Chapter 158
At that time, Wen Xin will not only be able to regain her luck and vitality, no longer suffer from physical weakness, but also stabilize this small world from collapsing.
Before that, she'll probably have to be a sickly beauty who's easily blown away by the wind for many more years.
Forget it, she's not interested in the overpowered female protagonists in those wish-fulfillment novels anyway.
Wouldn't it be better to have someone fight and kill for her?
All she needs to do is remain a sickly, gentle beauty in the background.
Wen Xin calmly lay down.
Xiao Jin: "..."
I don't know whether to say that the owner is as unambitious as ever, or... insidious, cough cough!
Upon hearing this, Baili Han's eyes darkened. Demons, beasts, forests!
However, if it is only her meridians and bones that are damaged, it would not be difficult for the Supreme Elder to find the rare and precious herbs to heal her.
But looking at her now, it seems like something's wrong with her life?
Baili Han frowned, his desire to improve his cultivation level growing stronger.
Now that he understands her feelings, Baili Han will not place her illness on someone else.
He will surely find a way to cure her.
Her soft fingers touched his brow, and Baili Han's pupils contracted slightly. When he met her smiling face, his heart almost stopped beating.
Wen Xin chuckled and said, "With Great-Grandpa here, I'll be fine for now. Don't keep frowning; young people should act like young people."
Baili Han pursed her lips. Had she forgotten that she was also just an eighteen-year-old girl?
However, instead of being in the prime of her life, she spent her days bedridden, enduring the torment of illness!
Baili Han's eyes darkened slightly. He took her soft hand in his other hand and placed it under the covers. "Little Master's wife should rest well."
Wen Xin nodded, "Are you settling in well at Peach Blossom Peak? Don't hesitate to ask me for anything you want."
Baili Han: "It's a habit, no need to be polite."
Wen Xin smiled and said, "That's good."
"Little apprentice, it's time for you to start cultivating."
I'll become the Demon Lord as soon as possible and kill that trash male lead!
Baili Han: "...Understood, Little Master's Wife."
...
"Little apprentice, what are you doing practicing your sword?"
Two weeks later, Wen Xin felt much better and was finally able to get out of bed.
She had been thinking about visiting Baili Han since early morning.
Aunt Mo told her that Young Master Baili had gone to the peach blossom forest behind the mountain to cultivate.
Wen Xin immediately wanted to go to the back mountain.
However, compared to her palace, which has a spirit-gathering and temperature-regulating array, making it spring-like all year round and providing her with the best environment for recuperation, the temperature on the back mountain is relatively low, with a cold wind whistling through.
Aunt Mo was afraid that the young master would catch a cold and fall ill again, so she quickly took out a fire spirit fox cloak and put it on her.
This is the pelt obtained by the Supreme Elder from a high-level monster he killed in the Monster Forest. It is soft, warm, and impervious to water and fire.
The grandson and granddaughter-in-law were both demon cultivators who died in the Demon Beast Forest. No matter how magnanimous the Supreme Elder was, he could not forgive those violent and man-eating demon beasts. He often went there to kill demon beasts and plunder rare and precious materials.
However, the feud between demon cultivators and human cultivators has existed since ancient times. They are sworn enemies, and when they meet, it is basically a matter of life and death.
There's no right or wrong, it's just a matter of perspective!
At this moment, sword energy surged like rainbows in the peach blossom forest, and flowers danced and fluttered in the air.
A young man in white robes, wielding a white sword, leaped through the air with the grace of a startled swan and the fluidity of a swimming dragon; every move he made was as beautiful as a painting.
However, when the petals approached the boy's sword energy, they instantly turned into dust, their killing intent fierce and overwhelming, capable of killing gods and Buddhas alike.
Sword cultivators have always been like this: sharp and cold, invincible, and unstoppable.
The girl's clear and soft voice broke the murderous aura of swords permeating the peach grove.
Baili Han's icy expression froze. He spun around and sheathed his sword, the peach petals surrounding the blade turning to dust.
With a casual wave of his hand, the chilling sword aura surrounding him vanished.
Baili Han looked in the direction of the girl and was slightly taken aback.
Dressed in a fiery red cloak, she was like the rising sun, bright, warm, and dazzling.
As she walked towards him, the hem of her skirt trailed gracefully in the air, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and her smile was breathtakingly beautiful.
Baili Han's five fingers unconsciously tightened. His sword heart, as cold as black iron, was enveloped by a warm radiance. How could he not be shaken?
"Little Master's Wife..."
His voice was slightly hoarse, concealing deep affection.
Wen Xin didn't notice anything amiss. She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, stood on tiptoe, and personally wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Baili Han's breathing almost ceased, his dark eyes fixed intently on the girl before him.
Wen Xin stuffed the handkerchief into the boy's large hand and asked again, "Little apprentice, why are you practicing swordsmanship?"
Baili Han lowered his eyes to look at the handkerchief embroidered with peach blossoms in his hand, and gently held it in his hand. "Little Master's wife, I am a sword cultivator."
Wen Xin asked in surprise, "Huh? Aren't you a Buddhist practitioner?"
Baili Han: "..."
I asked him, "Where do you look like a Buddhist practitioner?"
Wen Xin said innocently, "But my great-grandfather said you have Buddha bones."
Baili Han looked at her and said, "It's because of the Buddha's relic given by my junior master's wife. I used to be a sword cultivator."
Wen Xin blinked her beautiful eyes, "Then, little apprentice, aren't you practicing Buddhism?"
Baili Han's voice was resolute, "No!"
Wen Xin asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Baili Han: "..."
He must be crazy to become a Buddhist!
Wen Xin tilted her head, her fluffy hair ornaments fluttering in the wind, making her look lively and charming. "But little disciple, you are now a Buddhist disciple. Cultivating Buddhism will make your path to immortality much smoother, right?"
Baili Han said calmly, "I have no interest in Buddhism."
Wen Xin was still a little worried, "Sword cultivators are known for their heavy use of killing, won't that pollute your spirit?"
Was it because you were worried about him?
Baili Han's expression softened slightly. "No."
He added, "Little Master's wife need not worry."
Before Wen Xin could say anything more, Lin Zhenjun appeared out of nowhere.
For the first time, Grandpa Lin, who always believed that "the young lady is always right," did not support her.
"Young Master Baili is more suited to sword cultivation."
Wen Xin let out a puzzled "Ah".
Lin Zhenjun looked at Baili Han with admiration in his eyes, as if he were looking at a future prodigy who would reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship. "Young Master has already cultivated sword intent even before he has formed his core. He was born for the sword path."
Wen Xin was shocked. Is it really that amazing?
Lin Zhenjun nodded affirmatively, giving Baili Han high praise, "If the young master can uphold his sword heart, his future achievements in the way of the sword may not be inferior to his master's."
The Supreme Elder is not only the strongest cultivator in the cultivation world, but also the strongest sword cultivator on the Hunyuan Continent.
It's clear how highly Lin Zhenjun regarded Baili Han.
Wen Xin was stunned. When she looked at her little apprentice with bright eyes, there was a hint of girlish admiration, but... what the heck was this "elder's pride"?
Baili Han's thin lips twitched slightly; he didn't know whether he should be happy or heartbroken!
Does she really think she's his teacher's wife?
Duan Tianyi, that idiot, doesn't even deserve it.
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