The hall was deathly silent.
Rong Shu looked at the elixir Jiang Fei handed her, her gaze meeting Jiang Fei's concerned eyes. For a moment, she seemed dazed, but when she glanced at Yun Jue beside her, her expression became much more natural. She reached out her hand and said softly, "You help me with this."
Yun Jue's white robes suddenly surged violently.
Jiang Fei paused for a moment, then pursed her red lips and walked to Rong Shu's side. Looking at the red marks on the back of his hand, her eyes showed a hint of heartache. She then applied the medicinal medicine to her fingers and gently placed it on the back of his hand.
The movements were extremely natural.
Yun Jue stared intently at Jiang Fei's hands as he applied medicine to Rong Shu, his expression blank.
She had once applied medicine to the "Little Wunian" she referred to in the same way, jokingly saying, "Little Wunian is injured? Go apply the medicine yourself."
But when the injury was on his back, she would always pop up, muttering, "After seeing Xiao Wunian's body, Xiao Wunian will probably repay me with his body," while gently rubbing his wound.
Just like now.
"What did Immortal Venerable Yun Jue say he came to Qianjin Tower for?" Rong Shu obediently handed her hand to Jiang Fei, then looked up at Yun Jue with a slightly deliberate expression.
"..." Yun Jue did not respond, his gaze still fixed on Jiang Fei's hand, his white robes disheveled.
He still remembered that on the day of the wedding banquet, her eyes were red and her voice was tender as she called him "Xiao Wunian". She liked that "Xiao Wunian", didn't she?
But why did she see him now as if he were just a long-lost guest?
"Immortal Venerable Yun Jue?" Rong Shu called out softly.
"..." Yun Jue remained silent, his thoughts becoming increasingly chaotic.
It seems that the days he spent on Wunian Mountain, struggling to break through in his cultivation and having his thoughts filled with the repeated "Little Wunian," were just him worrying unnecessarily.
Actually... Jiang Fei had already let go?
But only a month had passed since then.
"Immortal Venerable Yun Jue!" Rong Shu narrowed his eyes, a sudden surge of annoyance rising in his heart. His voice amplified, transforming into a line that shot straight toward Yun Jue.
Yun Jue suddenly came to his senses and looked at Rong Shu.
Rong Shu forced a smile: "If I heard correctly, Immortal Venerable Yun Jue came to my Qianjin Tower to ask for medicine for your beloved disciple?"
He emphasized the words "beloved".
Yun Jue frowned, his gaze quickly sweeping over Jiang Fei.
Rong Shu noticed his expression, her eyes darkened, and she suddenly gasped, her fingers trembling as she whispered, "Feifei, it hurts."
Her voice carried a deliberate air of grievance.
Jiang Fei inwardly scoffed. He hadn't flinched when he poured hot tea on his hand, but now he was crying out in pain. He really knew how to put on an act.
He still softened his movements, half complaining and half worried, saying, "I should make you feel the pain, so that if it happens again, I won't take care of you."
Rong Shu watched as she showed no concern for Yun Jue, yet her touch became increasingly gentle. She chuckled softly, a strange joy welling up inside her.
Looking up at Yun Jue again, he smiled slightly: "By the way, Immortal Venerable Yun Jue is still here. What kind of medicine do you want to ask for?"
Yun Jue's hand, hidden beneath his wide sleeve, unconsciously clenched. Meeting Yun Jue's deliberate gaze, he finally spoke, but he didn't know who he was speaking to, his voice very soft: "Not 'beloved'."
As he finished speaking, he seemed surprised himself, and his robes suddenly fluttered.
Jiang Fei continued to apply the medicine with her eyes lowered, showing no sign of anything unusual.
The smile in Rong Shu's eyes gradually faded: "Since the Immortal Venerable has come to ask for medicine, he must have heard of the rules of my Thousand Gold Pavilion."
Yun Jue's expression gradually calmed down, and with a wave of his sleeve, a money bag full of spirit stones appeared in front of Rong Shu.
Rong Shu glanced at it and then smiled: "The Immortal Venerable is indeed very generous. Your disciple has injured his dantian and shaken his spiritual root. He needs the Snow Lotus, but unfortunately, the lotus will only bloom on the day of tomorrow. You will probably have to wait."
