A wasted cultivation cultivator, whose senior sister comes to his door asking for pills at the start

The following morning, in the study of the Temple of the Virgin.

Hong Xian'er was handling her routine official duties, while Ye Yun was quietly cultivating the Myriad Spirits Sword Technique. The room was very quiet, and neither of them intended to disturb the other.

Just then, a girl's soft moan came from outside the door.

"Master! I'm back!"

Yu Hongling, who hadn't returned home all night, jumped into the study with a grin and greeted Hong Xian'er.

Seeing this, Hong Xian'er nodded slightly and then continued to handle her official duties, and the room became quiet again.

"strangeness……"

Yu Hongling scratched her head, as if she sensed that the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit strange.

Immediately, she jogged over to Ye Yun's side, bent down, and asked in a low voice.

"You rascal, did you do something to anger Master?"

"Ahem, this is a complicated matter."

Ye Yun coughed lightly, unsure how to explain.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Hong Xian'er say coldly.

"Ling'er, you should go back to your room and rest. Don't disturb his cultivation."

"Uh... I understand."

Yu Hongling's delicate body trembled slightly. Sure enough, her master was angry.

She nodded like a chick pecking at rice, not wanting to offend her master.

After casting a pitying glance at Ye Yun, she quickly returned to her room.

At this moment, Ye Yun asked awkwardly.

"Your Highness, are you still angry?"

What do you think?

"..."

Ye Yun sensed the other party's cold expression and already knew the answer in his heart.

At this moment, Hong Xian'er was still indifferently looking at the memorials on the table.

Not long after she saw the contents, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"So many heretical cultivators are secretly approaching Qingyang's base?"

Originally, Qingyang's garrison was just one of many garrisons that had been attacked, but the contents of this memorial indicated that many evil cultivators were secretly gathering in the vicinity.

Although they were all innate cultivators, they were somewhat strange. The memorial suggested sending disciples as usual, while the holy land itself should focus on observation.

Looking at the list of disciples to be sent to Qingyang's garrison, she raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Lu Shaoyou, Xiao Xiao, Pei Yuyan, Ye Yun..."

Seeing this, Hong Xian'er looked up at Ye Yun and asked.

"Ye Yun, are you going to Qingyang's base to wipe out the evil cultivators?"

Her sudden conversation startled Ye Yun, who then nodded in response.

"I am indeed going to wipe out the evil cultivators, but I don't know if it's the Qingyang base."

"Why aren't you in the Pill Removal Room? Why did you suddenly decide to go and wipe out the evil cultivators?"

"Isn't it true that inner disciples have to participate in the Holy Land's external affairs once a year? Besides, I naturally have to lend a hand in the matter of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path!"

Ye Yun replied in a serious tone, after all, he couldn't very well say that he was actually interested in those evil witches.

"I see……"

Hong Xian'er suddenly realized, and then seemed to fall into deep thought.

Ye Yun, who was not far away, looked at her with a puzzled expression, not understanding what she was thinking.

After a while, she suddenly reached out and threw a long, thin object in front of Ye Yun.

"Take this with you when you go on a mission."

Ye Yun was stunned for a moment, looked at the thing she threw over, picked it up and examined it.

Before long, she discovered that it was a scroll made of what appeared to be some kind of animal hide, and it was emanating a powerful aura.

Ye Yun was unfamiliar with this thing and asked in confusion.

"Your Highness, this is...?"

"This is a transfer scroll."

Hong Xian'er continued reviewing the memorials, explaining them nonchalantly.

"When you encounter a desperate situation, you can take it out and pull it open, which will open a spatial door at your location."

"At that time, I will travel there through the portal, and I will be able to reach a thousand miles away in an instant."

After listening to her story, Ye Yun looked at the scroll again, his face filled with shock.

"This scroll is incredibly powerful?!"

In response, Hong Xian'er gave a light snort and said indifferently.

"Of course it's powerful. Refining this teleportation scroll requires a huge amount of resources, making it extremely precious."

"So you'd better use it when you're on your deathbed. If I find out you've wasted it, I'll personally cripple you."

Although the subsequent threat was quite frightening.

However, his actions were genuinely motivated by concern for his own safety, which deeply moved Ye Yun.

Could it be that this Red Fairy is actually an arrogant saintess?

Of course, he only thought it to himself; if he dared to say it out loud, he would probably get a beating!

Ye Yun carefully rolled up the scroll and clasped his hands in thanks.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness!"

His gratitude, however, did not stir any emotion in Hong Xian'er.

She didn't even glance at Ye Yun, and spoke coldly while reviewing the memorials.

"Don't overthink it. I just don't want you to die out there and affect my own cultivation progress."

This explanation is quite reasonable.

But then Ye Yun hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Speaking of which, Your Highness, may I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead and ask."

"Given Your Highness's situation, wouldn't it be more in your best interest to imprison me and use me as a tool to aid your cultivation?"

Ye Yun scratched his head and asked with a hint of confusion.

"But I don't understand, why didn't you do that?"

Upon hearing this question, Hong Xian'er stopped reviewing the memorials.

Then she raised her head, glanced at Ye Yun, and replied coldly.

"Because I am not an evil cultivator, I naturally wouldn't do things that only evil cultivators would do."

"As for you, I have done what I should do. If you still die out there, then I will accept it."

After saying that, she lowered her head again and began to review the memorials.

Ye Yun, who was nearby, looked surprised.

Now, he felt a greater sense of admiration for this holy lady.

"Well said, 'Not a heretical cultivator,' well said, 'Accepting it'..."

Ye Yun sighed inwardly, thinking that this person was indeed worthy of being chosen as the Holy Maiden, and her temperament was truly beyond the reach of ordinary people!

After that, the two stopped talking, and the study fell silent again.

Ye Yun continued to cultivate the Myriad Spirits Sword Technique, and a day passed in the blink of an eye.

As the sun sets and dusk approaches.

As previously agreed, Ye Yun's cohabitation with the Holy Maiden came to an end, and he was to return to his hometown, the abandoned alchemy room.

"Your Highness, I'll head back now."

Ye Yun stood up and looked at Hong Xian'er, who had finished reviewing papers and was cultivating.

Upon hearing this, Hong Xian'er slowly opened her eyes, glanced at him, and said calmly.

"The Qingyang garrison is not safe. Remember to be careful and don't die easily out there."

Although these words were barbed, they were ultimately expressions of concern for Ye Yun.

Ye Yun was slightly taken aback, then grinned.

"Your Highness, rest assured, I don't have any other special characteristics, except that I'm incredibly lucky!"

After saying goodbye, Ye Yun packed his things and left the Holy Maiden Palace alone.

The thought of being able to spend another intimate time with Her Highness next month made him feel quite good.

Turning his head to glance at the Holy Maiden Palace, Ye Yun's lips curled up slightly, and he secretly made up his mind.

"Just wait, Your Highness. Sooner or later, I will conquer you completely, body and soul!"

He then strode away. Next, he had to return to the abandoned alchemy room to do something extremely important!