Seeing the slightly guilty look in Murong Liyue's eyes, Qin Luo gently took Murong Liyue's hand that was placed on his chest. The moment he touched it, it felt as warm and delicate as mutton fat jade, and he couldn't help but gently rub it, feeling the warm and smooth touch from her fingertips.
How could you be a burden to me?
“Spiritual value is just a small problem for me to solve temporarily. I am confident that I can handle it well. You don’t need to worry about it.”
"Besides, the spiritual energy here is so abundant, it's an excellent place for cultivation. If you really want to share my burden, then focus all your attention on cultivation, okay?"
"Moreover, even if you take on a mission now, it will be quite difficult for a freshman. Not only will you earn very little spiritual value, but you will also easily waste a lot of cultivation time. This is not what we want to see when we move here."
As Qin Luo spoke, he gently stroked Murong Liyue's hair, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Murong Liyue understood that every word Qin Luo said made sense. However, even though she rationally agreed with his point of view, the feeling of indebtedness she felt for spending Qin Luo's spiritual points did not diminish in the slightest.
That emotion clung tightly to her heart, making it impossible for her to let go.
"But, so many spirit points were spent to move into this attic, all of which were yours, and I... I haven't been able to help at all. I really feel bad about it."
As Murong Liyue spoke, her eyes began to redden slightly, and her voice trembled with a sob.
Seeing this, Qin Luo hugged her even tighter with heartache, gently wiping away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, and said softly:
"Liyue, don't think like that. Whether the spirit points are well spent is not about who spends more or less right now."
"For me, if it can help you cultivate even a little faster than others, then it's worth it."
Listening to Qin Luo's constant comforting words, Murong Liyue sniffed, trying to calm herself down, and whispered:
"You're so good to me, always thinking of me in every way. But that's precisely why I don't want to be a burden to you, and I can't get over that hurdle in my heart."
Seeing her like this, Qin Luo felt helpless. He then gently cupped Murong Liyue's face and kneaded it, speaking in a tone that seemed to be a little reproachful:
“We are Daoist partners, destined to spend our lives together. There will be ups and downs along the way. What does it matter that I have temporarily sacrificed a little more in terms of spiritual value?”
"Li Yue, do you mean to keep making excuses because you consider me an outsider?"
Upon hearing Qin Luo's words, Murong Liyue felt a sudden panic, and tears welled up in her eyes again. She quickly said:
"That's not what I meant, I..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qin Luo gently covered her mouth with his finger:
"I know that's not what you meant. Just focus on your cultivation here and leave everything else to me, okay?"
At this moment, Murong Liyue felt both moved and somewhat ashamed, but she dared not refuse any longer. She nodded slightly and said with a slightly nasal tone:
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
After speaking, Murong Liyue gently removed Qin Luo's finger from her mouth, and then reached out to take her own spirit value token from Qin Luo's hand.
But in the next moment, a dark blue light suddenly appeared. As the light flashed, the spiritual value stored in the spiritual value token in Murong Liyue's hand turned into streams of dazzling spiritual energy, all of which surged toward the spiritual value token hanging at Qin Luo's waist, completing the transfer of spiritual value in an instant.
"You can't refuse! This is the only thing I can offer right now."
Murong Liyue's red eyes revealed a stubbornness as she stared fiercely at Qin Luo. Yet, her aloof face, combined with this slightly coquettish gesture, inexplicably exuded a unique charm.
Her appearance, a blend of aloofness and charm, possessed both a cold elegance that kept people at a distance and a captivating tenderness.
Qin Luo was momentarily stunned, looking at Murong Liyue with a mixture of helplessness and amusement. He opened his mouth, about to speak, but Murong Liyue continued:
"I want to share some of your burden, even if it's just a little bit. If you refuse, I... I'll really get angry!"
As she spoke, she pouted slightly, her coquettish expression softening Qin Luo's heart.
Qin Luo sighed softly, raised his hand and gently stroked Murong Liyue's hair, saying:
"I really can't do anything with you. Fine, I'll accept it then. But you have to promise me you'll focus on your cultivation and not get distracted by these things, understand?"
Murong Liyue narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying Qin Luo's gentle stroking of her hair. After a while, she opened her eyes and said weakly:
"Qin Luo, I will cultivate diligently, but it will start tomorrow. Today..."
After speaking, a misty fog appeared in Murong Liyue's already clear and beautiful eyes, adding to her gentleness. Her eyes were alluring and seductive as she looked around.
Her gaze, as clear as autumn water, seemed to linger on Qin Luo, subtly stirring his heartstrings with tender affection.
Her fair cheeks flushed crimson, revealing a hint of shyness and allure. She lowered her head slightly, not daring to meet Qin Luo's gaze for too long, but the occasional glances she stole carried an indescribable tenderness.
Qin Luo was taken aback, and looking at her shy eyes, a unique feeling welled up in his heart.
He originally thought that Murong Liyue would give some reason, such as needing to familiarize herself with the environment first, but he did not expect her to speak so frankly and with a touch of coquettishness. For a moment, he was at a loss and just stared at her blankly.
After a moment, Qin Luo came to his senses, coughed lightly, and tried to cover up his earlier lapse in composure:
"Well... let's practice again tomorrow. Today is a good day to familiarize ourselves with the environment..."
Night fell quietly, like a huge black silk ribbon covering the entire Lingyuan Sect, and also enveloping the cozy pavilion where Qin Luo and Murong Liyue were.
That night, in the vast sky, the twinkling stars were like lively brushstrokes, intertwining and arranging themselves in a harmonious way, as if a master painter was freely expressing his inspiration, thus sketching a dreamlike ink painting.
The scattered starlight seeped into every corner of the pavilion, stretching endlessly, as if to embrace the pavilion with the glittering starry sky and imbue it with the aura of the heavens.
In this tranquil night, the stars continued to shine, their light continuously spilling onto the pavilion. As the starlight spread, the hazy atmosphere within the pavilion unfolded like a scroll in the night sky above Lingyuan Gate, growing ever wider and endless.
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