When Zheng Nansheng woke up, Ye Wan's enlarged face was right in front of him.
He instinctively shrank back a little.
Ye Wan said, "You're awake? I just saved you, so we're even now!"
The familiar tone of voice reassured Zheng Nansheng.
He hadn't spent time alone with Ye Wan in a long time, and he had just had that dream again, so he didn't know how to face her.
Ye Wan also had a smile on her face, but she was different from the Ye Wan in the dream.
In her dream, Ye Wan represents a young girl's joy in facing her beloved.
In reality, Ye Wan seems to be purely happy.
He laughs without a care in the world.
At this moment, Ye Wan was studying a fruit that emitted an eerie red light on the edge of the cliff.
The fruit was exceptionally bright in color and very beautiful.
It didn't smell very appetizing. Ye Wan opened her mouth, ready to take a bite, but after putting half of the fruit in her mouth, she reluctantly pulled her mouth back.
She was debating whether the fruit would taste good or not.
If it doesn't taste good, your tongue will suffer!
But how can you know if it tastes good or not if you don't try it?
After recovering, Zheng Nansheng also began to examine the fruit in front of Ye Wan.
This fruit is of good quality; it is considered top-grade.
Zheng Nansheng said, "This spiritual fruit is not poisonous and can be eaten."
Ye Wan was still conflicted, and Zheng Nansheng thought that Ye Wan did not believe him.
To everyone's surprise, Ye Wan said, "All fruits are edible! It's just that non-poisonous ones can be eaten many times, while poisonous ones can only be eaten once. You can tell it's not poisonous, but can't you tell if it tastes good or not?"
Cultivators always focus on the quality of spiritual fruits, and Ye Wan is probably the only one who cares so much about their taste.
If Ye Wan were given two spiritual fruits to choose from, one of low quality but good taste and the other of high quality but bad taste, she would choose the one with the good taste without hesitation.
The biggest fraud is when food tastes bad.
She's in excellent health and doesn't need to supplement her nutrition with unpalatable food.
Zheng Nansheng chuckled and said, "That's true. Whether the fruit is good or not, you have to taste it yourself. Do you want some?"
Ye Wan held her head and shook it for a long time before finally making up her mind and taking a big bite of the spirit fruit.
*smack smack*
Hmm, it doesn't taste good.
Just like the one Chu Yiming brought her before, it had little flavor and was even a bit dry, making it a little difficult to chew.
Ye Wan frowned, chewed a few times hastily, and swallowed.
Zheng Nansheng found her amusing and asked, "Miss Ye, since it doesn't taste good, why don't you just spit it out?"
Ye Wan looked at Zheng Nansheng in disbelief and said very seriously, "You can't waste food! Do you know that someone might be starving in any corner of the world? It's so hard to be hungry!"
Her words touched Zheng Nansheng deeply.
He almost starved to death, but now he's saying things like, "If it doesn't taste good, just spit it out."
Zheng Nansheng asked, "Miss Ye, have you ever gone hungry?"
Ye Wan shook her head seriously: "I just sometimes feel hungry, I've never been starving! But if feeling hungry is this uncomfortable, then being starving must be even more uncomfortable!"
Zheng Nansheng said, "You're right."
It's really hard to go hungry.
That feeling was the one Zheng Nansheng feared most in his life.
He hadn't been hungry in so long that he could blurt out if it didn't taste good and then spit it out.
The two searched everywhere at the bottom of the cliff for a way out, but after three days they found nothing.
But during these three days, Zheng Nansheng felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation.
There's no backstabbing or intrigue here, no need to painstakingly maneuver around various parties, and no need to worry about being schemed against.
You don't need to stand up for anyone; you can simply be yourself.
The wind gusts in front of the stone cave are the most unique.
Zheng Nansheng judged that this formation could only be controlled by a cultivator at least at the sixth level, or even higher.
Why would this cultivator set up such an array at the bottom of the cliff?
Moreover, this formation is not aimed at Ye Wan, but only at Zheng Nansheng, which makes it even more suspicious.
Besides the wind formation, there is also an extremely narrow opening at the back.
People cannot pass through.
Zheng Nansheng used the Lingxiao Sword to break through.
As they ventured deeper, passing a steep spot, they instinctively reached out to Ye Wan.
After spending these three days together, Ye Wan was not as wary of Zheng Nansheng as before.
Ye Wan looked at the hand in front of her, blinked, but didn't move.
Zheng Nansheng awkwardly withdrew his hand and gently reminded him:
"Miss Ye, watch your step, the stones here may be loose."
The two climbed for a long time before finally reaching an open area.
This place is like a fairyland, shrouded in mist and filled with an intense spiritual energy.
Every single herb on the ground was a rare and exquisite variety they had never seen before, and the central area was a lake.
There seemed to be something unusual happening in the lake.
A majestic cry broke through the water's surface, and a long, fiery red sword appeared in the sky above the lake.
This sword possessed a spirit, its blade pointing directly at the two of them.
"careful!"
Zheng Nansheng drew his Lingxiao Sword to block the red sword.
The Lingxiao Sword, a fifth-tier peak-stage demon beast transformed into a sword, emitted a series of mournful cries.
Zheng Nansheng roared, "Miss Ye, run! We are no match for it!"
Ye Wan turned and left. Just as she reached the cave entrance, she heard a clang. The Lingxiao Sword had broken!
Zheng Nansheng gripped the blade of the red sword with his bare hands, both of them covered in blood, as the tip of the sword slowly approached his left chest.
Ye Wan flew over directly, grabbed the hilt of the red sword, and pulled it backward.
Zheng Nansheng was surprised that Ye Wan had actually returned. He yelled at Ye Wan, "Don't worry about me! Go! Don't you hate me? Just let me die, won't that be better?"
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