Especially after the other party becomes her disciple, these are her obligations.
She didn't lack Wanyan Dan; in fact, she had plenty of them.
But how can a face restored by elixirs compare to the perfection one can achieve by rebuilding it oneself?
She deliberately prevented him from following the plot.
Feng Su didn't know how long he had been leaning on Yu Yan's shoulder, and every moment he was worried that she would pull him down, but Yu Yan didn't seem to have such thoughts.
The boy's fingers curled up nervously, his chin pressed tightly against the woman's, seemingly oblivious to the pain in his body.
He even had the energy to look outside the barrier.
The young master there was nowhere to be seen; he didn't know when he had left, and he was quite disappointed.
"Feng Su, promise your master one thing."
Realizing that the boy had successfully established his foundation, Yu Yan placed him back into the liquid pool.
Feng Su clenched his fists, feeling utterly empty inside.
“Yes,” he said.
Yu Yan cast a cleansing spell, and the moisture on her body dissipated, making her feel much more relaxed.
Seeing his reaction, she suddenly bent down and pinched his chin.
Feng Su's heart was pounding rapidly.
The woman's breathtaking face was right in front of him. He could clearly see her long eyelashes, and the star mark between her eyebrows shimmered with a pale blue light. She was so beautiful that he wanted to reach out and touch her.
When Feng Su suddenly saw his own scarred face reflected in the other person's pupils, it felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his heart.
"You're not even going to ask what it is?" Yu Yan pinched the bone on his chin.
The child was so thin he barely had any flesh on him.
"Disciple will obey Master." He lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her, afraid that she would see his ugliness in her eyes.
“What cultivators should care about least is their appearance,” Yu Yan suddenly said.
Feng Su suddenly looked up, his pupils trembling as he stared intently at her, "Master... do you really think so?"
Yu Yan seemed to suddenly understand his awkwardness, and she lightly traced the scar on his face with her fingertips.
"I will not investigate where these came from, but if you want to get rid of them, you should cultivate properly until you reach the Nascent Soul stage. Do not try to use medicine to erase them on your own along the way."
The woman's soft, cool fingertips touched his face inch by inch, causing a slight tickle. Upon hearing the last part, Feng Su's heart sank. "Why? Master, can you tell me the reason?"
No one would want to look at his face all day long. Even he himself dislikes it, let alone his master.
"You just agreed." Yu Yan smiled and let go of her hand. "Remember, never take any medicine without authorization."
"Your disciple obeys."
Feng Su felt as if a huge stone was lodged in his heart.
The stone became even harder and heavier after he learned that his master had accepted Li Ze as his disciple.
"Master, are we going to the Cangmiao Sect?" Li Ze leaned against the window of the spirit boat, looking out with great excitement.
Yu Yan: "Mm."
"Senior brother, can I live with you then?" Li Ze moved closer to Feng Su again.
Before meeting Feng Su, he was reluctant to call him "Senior Brother".
But my senior brother has already reached the Foundation Establishment stage at such a young age—
He felt ashamed of himself!
Feng Su frowned: "No."
"There are many rooms in Yan Hui Palace. You can choose one yourself when the time comes."
Yu Yan smiled as she looked at Li Ze, as if Yan Hui Peak was some barren land that couldn't even accommodate one more person.
Feng Su's small body was tense.
Originally, there were only him and his master on Yan Hui Peak, but now there is also Li Ze.
What about after that?
Will Master take on other disciples?
He suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.
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