Chapter 93

Can't think about it.

If I think about it again, I'll die of heartache.

「Master… Miss, you, you!! 」 Not only was Qingxia dazed, but even the dozen or so cultivators who had unleashed their magic weapons and prepared to chase and kill were stunned, at a loss what to do: 「Guest Elder, should we still pursue? 」

Never expected that.

Yesterday she was still teaching Miss how to act pitiful, how to act weak, how to make the Young Sect Master feel heartbroken; today…… in just one night, how did the master go straight from beginner to master?

She performed the act of feeble and pitiful to perfection.

How…… did she suddenly open her apertures?

This makes no sense!

Not only was Qingxia dazed, but even the dozen or so cultivators who had unleashed their magic weapons and prepared to chase and kill were stunned, at a loss what to do: 「Guest Elder, should we still pursue? 」

「Seems to have come from Qianyuan City; probably a remnant of the Heavenly Mystery Dao Sect. 」

「Is this loose cultivator going to rely on Su Changfeng? 」

「Let's first follow the Holy Son's plan and act accordingly, adapting as needed. 」

In a moment, a dozen or so cultivators gathered their spiritual power, ready to give it their all.

While Liu Liyan flung herself into Su Chen's embrace, mist rose in her eyes; she pressed her face tightly against his chest on one side, looking overly frightened, while on the other she lifted her bewitching, beautiful blood-red eyes.

Her direction happened to be aimed straight at Qingxia.

She narrowed her dangerous eyes, giving the other a warning glance, then secretly signaled with her eyes, fluttering her lovely lashes as if asking, 'Is this how feeble I should be?'

Qingxia: "……"

What dare she say?

Beside him, the Liu Sect Master wept with tears like pear blossoms, full of self-reproach, heartbroken as she clutched her chest.

After glancing over the Young Sect Master Su, he simply didn't notice the slightest abnormality; his eyes likewise filled with guilt, he gently patted Liu Liyan's jade back, again and again, continually comforting her, 'It's fine, I'm here.'

Qingxia: "……"

「A Chen, I thought I'd never see you again; I'm scared, I'm terrified of losing you. 」

Su Chen listened to these weak words, his heart overwhelmed with guilt and self-reproach.

His long hand stroked her silvery hair: 'It's my fault; I didn't arrange things well, letting you suffer—I shouldn't have handed you over to the Black Dragon.'

「It's fine now; from now on I won't neglect your safety again. 」

Liu Liyan lightly pursed her pink lips.

Hearing those words, her heart felt sweeter than eating honey.

Because, because just now…… she saw in A Chen's eyes that heartfelt joy and tenderness, that guilt and self-reproach when seeing her—did he really feel heartbroken for her?

Does that mean I have a talent for acting weak and pitiful?

Does that mean A Chen likes me a little bit?

「A Chen, I'm cold; can you keep holding me like this? 」

Su Chen heard the person in his arms say they were cold, and unconsciously thought of his fiancée in the Black Heaven Water Prison, her cultivation sealed, the place damp.

He unconsciously increased the force of his embrace, his chin resting on her forehead, saying, 'Okay, I'll keep holding you like this—does it feel better?'

Liu Liyan pressed close to Su Chen's chest, rubbing back and forth like a sleepy kitten, gently nodding obediently.

Then she lifted her lovely blood-red eyes, gazing up at Su Chen, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice: 'As long as you're by my side, I, I won't fear the cold; on the way here, I was afraid I wouldn't see you, feeling especially cold.'

「Especially this. 」

Liu Liyan placed her hand on her heaving chest.

Su Chen's brow twitched; he quickly grabbed Liu Liyan's small hand and then transmitted his yuan energy into her body.

He then lifted his gaze, his cold eyes sweeping over the distant, strangely behaved Qingxia, then turning to the dozens of cultivators petrified in place.

The atmosphere at the east city gate became unusually solemn.

The disciples of the Azure Dragon Holy Land were full of vigilance; Su Chen was their target for this expedition, and upon just entering the Eastern Wasteland they learned that he possessed a supreme legacy.

There were still individuals instructed by the Holy Son; to avoid revealing any flaws, they collected all the magic weapons they had unleashed.

Su Chen merely glanced at the incoming person before withdrawing his gaze.

He lowered his head and gently stroked Liu Liyan's silver hair with his hand, speaking softly: "How did you make it all the way here, from Gan Yuan City to Yun Hai City, without any teleportation array? Such a long distance—if anything had happened to you, I couldn't even imagine it; thank goodness you're safe and sound."

"If next time you encounter something like this again, you are not allowed to move around randomly; stay where you are and wait for me…… Well, there won't be a next time."

"In short, you must not joke with your own life."

"Aunt Liu constantly worries about your safety; you are innocent and naive, have no combat experience whatsoever, your cultivation is unstable and insubstantial, you merely possess a realm in name only; these days I've been so worried I can't sleep all night, even when I meditate, as soon as I close my eyes I see scenes of suffering and hardship."

"……"

Liu Liyan, with an innocent and harmless expression, leaned against Su Chen's left shoulder like a little bird depending on a person, listening to Su Chen's words spoken above his head.

A Chen said,

He missed himself greatly.

He also said that if such a situation happened again in the future, you should stay where you are and wait for him; even if he were separated by a thousand layers of mountains and myriad tribulations, he would come to fetch you.

Liu Liyan remembered.

Every word Su Chen had ever said to her—whether unintentional or intentional, whether a joke or solemn—she would keep in her heart.

Qing Xia in the distance: "……"

The petrified holy land cultivator: "……"

"Her?"

"Delicate and fragile?"

"Unstable cultivation?"

"No combat experience at all?"

Innocent?

Listen, everyone listen, what kind of tiger-wolf words are these!

What kind of bewitching soup did they drink, to make their cognitive gap so huge?

Make these people think this woman has no combat experience, is innocent, will suffer disaster, and even worry to the point they can't calm their minds during cultivation meditation!

Disciples of the Myriad Holy Lands looked with utterly devastated eyes, pityingly glanced at the hall master on the ground whose throat was sealed by a dagger, then cast a strange gaze toward Su Chen in his arms, that person sobbing, trembling.

If it weren't that the corpse hasn't cooled yet, it would be right underfoot.

They probably would believe, that this Dao friend says is fact.

Really can act.

"Ah Chen, I won't, I won't adventure alone anymore, I will wait for you to come pick me up."

"I just miss you so much, I was worried about you, without you by my side I can't sleep, so I came all the way from Qian Yuan City, didn't expect to encounter only evil cultivators on the road, their methods are so vicious..."

"Look." That beautiful face leaning against Su Chen's shoulder.

Liu Liyan's autumn eyes flowed, tears misting, she just looked up at Su Chen.

Then she slightly lifted her previously severed wrist.

The wound seemed injured by the dagger's blade qi, now a thick scab has formed.

She appeared obedient, leaning against Su Chen, clearly in pain yet she endured, whispering a word: 'Pain'.

The next moment.

Su Chen's heart ached to the extreme, his inner fury like a volcano about to erupt.

"Who did it?"

"I don't remember clearly, at that time my internal essence power was completely exhausted, they even took my only storage ring, but other things are fine, except the yin-yang fish bracelet you gave me, I won't let them take it."

"They just used a dagger to stab my hand..."