Tian Shu Wu Wang Lu

From that day on, Shen Qingyuan started the "crazy pressure to get him to nod" mode, and the aloof fairy completely transformed into a master at pursuing her husband!

At the Star-Practicing Platform early in the morning, she brought him spiritual tea on time, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him directly: "Have you thought it through?"

Lin Ye nodded as he practiced his boxing, remaining silent and composed, with the patience of a deliveryman waiting for his meal.

During their afternoon cultivation session, she helped him regulate his stellar energy, her fingertips gently touching his wrist as she softly asked, "Would you like me to stay with you forever?"

The Forest Circulation Technique emphasizes unwavering focus and concentration, keeping the eyes fixed straight ahead.

In the courtyard at dusk, she brought him a bowl of spiritual soup, sat opposite him, and stared at him intently: "Just say one thing, okay?"

Lin Ye lowered his head and drank his soup slowly and deliberately, remaining silent.

He clearly had a smile in his eyes, and his actions were always protective and accommodating towards her. When they were together, he would subconsciously protect her on the inside and save the best spiritual materials for her first. He had the instinct of a deliveryman: to protect the most important person in his life. But as soon as she asked, "Do you agree?", he would immediately shut up and not utter a single word.

Jiang Xubai observed this and secretly smiled at Shen Qingyuan, saying, "With my junior brother's personality, the more you pressure him, the less he'll talk!"

Shen Qingyuan was unconvinced and insisted on hearing him say it himself, so she tried to test him in various ways.

"Lin Ye, how about I accompany you to the sect's spiritual spring for cultivation tomorrow?"

"Um."

"Then... should we go as Daoist partners?"

Lin Ye glanced at her, smiled without saying a word, and couldn't hide the doting look in his eyes.

"If you don't tell me, I'll go tell Master that you're bullying me."

Lin Ye finally spoke, his tone serious, but his eyes were full of mischief: "Senior sister is joking."

Shen Qingyuan glared at him angrily, but the tips of her ears were red, showing no intimidation whatsoever; she was both proud and adorable.

Xingjin joined in the fun every day, sometimes tagging along with Shen Qingyuan, sometimes gossiping about Lin Ye, purely for the sake of creating a lively atmosphere.

The delivery box rested quietly on his arm, its dim light steady, as if silently watching a show: Keep chasing, and when you succeed, I'll be your personal spirit pet deliveryman!

As the days went by, Shen Qingyuan pursued him relentlessly, asking questions with unwavering determination; Lin Ye responded and protected him daily, though he was stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.

The atmosphere between the two was already so ambiguous that it could not be hidden, and the entire sect knew perfectly well: these two were already locked in!

Only Shen Qingyuan was still stubbornly waiting for him to say in person, "I agree, let's add the confession."

Lin Ye, however, remained smiling and silent.

He knew better than anyone that he used to deliver food to make a living; now he was cultivating himself to protect those around him. From a lone deliveryman to having a master, close friends, and a kindred spirit, he had steadily and diligently made his way up, without arrogance or impatience, relying on the perseverance etched into his very bones.

It wasn't that he refused; he simply wanted to cherish this sincere affection, to grow old together slowly, and to become strong enough through his own efforts to be worthy of this love and to protect those around him. On the path of cultivation, he would sing all the way, with every step blossoming like a flower!

Shen Qingyuan's feelings were already clearly laid bare, like the stars in the sky above Qingxuan Immortal Mansion, bright and open.

She would wipe the dew from his temples in the morning mist; she would silently stay by his side and serve him a warm and delicious spiritual soup when he cultivated until late at night; and she would openly admit her feelings when others teased them, without hiding anything.

But there was one thing that made her heart ache slightly—Lin Ye had never said "I like you" to her, let alone confessed his feelings to her.

What she wanted was neither tacit agreement nor the quiet security of companionship, but to hear him express his feelings in person, to know if her passionate love would receive the same straightforward response from him.

On this afternoon, the courtyard was lush with trees, and sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows.

Shen Qingyuan accompanied Lin Ye as he combed through the star power, her fingertips gathering gentle star power as she moved with delicate and graceful movements.

After the star power circulated for a full cycle, Lin Ye slowly opened his eyes and met her expectant gaze.

"Lin Ye," Shen Qingyuan spoke softly, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension, "Don't you... have anything you want to say to me?"

She gazed at him, her eyes brimming with anticipation, her ears slightly flushed, clearly waiting for his confession.

