These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Ran Xinxue was so angry that she trembled, and her hands and feet were ice cold.

But the worst thing was that she still couldn't completely curse the boy, because it was only dawn now, not her own dawn.

He could still easily control his own life and death.

Wei Tu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Ran Xinxue, whose clothes were disheveled and made her look particularly alluring, and coughed.

"Could you please put your clothes on first? Who are you trying to tempt?"

"Damn it...who told me to take my clothes off?"

Ran Xinxue said irritably, then picked up the dress from the foot of the bed, went around behind the screen, and neatly put it on.

Wei Tu seemed to have also remembered everything that happened last night.

He asked himself the question, and then he spoke.

"I really just came to ask you about the recent situation in the sect last night..."

"You've already done it, and you still want to lie to me?"

Ran Xinxue was even more furious. Who would believe such a thing?

Wei Tu shrugged helplessly, then suddenly remembered something.

"By the way...why are you sleeping on top of me?"

"I don't know! Pack your things and get out of here!"

"Speak properly."

"Master, please take care. This humble servant, having just received your favor, truly has no strength to see you off."

After teasing the stubborn woman for a while, Wei Tu left Baoguang Palace.

Ran Xinxue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Regarding Wei Tu's question about why the two ended up sleeping together, Ran Xinxue actually remembered it. She believed that the other person also remembered it, since they weren't drunk. As long as someone is normal, their memory wouldn't decline to that extent.

Ran Xinxue was certain that the other party only wanted to humiliate her and satisfy his disgusting and despicable fetish.

Last night... it was clearly Ran Xinxue who brushed her teeth and washed up countless times before returning to Baoguang Palace, but the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she beat Wei Tu without any regard for the consequences.

Even when Wei Tu used the slave mark, she persisted in punching and kicking the boy, but her strength was indeed limited.

Finally, Wei Tu held him in his arms.

This woman, who had always been strong and showed a strong desire for life, finally broke down in tears.

The boy didn't say anything, he just quietly hugged himself.

He held Ran Xinxue until her tears seemed to have dried up. Ran Xinxue was no longer quite sure why she was crying so heartbreakingly.

Perhaps it was because of the unprecedented shame, or perhaps it was because she had never done this kind of thing for a man before, but the mentality that she would rather do this for him than die finally made her break down first.

She was crying so hard that she seemed to have no strength left to resist, and was simply held by the other person.

The boy's body heat seemed to penetrate her clothes and reach her heart. She couldn't quite explain what this warmth was, but she didn't like it.

I still dislike it.

I still feel disgusted.

I still hate it.

But in such warm body temperature and sunshine-like air, her will grew increasingly weak.

Before she finally closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, she only heard the other person's calm, soft voice.

"It's understandable that you would do anything to survive, and no one can be blamed... But I was the one involved, and the fact that I didn't kill you is the greatest understanding I can offer."

Damn it... Do you think I wanted this? Do you think I had a choice?

Ran Xinxue was still angry.

The woman standing at the edge of the bed could only touch the still-warm bed and sigh.

She would fantasize countless times about what it would be like to start over. She even wished she had never come to the Yuanjian Sect. But life doesn't offer such an opportunity.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, and the newly fallen snow made me realize with a start that the window had been opened.

She turned her head and saw a beautiful face smiling at her.

"Get some sunshine, don't make yourself look like a lost soul all the time. You should feel more at ease sleeping alone."

After saying that, he left the window without even waiting for Ran Xinxue to react.

Ran Xinxue swallowed back all the words she wanted to say, as if she had nowhere to vent her frustration.

She could only frown and mutter to herself.

"hypocritically……"

Now that it's dawn, Wei Tu will definitely return to Xiaoyuan Peak as soon as possible.

At this time, Su Mi was probably still asleep. Because of her talent for cultivation, this girl was actually quite lazy and would sleep until she naturally woke up. For some reason, the peak master of Xuejian Peak, Lin Ruoyin, turned a blind eye to this and never scolded the girl for her laziness.

This is probably the difference between people.

Su Mi didn't need to get up early, while in Wei Tu's memory, she had never had the chance to sleep in since she was a child.

