The dumpling visibly stiffened for a moment.
Yu Yan's heart was filled with turbulent waves!
The woman bent over, a strand of hair falling to her chest. She lifted Tuanzi's chin and stared intently into his eyes.
Those were very beautiful eyes.
The book says that what she likes most is Feng Su's eyes. His phoenix eyes are long and narrow and always look cold, but when he looks at her, they always blink affectionately. However, she never expected that her master, whom she had trusted for many years, would have such thoughts about her. In the end, he almost succeeded in forcibly taking her away. It was only thanks to Xiao Qingmei's sword that he was able to keep his innocence.
Yu Yan narrowed her eyes, wondering if she should kill him right now.
Or... gouge out these eyes first.
The pressure on her slender fingers increased, and the boy let out a soft groan of discomfort.
Yu Yan suddenly snapped back to reality.
She let go of his hand abruptly. What was she thinking just now!
She was just one step away from reaching the late stage of Mahayana Buddhism, but she was unjustly involved in the karma of killing. In the future, she will be unable to overcome the tribulation of lightning and suffer the retribution herself.
Yu Yan took a deep breath.
In hindsight, she realized that she had seemingly interrupted the storyline of how the male and female leads met. Feng Su was brought here by her, and Su Ruoruo was unable to save him.
This means that the content of the book is not fixed; she can change it.
Yu Yan thought of how she hadn't broken through to the late Mahayana stage even when she died in the story, and how her cultivation had even regressed due to a qi deviation. She gave a disdainful, sarcastic smile.
"How stupid."
Two words escaped her lips in a low voice, but the whole cave seemed to echo with them.
Feng Su's dull eyes flickered slightly.
He seemed to want to raise his hand, but grabbing her on the road had already exhausted all his strength.
Yu Yan carefully examined the boy's body; by then, he had already fainted.
His meridians were severed, but fortunately his spiritual root remained intact.
The book contains very little description of his past, and Yu Yan has no idea what Feng Su has gone through. At such a young age, his injuries are like those of a cultivator who has experienced countless trials and tribulations over decades.
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The peak is covered with blooming pink peach blossoms, and the fluttering petals form a pink carpet.
After bringing Feng Su back, Yu Yan settled him in the side hall.
After several days of treatment, the boy's external injuries have healed.
"senior."
Feng Su saw Yu Yan's back from afar and walked straight towards her.
"What is it?"
Yu Yan swirled the wine glass in her hand, the clear pink liquid rippling gently, reflecting the woman's breathtaking face.
She's been struggling with this decision for days.
Should she take Tuanzi as her apprentice?
She was somewhat resistant to accepting it, but if she didn't, wouldn't she seem cowardly?
The woman's gaze was unabashedly fixed on the boy's face.
She took on a disciple—she turned to the dark side—she fell in love with her disciple—she was stabbed to death by his childhood sweetheart.
A clear outline seemed to be guiding her through everything that would happen five years from now.
But now it's the most important link.
His childhood sweetheart... seems to be absent for the time being.
Yu Yan curled her lips into a smile, finally deigning to look away.
We must accept it.
She had a premonition that if she ran away from her, she would likely develop inner demons.
She's someone who wants to break through to the late Mahayana stage as soon as possible.
Last time, I was just one step away from success, but this book ruined it.
Feng Su's cheeks flushed red under her gaze.
His hands were awkwardly tucked behind his back.
"If you become my disciple, I will heal the injury to your meridians, and from then on you can embark on the path of immortality once again."
The woman's voice was like heavenly music, and Feng Su looked at her in shock.
Being saved by her was the luckiest thing that had happened to him in the past five years; he had never dared to hope that he could become her disciple.
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