Wen Shanbai's brows relax, she stood up with satisfaction and headed towards the cave entrance.
For Yan Li, this sleep was a little too sound, and she couldn't quite wake up for a while.
She vaguely remembered that ever since her master appeared to her in a dream, she hadn't closed her eyes once. Every time she closed her eyes, it was like this:
Sleeping? What are you sleeping for? Have you become an immortal?
Or are you making this up?
How can you sleep at such a young age? Don't you have any shame?
Disciples who entered the sect thirty years after you have all ascended to immortality and are now celestial officials with dozens of subordinates.
Your disciple, who joined the sect ten years later than you, has now opened up a new school of martial arts and made a fortune.
Are you still leaving it here?
Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you keep putting them up like this, you won't even have a chance to rot, and you won't even be able to get the job of watering them.
Think about it carefully.
Is it better to waste time and wait to die, or to suffer for a while, become an immortal, and get a job?
But later:
What talk of repaying kindness and teaching me? I only ask that, considering how well I've treated you over the years, you don't say you're my disciple when you're out in the world, lest you ruin your master's reputation.
From that point on, she never slept again.
Her master's nickname was: Floating Cloud.
The phrase "taking" implies that past fame and fortune are like fleeting clouds. Originally, the patriarch wanted to use this to advise her master to be indifferent to fame and fortune and to cultivate his character.
Unexpectedly, her master did indeed gain both fame and fortune, but he never became indifferent to it; on the contrary, he cared about it terribly.
She had taken in three hundred disciples in the mortal realm, and her battle record was verifiable. She had never been defeated and all of them ascended to immortality. It was only when she, as the first disciple, stayed behind to guard the sect that this record was finally tainted.
Therefore, Yan Li was not surprised that he could say those words.
But every sect has its share of useless members; you can't expect your ancestral graves to always be emitting auspicious smoke.
Yan Li had no idea that Fu Yun had regretted it after delivering that dream.
Fu Yun found Yan Li in a mass grave. He was three or four years old and his height was about knee-high when he stood up. His eyes were so big and watery that no one could ignore them.
So he picked her up, but he was used to living a carefree life and had nowhere to go, so he could only make sure she didn't go hungry.
"So you don't have a home either?"
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