Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

056 What could she have done wrong?

He looked at the wall that had closed again, paused for a moment, raised his hand, and several sword energies shot out.

This?

Mo Fei stared wide-eyed at the vanished Feng Qiguang and Yu Luoning, completely stunned.

"What do they mean by this?"

The atmosphere between Li Yunyu and Zhou Shen suddenly became tense, their eyes turning cold and dangerous.

Mo Yuntian was also furious.

Just moments ago, he had agreed with Feng Qiguang, but unexpectedly, that kid turned around and left them behind.

Mo Fei scratched his head and muttered to himself:

"Grandpa, you just said he was right. If this is the right path, why aren't they taking it anymore?"

Mo Yuntian did some calculations with his fingers, then frowned in confusion, "This path is indeed the right one."

At this moment, Li Yunyu suddenly spoke up: "Senior Mo, you two should be able to reach the exit if you follow this path straight. I have important matters to attend to, so please excuse me."

Mo Yuntian asked in confusion, "Why don't you come out with me, fellow Daoist?"

Li Yunyu's expression was cold, his pupils, covered by a white silk ribbon, were like ice: "This is a grudge between me and Feng Qiguang."

Before he finished speaking, he stepped inside, passed through the wall, and chased after them.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other in bewilderment.

Mo Fei stroked his chin, recalling everything from entering the maze to now.

Li Yunyu's persistent, lingering gaze, Feng Qiguang's constant silence, and the female cultivator's nonchalant demeanor from beginning to end.

The more he thought about it, the more something seemed wrong.

Suddenly enlightened, she leaned close to Mo Yuntian and whispered, "Grandpa."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say!"

"Don't you think the atmosphere between those three is a bit strange? I noticed it from the beginning; there's an inexplicable, subtle tension."

Mo Yuntian frowned: "What's subtle?"

"The taste of adultery."

Mo Yuntian's lips twitched: "..."

He took a deep breath and slapped Mo Fei on the back of the head.

"What nonsense are you spouting at such a young age?"

Mo Fei said, feeling wronged, "I absolutely cannot be wrong. There's definitely something strange about those three people. Two men fighting over one woman? I know this kind of thing very well."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Yuntian grabbed his ear. "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Tell me honestly, how many bad things did you do while I was in seclusion?"

Meanwhile, Feng Qiguang used his teleportation technique to transport the two to a remote place in the northwest corner.

The rumbling sound of the walls closing seemed almost right next to my ear.

Yu Luoning was pressed against the wall, with Feng Qiguang supporting himself on one side of her, trapping her in place. He looked down at her, speaking each word with gritted teeth.

"Yu, little, good boy."

Yu Luoning was stunned.

She figured it out in no time.

Indeed, a chosen one may be blind once or twice, but never three times.

She forced a smile, her tone ingratiating: "When did you realize... it was mine?"

"When you entered the chaotic space."

Feng Qiguang spoke calmly, but Yu Luoning knew that this was only a brief calm before the storm.

She quickly mentally reviewed the escape routes.

She was devastated to discover that all her plans were utterly futile in the face of Feng Qiguang, whose spiritual power had been restored.

Moreover, the two of them were so close that she could hear Feng Qiguang's heartbeat.

"Aren't you tired of leaning against the wall? The wall is so cold, be careful not to freeze your hands."

Feng Qiguang scoffed, "Your concern is quite unique. You want me to let you go so you can find a chance to escape?"

Yu Luoning remained silent.

The two remained in this position for an unknown amount of time. Feng Qiguang lowered his head, his gaze slowly falling to the edge of Yu Luoning's clothes.

A faint blush was visible there.

The neckline covered most of it, but it still left much to the imagination.

Feng Qiguang's eyes suddenly darkened, and he felt as if someone had ripped something out of his heart.

A surge of resentment, discomfort, jealousy, and hatred welled up uncontrollably.

He noticed Li Yunyu's gaze the whole way; it was sticky and clingy, as if he wanted to stick to him.

