Chapter 231: For Two…Convergence!
In the carriage, Leng Wuyan sat on the chair with a resentful look in her eyes.
Li Ran wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
After a long while, her voice rang out. “So, did you guys really hug?”
Li Ran gulped and smiled sheepishly. “It was just a simple hug.”
Leng Wuyan’s brows twitched as she silently drew her black sword.
Killing intent permeated the air, and space was constantly distorted and shattered.
She muttered to herself in a low voice, “It was indeed a mistake to let her go. There’s still time to chase after her, right? How about we kill the entire White Cloud Peak as well?”
Li Ran hurriedly pressed her down and calmed her down.
“How can I calm down?” Leng Wuyan gritted her teeth and said, “It’s fine if that damned Daoist nun snatched a disciple from me, but she wants to snatch a man from me? If I don’t cut her now, when should I?!”
After spending a few days together, the two of them had already reached the point of hugging. If they were to spend a few more days together, they would be sleeping together.
If it was anyone else, she might not be so angry.
But that person was Yi Qinglan.
“I’m going to carry her ashes!” Her clothes fluttered and she got up to leave.
Li Ran hugged her tightly. “Master, you’ve misunderstood. I’ll explain to you!””
Leng Wuyan’s chest heaved up and down as she forced herself to calm down. Explain, I’ll listen.”
Li Ran said, “In my hometown, hugging is a kind of etiquette. It’s mainly to express the feelings of valuing each other when we say goodbye. There’s no other meaning.”
Leng Wuyan narrowed her eyes. “So?”
He said with a righteous expression, “That’s why this disciple and Daoist Yi have a pure master-disciple relationship.”
“Pure master-disciple relationship?” Leng Wuyan thought of something and blushed. “Do I not know you? You have no sense of purpose, and you have a lot of guts. You are especially interested in your female master… Why would I let Yi Qinglan go?”
She even had reason to suspect that this traitorous disciple had allowed Yi Qinglan to be his master for the sake of excitement.
Li Ran’s face turned red as he said awkwardly, “Master has misunderstood this disciple. I respect my master and respect my teacher. Others can learn from my filial piety!”
“Respect your teacher?” Leng Wuyan rolled her eyes at him and harrumphed, “To confess to me, to bathe with me, to sleep with me, that’s being filial?”
“That’s right.” Li Ran nodded and said seriously, “Confession is to comfort Master’s lonely soul. We took a bath together because I am worried that master would accidentally drown. We slept together because I afraid that master would catch a cold when she sleep.
“Did Master feel my good intentions?””
Leng Wuyan was speechless. “…”
Seeing his serious expression, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “You’re a treacherous disciple. Your skin grows faster than your cultivation!”
“Hehe, Master, don’t be angry.”
Li Ran pulled her into his embrace.
Leng Wuyan sat on his lap and hugged his neck, her face slightly flushed.
After this interruption, she couldn’t hold back any longer, and all her killing intent vanished.
She pouted and grumbled, “I said I wanted to drag Yi Qinglan into the mortal world, but I won’t let you do that.”
Li Ran smiled and said, “Since it was Master’s task, I must take her down!””
Leng Wuyan hit him. “Traitorous disciple, you’ve become obedient at a time like this.”
Seeing that charming and cold appearance, his heart couldn’t help but ripple.
“It was just a joke.” Li Ran said seriously, “Disciple and Daoist Yi are not as you think.”
He had a good impression of Yi Qinglan. The two of them were a lot closer, but they shouldn’t be in a relationship, right?
After all, she was the Goddess of the Tianshu Institute!
Leng Wuyan said helplessly, “I don’t know if you’re really stupid or pretending to be stupid.
“A hug is nothing to you, but it’s very important to Yi Qinglan.
“That Grand Emperor forgot her feelings and sensed the secrets of the Heavens. She was able to cultivate to Emperor-level, which means that her Dao heart is no longer tainted by dust. How could she have physical contact with a man?
“A hug with you means that she has denied her past self. Dao of Forgetting Emotions is no longer a supreme existence in her heart. Her Daoism must not be that firm anymore.”
Li Ran was stunned.
There was such a deep meaning behind this hug?
He was puzzled. “But I think she’s quite normal?”
Leng Wuyan shook her head. “This is exactly what I don’t understand.”
If Yi Qinglan gave up on forgetting her emotions, it would be equivalent to destroying her own cultivation. She would drop to Emperor-level almost instantly.
However, from her perception, her aura was deep and not affected at all.
“How did this Daoist nun do it?
“Is she really not interested in Ran’er? Then, how could she explain the veil and hug?” Leng Wuyan was puzzled.
Her instincts told her that something was wrong with Yi Qinglan, but she couldn’t tell the details.
This was actually due to the Red Line.
Li Ran and Yi Qinglan were tied to each other by marriage. The bonds in the depths of their souls had surpassed the feelings of ordinary men and women.
No matter how close they were, they would not have any influence on their Dao Heart.
Leng Wuyan never expected this.
“Forget it. The Daoism of the Tianshu Institute is extraordinary. Ran’er can learn it if he wants to.
“As for Yi Qinglan… Anyway, I won’t think about her!”
Xuanling Mountain…
In the Headmaster’s bedroom, Leng Wuyan’s eyes were misty as she pouted, “It’s daytime. You’re really ridiculous!”
Li Ran chuckled. “Master, do you feel your disciple’s filial piety?”
“Stop it!” Leng Wuyan glared at him hatefully.
This guy insisted on calling her master, but he did not respect his master at all. He was simply trying to satisfy his bad taste.
Li Ran said pitifully, “Master, when can I cultivate with you?”
Leng Wuyan’s face flushed red. “You’re a treacherous disciple. Is this all you have in mind?”
Li Ran looked calm.
Leng Wuyan turned her head and said shyly, “Don’t make things difficult for me because your cultivation isn’t enough.”
“Ah?” Li Ran scratched his head. “Does this have something to do with cultivation?”
“Of course.” Leng Wuyan said unhappily, “Every move I make is accompanied by the Dao of the Asura. Your soul is so weak. I’m afraid that if I don’t pay attention, I will directly annihilate you.”
Li Ran sighed. “I see…”
Could it be that she had to wait for him to become an Emperor?
He didn’t even know how old he would be by then.
Seeing his dejected expression, Leng Wuyan was both angry and amused.
“Your cultivation speed is so fast. As long as you’re able to reach the Heavenly Tribulation, merge your soul with your Dao, and have a tough soul…” She was too shy to say anything.
“The Heavenly Tribulation Realm?”
Li Ran’s eyes lit up. “Isn’t that just one realm away?”
He was now a late-Nascent Soul stage cultivator, and he would soon break through. The next stage was the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.
As for this so-called threshold of cultivation, it was basically useless to him.
Thinking of this, he immediately got up and got off the bed.
Leng Wuyan asked in confusion, “What are you trying to do?”
Li Ran clenched his fists and excitedly said, “I want to cultivate in seclusion and strive to reach the early Heavenly Tribulation!”
Leng Wuyan was speechless. “……”