Yun Jue glanced at him, about to speak.
Rong Shu added, "My Qianjin Tower is too small; it's not enough for Fei Fei and me to stay, so I won't keep the Immortal Venerable here."
His words were spoken in a particularly ambiguous manner.
Jiang Fei glanced at him, her ears turning slightly red.
Yun Jue's Adam's apple bobbed, and with a flick of his sleeve, he disappeared into the building.
Rong Shu looked at the remaining immortal energy and chuckled softly after a long while, but his expression paused slightly when he saw Jiang Fei, who had already applied medicine and was bandaging him.
She was very focused, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her earlobes still flushed with embarrassment, as if her eyes were solely focused on him.
Even when facing Yun Jue just now, her eyes were full of him. But he knew very well that this was thanks to the Forgetfulness Pill.
Suddenly, I started to wonder, what if I didn't have the Forgetfulness Pill?
Would she still feel the same way about him now, because of that slight flutter of the heart she had that night on the cliff?
Rong Shu unconsciously reached out and touched Jiang Fei's eyebrows and eyes.
The pill of forgetfulness resides within her very bones and blood; once ingested, it cannot be expelled, but it can suppress, or... rip out her heart.
Jiang Fei looked at him, puzzled.
Rong Shu paused, casting a spell to suppress the Forgetfulness Pill. She looked at her with a moment of astonishment, then her eyes gradually turned lifeless.
Rong Shu was startled. The Forgetfulness Pill suddenly backfired, and he felt a metallic taste in his throat.
"Rong Shu?" Jiang Fei quickly supported him, her eyes regaining the tenderness she only showed when facing him.
Rong Shu stared blankly at her, a shiver running through her heart.
Without the Forgetfulness Pill, she would only be lifeless and wouldn't act this way towards him.
But he seemed increasingly dissatisfied that she was only being so gentle with him because of the Forgetfulness Pill.
Rong Shu's favorability rating: 65.
...
Yun Jue concealed his immortal aura and used a trick to move around in the chaotic place where the three realms met, outside the Thousand Gold Tower.
The scenes that had just unfolded in Qianjin Tower kept replaying in his mind.
Jiang Fei looked at him with a distant gaze.
Jiang Fei looked at Rong Shu with eyes full of tenderness.
She carefully treated the burns on the back of Rong Shu's hand.
From beginning to end, except for that first glance, she never looked at him once.
Isn't this better?
That ill-fated relationship in the mortal realm was born from a mortal named "Yun Wunian".
He was Yun Jue of Wunian Mountain, rarely tainted by passion, and was destined to be unable to give Jiang Fei any affection.
Severing this connection and returning to Wunian Mountain to cultivate diligently is the right path for him.
Now that Jiang Fei no longer has any interest in him, isn't that better?
"Hey, I've heard that a spirit has been found in the Thousand Gold Pavilion. Is that true?"
"Is this false? Of course it is true, and it is a celestial spiritual root and body with the extreme yin and coldness."
"It is said that if a mortal obtains that spiritual body, he can cultivate the Dao, and if a celestial body obtains it, his talent will be greatly enhanced, and he may even become an immortal. Qianjin Tower is now offering a million spirit stones. Even if the two major sects combined, they cannot come up with that many spirit stones!"
"That's right..."
Yun Jue suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Spirit.
One million spirit stones.
Rong Shu merely treated Jiang Fei as an object that could be bought and sold.
A sudden chill ran through him, and a surge of anger rose within him.
Yun Jue was stunned, and it took him a while to barely suppress his anger.
In a way, it was Jiang Fei who helped him successfully overcome his tribulation.
So, just remind her to repay the kindness she showed in the human world, and that's it.
That's right, it's just repaying a debt of gratitude.
Yun Jue's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
...
Night was falling.
Jiang Fei carried the hot porridge toward Rong Shu's palace.
After Rong Shu suppressed her Forgetfulness Pill in the evening, she disappeared.
Considering that their favorability rating had increased, Jiang Fei specially made a bowl of hot porridge.
When Yun Jue arrived, he saw her profile as she carried the porridge, and in front of her was Rong Shu's palace.
The bowl of porridge was still steaming, its warmth enveloping her features in the night.
Yun Jue's gaze faltered slightly.
