"Food? I'm going to eat now!"
Chu Yiming's words immediately distracted Ye Wan. She jumped off the couch and disappeared in a flash.
When it's mealtime, the first instinct that's ingrained in my bones is to rush to the cafeteria!
Those who abandon me, then let them go.
Anyone who disturbs my peace of mind, I'll slap them across the face!
You can't cut water with a knife; only rice can relieve a thousand sorrows.
Life is full of disappointments, and people often lose their temper when they are hungry.
Seeing her running away, Luo Baixian shook her head with satisfaction, feeling even more at ease.
How could Ye Wan, that good-for-nothing, possibly be willing to die for a man and betray her sect?
I'm afraid even letting her skip a meal wouldn't be an option.
No, I should say, not a single bowl less is acceptable!
Luo Baixian limped down and sat down, feeling an electric shock-like pain running down her spine from her tailbone to the top of her head. She cursed under her breath.
Picking up the bamboo tube, another wave of warmth washed over me.
Forget it, I'm too old for that, why bother arguing with a child?
He opened it with high hopes.
The bamboo tube was pitch black and looked as if it were empty.
Huh? That can't be right, can it?
Ye Wan wouldn't make such a joke; she's not that kind of person.
If she really has nothing to give, her usual practice is to simply not send anything at all.
Could it be that it was lost?
Luo Baixian, unwilling to give up, searched the empty space.
An unidentified creature flew out.
*Smack*
Xiaoqiang bumped into his nose.
Because of excessive force, it crashed into a puddle.
Luo Baixian's ears burned, and she broke out in a cold sweat!
Extremely disgusting! It gives me goosebumps!
He has always been a clean person, and having his face soiled by dead flying insects was beyond his psychological tolerance.
He wiped his face clean with a handkerchief and slammed the bamboo tube to the ground.
Unable to contain herself any longer, she screamed, "Ye Wan! You brat! What kind of filthy thing did you bring?!"
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Three days later.
As usual, Ye Wan was digesting her food after dinner.
She even let the little wooden dog that Li Song had given her out for a walk.
She was quite diligent these past three days, spending many times more time cultivating than before.
That would be considered quite diligent.
Chu Yiming was very pleased.
The trip to the Immortal-Demon Gathering was worthwhile.
People's fighting spirit is ignited when they experience crises and battles.
This has nothing to do with competitiveness, but rather with biological instinct.
Even Ye Wan would understand that in this kind of world, without great strength, sometimes even fleeing in defeat is a luxury.
Hoping for luck is absolutely unacceptable.
Ye Wan even took the initiative to find a mid-level cultivation manual to read.
Unfortunately, I can't remember it.
The intermediate-level mental techniques are not only obscure and difficult to understand, but also require thorough mastery.
Without sufficient practical experience and diligent, repeated study, one cannot understand it.
Ye Wan wrote three sentences in her diary one day, but forgot two of them the next day.
In the past, she would have given up quickly.
But she didn't this time.
Even if she can only remember one sentence a day, she can memorize the whole thing after a year.
The sword spirit was inside Ye Wan's body and had even successfully expelled her.
If Ye Wan wants to stay, she must become stronger.
Su Hanjiang has not left the valley for the past three days, not even stepping out of his door.
At this moment, he was healing his wounds with a pale face, his brows slightly furrowed, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his temples, running down his slender neck, across his delicate collarbone, and disappearing into his undergarments.
Sweat soaked his clothes, clinging semi-transparently to his chest.
The internal injuries hadn't fully healed to begin with, and now another restriction had been placed on top of that.
Su Hanjiang's internal energy was already in complete disarray.
He was in a hurry to fly back on his sword.
She was just trying to hide the truth about her serious injuries.
It's not that I'm really eager to go home.
Unlike the first time the restrictions were set up, the second time was indeed more difficult.
Even with the assistance of top-tier monsters, it was no easier than the first time.
A sharp, dull pain shot through my chest, throbbing as if it were about to explode.
Su Hanjiang forced himself to remain calm, attempting to suppress the mania with his domineering spiritual power.
Ever since his senior brothers died, this has been how he heals himself—powerful, but extremely painful.
The advantage is that it heals quickly.
He probably hadn't been injured this badly in a long time, because he tried for three days without success.
Not only must one fight against the intense impact of internal energy disorder on the body, but one must also do one's utmost to restrain oneself and remain clear-headed.
He was the only support in the entire Moonfall Crow Cry Valley, and he wouldn't allow himself to fall.
A strong feeling of dizziness struck again.
My mind is a jumble of noise.
"Come to me, child..."
"Alright, alright, it's because Senior Brother is craving something sweet. Junior Brother, would you like to go with Senior Brother?"
"Ha, with my beauty, no one in heaven or earth is worthy of me. Junior brother, why don't you marry your second senior brother when you grow up? Your second senior brother doesn't mind that you're a man."
"This time...ha, this time your third senior brother is really going to...go to die...I'm not...I'm not lying to you..."
"Don't you dare tell Senior Brother about me throwing you towards the monsters! Otherwise, I'll really beat you up! I mean really beat you up!"
"What's wrong with giving me a kiss, Junior Brother? I'm a woman! Although I'm not exactly... but whoever feeds me is my mother, and I have everything a mother has. What do you have, Senior Brother?"
“Junior brother, I know you’re eager to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, but don’t start yet. Let me show you some earthly bliss first… Ah? Master, what brings you here…”
Despite repeated psychological persecution and oppression, luck still failed this time.
A sweet, metallic taste rose in my throat.
Su Hanjiang coughed up another mouthful of blood.
My body, which had lost its strength to support itself, collapsed completely, and my head was so throbbing that I couldn't even touch it.
But he still forced himself to stay conscious.
"Knock knock"
The knocking sounded, but he was completely unable to move.
He had already given instructions not to disturb them.
Could something have happened?
"What's up?"
His voice trembled slightly, but only a very observant person could hear it.
The person knocking on the door remained silent.
With a creak, the door was pushed open and they came in.
No one in the valley would dare to be so bold!
Even Ye Wan wouldn't just come in without his permission.
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