But the person he wanted to cling to wasn't anyone else; it was him, Feng Qiguang's fiancée.

That despicable scoundrel, that shameless wretch.

He swallowed his anger repeatedly along the way, and after searching for a long time, he finally got this opportunity.

Feng Qiguang: "This hickey was left by Li Yunyu."

Yu Luoning remained silent.

Actually, it's not just in one place; it's also on my thigh.

She dared not speak, fearing that if Feng Qiguang found out, he might even want to kill her.

She lied and said she was his fiancée, but unexpectedly, Feng Qiguang also accepted the relationship.

She really does act like her fiancé.

Well, now he's dug his own grave.

Feng Qiguang stared at her for a long time, so long that Yu Luoning began to wonder if she should apologize and play the victim.

Feng Qiguang suddenly chuckled softly. The laughter was devoid of any emotion, but it sounded particularly desolate and forlorn in the quiet stone path.

"Yu Xiaoguai, don't you have anything you want to say to me?"

Yu Luoning's eyelids twitched, and she said, "How about I let you hit me a few times to vent your anger? But could you please not hit my face?"

Feng Qiguang suddenly felt a strange, indescribable feeling, as if his breath was stuck in his chest.

His voice even rose a few decibels, "In your eyes, am I just a man who hits women?"

Yu Luoning: "..."

No way? Who was it that chased her for thousands of miles trying to kill her?

However, it's best not to say anything right now.

Feng Qiguang's gaze fell on her face again, landing on the spreading purple markings, and he asked, "How did you get that on your face?"

Yu Luoning laughed.

Her smile was originally very beautiful; the corners of her eyes curved up, and a small dimple was faintly visible on her cheek, so radiant that it was impossible to look away.

At this moment, coupled with his face covered in purple markings, he could only be described as terrifying.

"I encountered members of the Five Poisons Sect and was poisoned. I managed to escape with the help of Senior Mo."

She put it simply, but Feng Qiguang could still imagine the danger that had occurred before.

She must have suffered a lot during the time she was separated from me, right?

His brow furrowed slightly as he spoke, "Why did Li Yunyu leave you to face the Five Poisons Sect alone? Weren't you with him when we descended into the underground palace?"

Yu Luoning remained silent, pondering her words for a moment.

"Because I didn't want to be with him, I ran away alone."

Feng Qiguang stared at her, his voice lowering slightly: "Did he force you to deal with the detoxification?"

Yu Luoning lowered her eyes, sniffed, and did not answer immediately.

When she looked up again, her expression became exceptionally serious.

With a mix of grievance, helplessness, and stubbornness, her understanding of pie charts reached its peak at this moment.

"I've already lost all face to see you, so just kill me?"

Feng Qiguang: "..."

"After you kill me, could you please burn me to ashes and smear them on this stone wall? In life, I was always ridiculed. They called me a piece of elm wood, a piece of rotten mud, a piece of dog shit that can't be plastered on a wall. After I die, I want to tell them that I, Yu Xiaoguai, am also a person who can be plastered on a wall."

Feng Qiguang: "..."

"Someone as privileged as you would never understand. Oh well, never mind. Just dig a hole and bury me. For a nobody like me, nobody cares, I might as well die. Nobody cares anyway."

After Yu Luoning finished speaking, she lowered her head and wiped the corner of her eye with her sleeve.

Feng Qiguang looked at her silently, going over her words in his mind from beginning to end.

What wrong could his woman have done?

It's Li Yunyu.

He must have forced them.

He shouldn't take his anger out on a woman like her.

Feng Qiguang took a deep breath, and when he spoke, his tone carried a rare hint of heartache.

"What's past is past."

Yu Luoning raised her head slightly, her eyes sparkling as if she hadn't expected him to say that.

"You don't mind...me being dirty?"

Feng Qiguang's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. He lifted her chin with one hand, lowered his head, and pressed his thin lips heavily against hers.

His tongue traced the shape of her lips, as if silently answering her question.