Time slipped away silently in Qin Luo's thoughts.
It's unclear how much time passed, but Dan Bingli seemed to have had enough sleep and finally woke up.
Her eyes trembled slightly before opening. When she saw Qin Luo's handsome profile so close to her, an indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up in Dan Bingli's heart, and her tense nerves relaxed a little.
Dan Bingli stretched lazily, realizing that she had recovered to about 70-80%.
She instinctively reached out her hands, intending to climb onto Qin Luo's neck again, to relive that familiar intimacy.
At this moment, Qin Luo also came to his senses and quickly reached out to gently grasp Dan Bingli's wrist, preventing her from going any further.
Upon seeing Qin Luo's actions, the alluring look in Dan Bingli's eyes instantly froze.
She was taken aback at first, then it seemed like she understood something.
She then gently bit her lower lip, and her delicate lips, pressed lightly by her pearly teeth, turned an alluring rosy red.
Then she glanced at Qin Luo, a look that carried both a hint of reproach and the allure of a married woman.
Dan Bingli turned away obediently, leaving her graceful back to Qin Luo. Her posture seemed to suggest she was silently waiting for something...
"Cough cough!!!"
Qin Luo coughed twice, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere that filled the air.
He then took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady, and asked Dan Bingli, who had her back to him:
"Bingli, do you know how much time has passed in this ice house?"
Hearing this sudden question, Dan Bingli was filled with doubt. She turned around, her eyes still holding a lingering infatuation, tilted her head, pondered for a moment, and then said uncertainly:
"I...I'm not quite sure either. It feels like a lot of time has passed, but I can't say exactly how long."
Seeing her bewildered expression, Qin Luo couldn't help but sigh and said:
"It's been almost three months now."
His words carried a hint of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion or reflection), a感慨 about how quickly time flies and how much time has passed in the blink of an eye.
"Three months?" Upon hearing this number, Dan Bingli froze for a moment. Although she didn't know why Qin Luo was asking about the time at this moment, she was undoubtedly thinking in the worst possible way.
Her lips trembled slightly, her voice trembled with tears, and she asked urgently:
"Are you getting tired of me? Is that why you suddenly asked about the time, or do you want to leave me?"
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again, rolling down her fair cheeks, each drop carrying an overwhelming sense of grievance and fear.
Seeing Dan Bingli like this, Qin Luo quickly reached out to wipe away the tears rolling down her cheeks and comforted her:
"Look, you're thinking like that again? How could I get tired of you? I asked about time just to lament how fast time flies, nothing more."
At this point, Qin Luo changed the subject, his gaze falling on Dan Bingli's lower abdomen, and softly asked:
"Bingli, look, it's been three months already, hasn't it...?"
Following Qin Luo's gaze, Dan Bingli immediately understood what he wanted to say. The sorrow on her face turned into self-reproach. She lowered her head, her eyes reddening, and said in a voice filled with confusion and guilt:
"I...I don't know either. We've tried so hard, but...but there's just no result. Am I just useless?"
Amidst self-reproach, Dan Bingli unconsciously placed her hands on her lower abdomen, her eyes filled with doubt, as if blaming her body for being uncooperative.
Tears welled up again, and this time, her sobs were even more pronounced as she fell into self-doubt.
Seeing Dan Bingli so remorseful, Qin Luo quickly followed up by expressing his thoughts:
"Don't talk nonsense. This isn't your problem. I'm wondering if it's the difference in our cultivation levels?"
Upon hearing this, Dan Bingli raised her head, her watery eyes filled with confusion as she looked at him:
“But you are only at the Spirit Tribulation stage, while I am at the late stage of the Divine Travel Realm. Even if there is a difference, it shouldn’t be too much.”
Hearing this, Qin Luo raised his hand to wipe away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, inwardly groaning. This girl, wasn't she just a moment ago so confused? How come she's suddenly so clever now?
He then quickly tried to cover it up:
"Bing Li, you don't understand. My strength is long past the level of Spirit Tribulation. If we really want to be precise, my current strength is comparable to a... fifth-grade Saint!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Qin Luo felt a little uneasy, as if he had gone a bit too far, but in order to prove that his realm was almost complete, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say it.
Dan Bingli blinked her big, watery eyes, raised her hand to wipe away the remaining tears on her cheeks, and subconsciously recalled the scene of Qin Luo crushing Chi Liao not long ago.
Thinking about this, she couldn't help but believe it a little, but then she asked with a worried look on her face:
"So what should we do?"
Dan Bingli's eyes were filled with anxiety, and her mind was in chaos. She subconsciously said, "How about... we go find a doctor to ask?"
Qin Luo's lips twitched violently. Where did your shrewdness go? How come you've become so confused again in the blink of an eye?
You're even going to see a doctor? Good heavens, have you forgotten that we're cultivators? The circulation of spiritual energy within our bodies is completely different from the illnesses of ordinary people.
Besides, I don't have an ordinary disease, so what's the use of seeing a doctor? If the timing weren't so inappropriate, I would definitely show you what it's like to have a child; getting you pregnant would be a piece of cake.
But he could only think these words to himself; on the surface, he still had to patiently explain.
Qin Luo steadied himself and said:
“Bingli, we are both cultivators, and our physical condition is different from that of ordinary people. Since there is no movement on your side, I guess it is most likely related to your cultivation level.”
Upon hearing Qin Luo's words, a glimmer of clarity returned to Dan Bingli's previously panicked eyes:
"It seems...that makes sense."
Seeing her like this, Qin Luo began to patiently guide her:
"If you want to improve your strength quickly, I think there is a way. The Ice Emperor's inheritance might be an excellent opportunity."
Upon hearing Qin Luo's words, Dan Bingli's eyes instantly became wary. She grabbed Qin Luo's arm tightly and said urgently:
"Are you planning to leave while I'm receiving the inheritance? No way, I won't allow it! You promised you wouldn't leave me."
Seeing this, Qin Luo sighed helplessly:
“Bingli, you know that the competition between the academies is imminent. I’ve been here with you for so long, and I’ve agreed to all your requests and tried every possible method. Now, you see? Accepting the inheritance is the fastest opportunity for you to improve your cultivation level.”
"I know you mean well, but I'm afraid, afraid that you'll never come back." Tears welled up in Dan Bingli's eyes, her voice trembling with sobs. "Besides, I'm also a member of the Lingyuan Sect. If you want to go back, I can go back with you."
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