Lin Ye felt a warmth in his heart. Looking at her like this, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, but the words that were about to come out of his mouth changed, and he simply replied, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister."

Shen Qingyuan: "..."

She pursed her lips slightly, the light in her eyes dimming a little, but she still refused to give up, leaning closer a little, her voice even softer: "Not this, I want to hear something else."

Lin Ye feigned ignorance, raising an eyebrow at her: "What does Senior Sister want to hear?"

He clearly knew what was going on, but he deliberately teased her.

In his past life, he was a food delivery driver. He was best at cultivating patience and holding back his best moves. He always felt that good things shouldn't be rushed out. For a "lifetime order" like confessing love, he had to wait until he had all the necessary equipment and a high enough rating before making a grand delivery.

Shen Qingyuan bit her lower lip, speechless. Her clear eyes stared straight at him, a hint of grievance mixed with stubbornness: "You know perfectly well."

What she wanted was never a word of thanks, nor his silent accommodation, but a heartfelt confession from him.

Xingjin, who was lying on the stone table and munching on a spirit fruit, seemed to understand the tug-of-war between the two. He held the spirit fruit in his little paws, chirped twice, and nodded his little head, clearly stirring up trouble.

The delivery box on his left arm trembled slightly, its faint light swirling around it, as if it were frantically flashing across the screen.

[Customer's mood is about to turn red! Please respond as soon as possible! Late responses will result in a deduction of reputation points!]

Lin Ye looked at the grievance and expectation in her eyes, and his heart softened completely, but he still held back and didn't say anything.

It wasn't that he disliked her or was unwilling to respond; it was just an obsession ingrained in his bones as a delivery driver—either don't do it at all, or do it to the best of your ability. His confession had to be respectable, strong enough, and worthy of her.

In the days that followed, Shen Qingyuan waited even more persistently for his confession.

As they walked side by side along the path in the immortal abode, she would softly ask, "Do you think it's alright to walk together like this?"

Lin Ye nodded: "Very good."

But they didn't say, "It's so good to have you by my side."

She sewed him a wristband adorned with star patterns, put it on him herself, and softly asked, "Do you like it?"

Lin Ye stroked the fine stitches on the wristband and said gently, "I like it."

But she didn't say, "I like everything my senior sister gave me."

Jiang Xubai saw this and privately advised Lin Ye with a smile: "Qingyuan is aloof by nature, and it's already quite an achievement for her to take the initiative like this. Don't keep teasing her; you should give her a straight answer to put her mind at ease."

Lin Ye simply smiled without saying a word.

He had already rehearsed his confession countless times in his mind, more so than he knew the food delivery route by heart. However, he wanted to wait until he was stronger before he could openly and honestly "deliver" his feelings to her door.

Although Shen Qingyuan was occasionally disappointed, she never thought of giving up.

She continued to stay by his side every day, taking meticulous care of him, her heart and eyes filled with him, even if she never received his confession, she was still willing to do so.

She believed that one day, she would be able to hear him express his feelings for her.

As Lin Ye watched her gentleness and persistence day after day, the tenderness in his eyes grew even stronger.

He silently honed his skills and refined his martial arts techniques, working tirelessly in his cultivation just like he used to push for sales and generate positive reviews, hoping to reach the top as soon as possible and then confess his love to her in a grand and glorious way.

The inspirational motto for working people: First, gain a firm foothold, then embrace what you love.

The morning light and evening glow of Qingxuan Immortal Mansion remain unchanged, and the two figures still accompany each other day and night.

Shen Qingyuan was waiting, waiting for him to give her a heartfelt confession;

Lin Ye was hiding his burning joy, waiting for the right moment to present it all to her.

The path of cultivation is long and arduous, and he has long since decided that the person beside him is the only one who will accompany him in this life.

That belated confession will eventually reach her ears, gentle yet firm.

But Shen Qingyuan's patience eventually wore thin with each passing day of waiting and disappointment, turning into resentment and anger.

She has always been aloof and reserved. It took all her courage to lower herself and take the initiative to pursue him. She didn't ask for anything dramatic, just a personal response from Lin Ye, a straightforward confession. But this small hope was never fulfilled.

He would readily accept all her kindness, protect her during his spiritual practice, help her out of trouble when she encountered setbacks, and put all his tenderness into action. But he would never say "I like you" or give her a clear confession. He would always leave it at that and always remain silent and tacit.