Chapter 859: Relieved

Jiuyou looked toward Luo Xuandao, a strange look flickering in her eyes.

As a heaven-gifted talent of the Youyun Holy Land, Luo Xuandao was extremely confident and proud.

He trusted his own initial judgment.

But now, his initial judgment had developed an error, and on top of that, he considered Wan Guiyuan to be an enemy, the kind whose words were completely untrustworthy.

So...

Through a twist of fate.

Wang Jianqiang's confession was instead seen by him as a deliberate provocation?

Was all of this a coincidence, or had Wan Guiyuan calculated it in advance?

If it were the latter.

Then Wan Guiyuan's schemes and audacity were truly astonishing, were they not?

Just as Jiuyou's thoughts were turning, Wang Jianqiang suddenly sighed, "Forget it."

"Wan offered a kind reminder; since Daoist Friend Luo does not believe it, Wan will say no more."

"Fairy Jiuyou, let us return to the residence to rest."

As he spoke, he came to Jiuyou's side.

"Leaving?"

"Since you have come before Luo, do you think you can leave so easily?"

Luo Xuandao let out a cold snort, his overbearing aura erupting and instantly locking onto Wang Jianqiang.

Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow and slowly turned to look at Luo Xuandao.

Before he could speak, a figure suddenly blocked his path, "Luo Xuandao, stop!"

Jiuyou stared coldly at Luo Xuandao, a strange power flowing over her mask.

It actually resisted all of Luo Xuandao's overbearing aura.

Luo Xuandao's heart stirred, and his gaze could not help but linger for a moment on the Blood Asura Mask on Jiuyou's face.

He knew this Blood Asura Mask was a powerful Magic Treasure bestowed upon Jiuyou by the Sacred Lord, with astonishing might.

But he had not expected it to be powerful to this extent.

The power contained within it seemed to hold a bloodthirsty and violent will.

The moment he felt this will, even he felt a sense of unease!

And this was only because Jiuyou's cultivation was not high, so the power she could trigger was limited.

It was hard to imagine, if Jiuyou reached the Spirit Transformation Stage and triggered this Blood Asura Mask again.

How strong the power would be.

At this moment, he could not help but feel unbalanced in his heart.

The Sacred Lord as well.

Such a powerful treasure, why give it to Jiuyou, an outsider?

Why not give it to him, a direct blood descendant?

He stared at Jiuyou, his gaze flickering, but in the end, he withdrew his aura.

"Jiuyou, since you want to protect him, I will give you this face today."

"But there is one thing you must remember: you are about to become my, Luo Xuandao's, Dao Companion. I hope you will observe wifely virtue in the future and stop associating with these disreputable male cultivators."

"I do not wish for the same thing to happen a second time."

"Otherwise, not only I, but the Sacred Lord will not let you off."

Hearing this, Jiuyou's eyes flashed.

She did not respond.

Instead, she looked at Wang Jianqiang, "Daoist Friend Wan, follow me."

Having said that, she brought Wang Jianqiang back into the Residence Space.

Once the two figures disappeared.

A cold sneer appeared on Luo Xuandao's face.

This Wan Guiyuan actually harbored the delusion of disgusting and provoking him by fabricating an improper relationship with Jiuyou.

It was truly laughable.

Did he really think he would believe it?

He was underestimating his own depth and wisdom too much.

He pondered for a moment, not leaving directly, but instead crouching in wait outside Jiuyou's residence.

According to his guess.

This Wan Guiyuan, in order to disgust him, should stay in Jiuyou's residence for a while longer.

He wanted to see.

Just how many days the other party could stay in Jiuyou's residence.

To see who had more patience.

Just as Wang Jianqiang entered Jiuyou's residence.

In another direction of the Core Disciple residential area of the Youyun Holy Land.

Liu Yanran had already returned to the front of her own residence.

She was just preparing to enter.

A figure suddenly appeared.

Liu Yanran looked toward the person who had arrived, her brows furrowing imperceptibly, "Senior Brother Luo?"

Luo Ming looked at Liu Yanran, his gaze flickering for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, "Junior Sister Liu, I have just thought it over; your approach was actually not wrong."

"You are right. Compared to losing a chance to teach Wan Guiyuan a lesson, your opportunity to quickly break through to the Spirit Severing Mid Stage is more important. Being able to bring you a chance for a breakthrough, I should be happy instead."

Liu Yanran nodded, her expression appearing somewhat indifferent, "It is good that Senior Brother Luo can understand."

Detecting this cold attitude from Liu Yanran, Luo Ming frowned, "Junior Sister Liu, you have never been this cold to me before. Is it because I failed to understand you immediately earlier, and you are angry?"

Liu Yanran shook her head, "Senior Brother Luo, you are overthinking it. I am just a bit tired."

"I will go rest first, so I won't invite you in to sit."

After speaking, she turned and stepped into her residence.

Seeing Liu Yanran's figure disappear, Luo Ming could not help but feel some regret.

Why was his reaction so slow at that time?

He had been pursuing Liu Yanran, and until now, he had not yet fully succeeded.

If he had just gone along with it and readily agreed when Wan Guiyuan proposed the conditions earlier.

The final barrier in Liu Yanran's heart would inevitably have collapsed, and he would have been able to win the beauty over.

Now...

Everything was ruined.

Not only did the plan to teach Wan Guiyuan a lesson fail, but he also offended Liu Yanran.

The good impression he had accumulated in Liu Yanran's heart over many years had collapsed in an instant.

No, he had to quickly find a way to restore it.

After Liu Yanran returned to her residence.

She immediately and impatiently took out a Perfect Spirit-Nurturing Pill and swallowed it.

Then, she refined it with all her might.

Half a day later.

She slowly opened her closed eyes, feeling the extent of the growth of Spiritual Power within her body.

A look of pleasant surprise could not help but appear on her face.

The medicinal effect far exceeded that of ordinary Spirit Nourishing Pills, with not the slightest bit of Pill Poison residue; it could be swallowed without limit!

Is this the legendary Perfect Pill?

This effect seems to even exceed his expectations!

Time passed day by day.

Five days later.

The gate to Jiuyou's residence opened, revealing the Space Channel behind the door.

Luo Xuandao looked over at the first moment, and then, two figures walked out from within, one after the other, under his gaze.

Wang Jianqiang walked in front, a faint smile hanging on his face, appearing to be in a pleasant mood.

Jiuyou followed behind, her face still wearing the Blood Asura Mask; through the mask, one could see a trace of unmaskable exhaustion in her eyes.

Furthermore, Luo Xuandao keenly noticed that Jiuyou's aura was somewhat weak.

It seemed as if the consumption had been significant.

After noticing this scene, he sneered in his heart.

Sure enough...

The two of them were just purely sparring in cultivation; nothing had happened.

That Wan Guiyuan from before was merely just talking big.

"Daoist Friend Luo, you haven't left yet? Are you helping me and Fairy Jiuyou guard the door?"

"Tsk tsk, Daoist Friend Luo is truly a warm-hearted person."

Wang Jianqiang looked at Luo Xuandao with a smile, a faint smirk lingering at the corners of his mouth.

Luo Xuandao's expression sank, "Wan Guiyuan, I hope you can still laugh after I and Jiuyou become cultivation partners."

Although he had been very confident in his guess before, without "eyeballing" it, he had felt somewhat uncertain.

Now that he saw everything was just as he had guessed, he felt relieved.

After speaking.

His figure flashed and disappeared.