Chapter 517: I Don't Hold a Grudge Against the Dead
Ye Fei's words invigorated her teammates.
“Xiao Fei, you’re right.” Mu Jingshen placed his hand on the Shattered Void Sword at his waist, a slight smile playing on his lips. “The fact that I can pick up my sword is because it acknowledges me.”
Yun Fusang closed his eyes briefly, then smiled and said, "I still have things I want to do. I can't die... So, I will become stronger in the Eight Desolate Divine Realm."
Seeing the determination on Yun Fusang's face, Xie Qingui was somewhat moved and immediately said, "I also have people I want to protect, and I will strive to become stronger!"
Yu Muhan didn't speak, but stared directly at Ye Fei with bright eyes.
Huang Rongyu stared blankly at Ye Fei. From her words just now, it was not hard to tell that she trusted her.
In this lifetime, to be trusted so much by the girl he liked... he felt that he had nothing left to fear.
Huang Rongyu smiled gently, her smile as warm and flawless as the moon in the night sky: "Xiao Fei, we won't let you down."
Ye Fei looked at her teammates and smiled brightly: "We don't have much time left, let's make the most of this remaining time to train hard."
"Okay, we understand!"
With the decision finalized, everyone began to work together to plan what to do each day before the grand event in Cangzhou.
The dean stood aside, watching these young people with their youthful faces.
Although young, they possess the pride and vigor that should be present at their age.
A youth without youthful exuberance is a wasted youth.
The dean smiled with satisfaction. These children will surely become strong individuals who can hold their own in this world in the future.
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After leaving the main hall of the academy, everyone returned to their dormitories.
Ye Fei sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate, while Li Yuan sat on a chair in front of the table, resting his chin on his hand and watching her cultivate in a lazy posture against the back of the chair.
Before long, the wood and fire elemental energy surrounding Ye Fei emitted an even brighter radiance.
Ye Fei opened her eyes, raised her hand and clenched it tightly, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air: "I've advanced!"
She has once again achieved a breakthrough, advancing from a Level 6 Spirit King to a Level 7 Spirit King!
Li Yuan stood up, walked over, and took her hand: "How are you feeling?"
Ye Fei smiled slightly: "I'm fine, nothing's wrong."
Li Yuan loved seeing her smile. He hugged the girl, stroked her long hair, and asked her, "What do you want to do next?"
"Hmm... I think I should go back and visit my grandfather." Ye Fei hugged his lean waist, looked up and met his gaze. "Then I should go see Yan Wu, the head of the Lotus Sect."
Li Yuan listened to her quietly for a while, then nodded: "Okay, wherever you go, I'll go with you."
Ye Fei looked at his revealed purple eyes. When they were alone, he didn't hide his true eye color.
"How is the inflammation in your body? Is it still agitated?" Ye Fei asked.
Li Yuan shook his head: "The night of the full moon is almost over, and the side effects of the Flame Poison on me are now very weak. I'm fine."
Ye Fei breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She took Li Yuan's hand and, thinking about the grand gathering in Cangzhou next month, blinked and asked, "The Eight Desolate Divine Realm is a mysterious space formed by a wisp of the remnant soul of the Mirror Palace God. Will you feel uncomfortable entering the world created by your nemesis?"
Li Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he leaned down to kiss her on the cheek: "No."
Why?
“He doesn’t hold grudges against the dead,” Li Yuan replied directly.
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