Back in the mortal realm, she once sat opposite Yun Wunian, holding a bowl of porridge. Amidst the rising steam, she smiled brightly, teasingly saying, "Little Wunian's cooking skills are getting better and better. If you spoil me, I'll be stuck with you."
Over there, Jiang Fei seemed to sense something, paused, and turned to look. But when she saw the white figure, she gasped and almost dropped the hot porridge in her hand.
Yun Jue was stunned. His body moved before his mind could react, and he flew forward, taking the hot porridge with one hand and pulling her aside with the other.
Jiang Fei seemed to be startled as well, standing still for a while before finally letting out a sigh of relief and looking at him. She paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Immortal Venerable Yun Jue." After saying that, she was about to take the porridge from him.
Yun Jue's hand tightened on the bowl of hot porridge, and he blurted out, "You don't need to do it..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
For more than ten years in the mortal realm, she never had to do these things; Yun Wunian always did them.
Jiang Fei paused for a moment, then hesitated and asked, "Xiao Wunian?"
Yun Jue suddenly came to his senses, placed the hot porridge on the pavilion seat beside him, and his eyes became calm: "I am not him."
Jiang Fei's gaze paused slightly, then she smiled and said, "Yes, the Immortal Venerable has no birthmark on his face and is more handsome than Xiao Wunian." Yun Jue's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. She was clearly saying that he was handsome, but her eyes were full of distance.
The two fell silent.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Fei looked at him and smiled: "You've become an immortal, that's great."
Yun Jue looked at her.
Her eyes were calm, without the slightest ripple.
Yun Jue even felt that she was saying that his ascension to immortality had nothing to do with her.
A sudden pang of bitterness gripped my heart.
"Immortal Venerable, is there something you need to do here so late at night?" Jiang Fei asked calmly.
Yun Jue paused for a moment. He had only intended to remind her of something, but the words that were on the tip of his tongue turned out to be: "I'll take you away from here."
Jiang Fei finally looked at him: "Why?"
Yun Jue moved his lips, but couldn't bring himself to say, "Rong Shu only treats her as an object."
Jiang Fei smiled politely: "Is it because I am the wife the Immortal Venerable was betrothed to during his tribulation?"
Yun Jue's expression changed slightly. The unfinished "husband and wife bowing to each other" line flashed through his mind. His chest tightened, and after a long while, he lowered his eyes: "Qianjin Tower is not a good place. Leave Qianjin Tower..."
"Where does the Immortal Venerable intend to take me?" Jiang Fei interrupted him.
Yun Jue's white robes fluttered slightly, and his expression was somewhat dazed: "In the cultivation world, I will give you a courtyard full of spiritual energy. From then on, you will be free, and Wunian Mountain will protect you."
"So, Immortal Venerable Yun Jue wanted to compensate me," Jiang Fei smiled, her expression calm and indifferent. "But why should I want freedom?"
Yun Jue looked at her, his delicate features showing a hint of confusion: "This place is messy..."
“Immortal Venerable Yun Jue,” Jiang Fei interrupted him, “I’ve said before that I prefer the unrestrained and reckless demons to the emotionless and desireless immortals.”
"The mess here is just right."
Yun Jue's fingertips trembled slightly as he tried to find a trace of lingering affection for the past in her eyes, but he found nothing.
“Furthermore,” Jiang Fei said, looking at the palace not far away, “I want to stay here.”
Yun Jue's face turned pale, and her eyes now held a brighter and gentler light than before.
That gentleness was exactly the same as when she looked at Rong Shu today.
But at that unfinished wedding banquet, she clearly said that she liked Yun Wunian.
I like... his incarnation during his tribulation in the human realm, that mortal.
"What about Yun Wunian?" Yun Jue asked involuntarily, his voice tinged with a hint of panic.
Jiang Fei froze, then murmured, "Little Wunian..."
Just then, the palace gates in front were slowly opened, and a man in a blue robe with his hair tied up in a high ponytail stood under a candlelight: "Feifei."
Jiang Fei's eyes lit up, and she picked up the hot porridge beside her: "Rong Shu!"
After saying that, she jogged towards him.
Yun Jue's fingers twitched, as if he wanted to pull her back, but he didn't lift them. His breath was cold.
She seemed to have completely forgotten her past relationships.
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