Originally, he was already very diligent in his cultivation. Sometimes, he was so tired from the previous day that he couldn't wake up at all. But if he couldn't wake up the next morning, Lu Qingyan would grab a rattan cane and barge into his room. No matter how well he was sleeping, she would pick up the whip and start lashing him until he was jolted awake.

But now, when Wei Tu thinks about these things, she feels no blame at all; instead, she feels a sense of nostalgia and a touch of warmth.

If it weren't for such strict requirements, how could I have become such an extremely self-disciplined person later on?

Knowing what one should never give up, and learning how to persist in spiritual practice day after day for twenty years without wasting time for any reason, and not being misled by desires that seem somewhat worldly but are irresistible to most people.

Perhaps he had some complaints at the time, but looking back, Wei Tu only feels fortunate to have such a master.

The swirling clouds and mist gradually lifted.

Xiaoyuan Peak is still as familiar as ever, with its clear waters and lush mountains, and even the scents carried on the wind seem so sweet.

Wei Tu suddenly felt a little nervous, then realized what was happening, shook his head and smiled wryly.

This is probably what they mean by feeling apprehensive as one gets closer to home.

I never imagined I would have such emotions; it seems like I only experienced them on the day I was reborn.

When he arrived at the familiar courtyard, he found it peaceful and serene, and even the birdsong sounded crisp and melodious.

Wei Tu finally pushed open the courtyard door at the same time.

The door to the woman's small attic, which he was facing, was pushed open.

A figure walked out from inside.

She was wearing a light green dress. She walked from inside the door to outside. Before she even looked up, she already sensed something unusual.

She saw him when she looked up.

Standing in the courtyard, under the blue sky and white clouds, smiling at herself.

His smile wasn't enigmatic; it was like the smile of the child he had brought to the Yuanjian Sect years ago.

His clothes were neat, and his hair seemed to have grown a bit longer.

His face was still so beautiful, and his eyes were still so bright.

It was so bright that you could see the pebbles in the riverbed at a glance.

Upon seeing those eyes, Lu Qingyan felt that even if the sky were to fall and the earth were to collapse, there was nothing to fear.

I've practically watched this boy grow up, but his eyes have never changed.

It seemed to soothe the trivial and boring times I spent cultivating myself over the years.

After some time had passed since their last meeting, Lu Qingyan thought about it and realized that her beloved disciple had returned from her long journey and had taken a detour through the mortal realm.

He probably isn't having an easy time either. I should say something to comfort him... even if it's just as encouragement or praise...

But Lu Qingyan realized her clumsiness at this moment, as if she couldn't even squeeze out a kind word.

There was silence for a moment.

The wind ruffled the hair around her ears, and the aloof woman reached out to press it down, only then speaking somewhat blankly.

"You're back..."

The boy smiled broadly, feeling as if he were basking in a spring breeze because of those words.

"Yes. Master, I'm back."

Life doesn't need so many fancy words; important people only need these four simple words to enter your heart.

Because of that sentence, he finally had a home where he could settle down.

49 Good master, obedient master~

"Such a thing has actually happened in the human world..."

Lu Qingyan let Wei Tu into the house, which was her usual casual manner.

Lu Qingyan had done this before, but she hesitated a little just now.

After all, the boy had grown up, and she was a young woman whose youth had not yet faded. Although it was normal for the master and disciple to be close, if others saw them, there would inevitably be gossip.

Although Lu Qingyan doesn't care about her reputation, she has never cared about it before or now; she only cares about her cultivation.

Lu Qingyan cared a lot about how others would view this young man, whether he would be seen as an outstanding man or a heretical and unorthodox individual.

She was not unaware that some people might have only done very small things, but in the eyes of others, they were considered heretical and deviated from the true nature of a cultivator, thus being condemned by people and gradually becoming associated with heretical paths.

Some people are pure white, but others can spray them black with their own words.

This is Lu Qingyan's greatest fear and deepest disgust towards this world.

Therefore, she was very concerned about Wei Tu's reputation. Her own reputation was not important, but this young man, a young man with a bright future, could not be treated like this because of her.

So this time... let's just consider it a little leniency on his return from his long trip. It wouldn't be right to refuse his request to come in now. Let's find an opportunity later to explain it to him in detail...

With this in mind, Wei Tu told Lu Qingyan about his journey down the mountain to Da Shang.