However, while Wen Yu was praising Yan Li's good character, the real Yan Li was practically floating on air.
She originally planned to climb ashore when she couldn't hold on any longer, but not only can lukewarm water boil a frog, but ice water can too. By the time Yan Li realized something was wrong, she was already too weak to move.
She opened her mouth, wanting to call for help from Wen Yu on the shore, but no sound came out.
Yan Li: "..." Living is so hard!
As her consciousness began to dissipate, Yan Li's legs remained firmly planted as if frozen to the bottom of a pool, standing as upright as a pine tree.
This kind of death would be absolutely outrageous in the entire cultivation world.
Just as Yan Li was feeling sentimental about her upcoming next life, Wen Yu on the shore finally realized something was wrong.
“You can come up now.” Wen Yu slowly stood up, originally intending to leave immediately, but she keenly noticed that Yan Li in the pool had not moved.
Looking up, I saw that her eyes were closed and the corners of her lips were slightly pulled back, as if she had already made up her mind.
However, Wen Yu noticed something was wrong.
It seems his newly accepted apprentice is about to die?
In just a moment of frowning, Yan Li was scooped up by Wen Yu.
The rushing water soaked Wen Yu's robes instantly, but he was completely unaware, simply pulling Yan Li closer by the neck.
Upon sensing that faint breath, Wen Yu's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
Yes, he's still breathing, he won't die.
If Yan Li were still conscious, she would definitely slap Wen Yu for this action.
When a kind person checks someone's breath, they put their nose right up to their face.
The accidental touch didn't elicit much of a reaction from Wen Yu. Yan Li was too thin; even standing in front of Wen Yu, he only reached below Wen Yu's shoulder.
She's like a girl who hasn't grown up.
After he picked her up, her clothes, soaked to the bone, accentuated her slender figure. She had no excess fat, and her arms and legs looked as if they could be broken with the slightest effort.
It's really hard to believe that she cultivated to the Golden Core stage on her own.
At this moment, the water soaking Yan Li's clothes dripped down the hem and onto the ground, instantly freezing into puddles of ice flowers, which gradually brought Wen Yu back to her senses.
Wen Yu's gaze shifted several times. After waving to dry their clothes, she took Yan Li's hand. Her gentle and soothing spiritual energy was not domineering, but rather quickly merged with Yan Li's.
Seeing that her complexion gradually returned to normal, Wen Yu hugged her again. Looking at her unconscious attempt to curl up, he sighed softly.
He should take back what he just said; his apprentice is not only delusional, but also a good-for-nothing who can drown himself.
He's a truly rare and stubborn individual.
...
Inside the warm pavilion on the main peak, Wen Yu placed Yan Li on the bed, but instead of turning to leave, she stood to the side, staring at her face for a long time.
A moment later, somewhat unsure of himself, he conjured a mirror and looked at his reflection, but found no resemblance between the two.
Instead, they each do their own thing in their respective fields.
Wen Yu didn't think there could be any good people among cultivators. Stealing other people's magic treasures and seizing their opportunities were common occurrences. But this was the first time he had felt such strong pity for someone.
'You want her?'
'Why just watch? She's only at the Golden Core stage; even if you try to do something, she can't resist.'
'Isn't it better to satisfy your own desires?'
'No one will know. You remain a high and mighty sect elder. Even if she went out and revealed this to the public, no one would believe her.'
The voice of the inner demon lingered in Wen Yu's ears, even intentionally or unintentionally moving closer to the person on the bed, imitating Yan Li's voice.
'Master, your disciple is willing, please…' Master said with pity.
But before the voice could finish, it was shattered by Wen Yu's spiritual power and vanished into nothingness.
In an instant, the greenhouse fell silent again.
Wen Yu rubbed her temples, and after confirming that Yan Li's fused spiritual power was unimpeded, she turned around and walked towards the door.
This inner demon is getting more and more absurd. He's lived for so many years, how could he possibly fall in love with his own disciple?
It was just a senior seeing a junior struggling on the path of cultivation and wanting to offer some help.
Wen Yu had completely forgotten that the elders had wanted him to teach the talented disciples, but he had refused and sent them away to gain experience instead.
A whole day has passed.
Lying on the bed, Yan Li slowly opened her eyes. In the instant she circulated her spiritual energy, she realized that she had gained a hundred years of cultivation within her body.
Was it given to you by Wen Yu?
Is it that good?
But this joy didn't last long, and Yan Li soon discovered that she had been left to her own devices once again.
Wen Yu has actually gone into seclusion.
That's outrageous.
Is she really just a piece of rotten wood?
He hasn't gone into seclusion for hundreds of years; how long has it been since he agreed to guide her in cultivation?
Yan Li was unaware of what had happened while she had fainted, and even less aware that Wen Yu, who claimed to be in seclusion, was actually trying to peel away and destroy the increasingly absurd and ridiculous inner demons.
…*…
Yan Li originally intended to wait for Wen Yu to come out of the warm pavilion, not for his guidance, but simply to live a peaceful life and protect himself.
Ever since her Golden Core cultivation level was exposed, she has become increasingly uneasy, her heart pounding like a drum every day as she constantly recalls her previous assassination attempts.
Even when she sees Wen Yu, she worries that he might suddenly attack her and want to fight her.
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