Chapter 239: Cross-server Conversation, Confess Master!
White Cloud Peak…
Yi Qinglan sat on the peak of the mountain and looked into the distance.
“Today is the seventh day. This little thief has not connected to the red line for an entire seven days.
“Could it be that he has been too impatient in his cultivation and he encountered some sort of problem?
“Or… he doesn’t want to pay me any attention?”
She was worried about her gains and losses, and her eyes were no longer clear.
After sitting there for an unknown period of time, Yi Qinglan sighed and slowly stood up.
“Forget it. As the head of a sect, this poor Daoist should focus on the sect and cultivation. How can my mind be filled with men?
“Although he’s not an ordinary man… Cough cough, how could I say such words!” Yi Qinglan shook her head and turned to walk down the mountain.
Right at this moment, the red line on her wrist suddenly lit up as a familiar voice sounded from within his soul. “Hey hey hey, Master Qinglan, can you hear me?”
“……” Yi Qinglan’s heart suddenly jumped. Her eyes were filled with joy. She forcefully nodded and said, “Yes, I can hear you!”
The identity of the Sect Master and cultivation was instantly forgotten.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly as she complained, “You little thief, you promised to pick up the red line once a day. Seven days have already passed!”
Li Ran scratched his head and said awkwardly, “I’ve been cultivating in seclusion recently…”
What closed door cultivation.
He had been accompanying Leng Wuyan for the past few days.
The Sheng Zi’s residence had been turned into ash under the divine lightning, but it had not been built yet. Leng Wuyan had used this opportunity to help him stabilize his cultivation, allowing him to stay in her bedroom.
The two of them were tired of being together at twelve o’clock in the morning, how could he have the time to connect to the red line?
Even though Leng Wuyan wouldn’t be aware of this, he was holding a master in his arms and chatting with another master in his head…
It felt a little strange.
Today, he had just finished shopping with Leng Wuyan when Elder Sun suddenly reported something. The two of them separated for a short while.
Hearing this, Yi Qinglan heaved a sigh of relief.
It turned out that he was cultivating in seclusion. It was good that he was not tired of this poor Daoist.
“This poor Daoist has told you before that cultivation must be steady. You must not be greedy for progress,” she said earnestly. “Your talent is peerless, and your cultivation speed is already astonishing. What you need to do now is to establish a solid foundation.”
Without a firm foundation, the building would fall.
When one truly reached the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, it was not who has more spirit energy, but whose foundation was more solid.
Little did he know that every single strand of Li Ran’s cultivation was tempered by a little person, and he was simply too stable to be more stable.
But he still nodded and said, “Many thanks for Master Qinglan’s teachings. I will remember it in my heart.”
Yi Qinglan went silent for a short moment before she said, “Then do you still remember what I said to you before?”
Li Ran asked doubtfully, “Master Qinglan has said a lot. Which one is it?”
Yi Qinglan suppressed her shyness and said in a low voice, “This poor Daoist has said before that the person you like doesn’t care about your cultivation. As long as you can accompany her occasionally, that’s enough…”
She was trying to persuade Li Ran not to risk his life and destroy his future.
However, Li Ran was stunned when he heard this.
These words didn’t sound quite right!
How could she know what her master was thinking?
He said carefully, “Master Qinglan, you… It can’t be that you already know, right?”
Yi Qinglan’s pretty face turned red, and she snorted. “You’re already exposed. Even though I don’t know how to be affectionate, I’m not a fool. How could I not tell?”
Li Ran panicked and said incoherently, “Master Qinglan, you, you, you…”
Yi Qinglan laughed, “You were so loud back then, wishing that the entire world could hear you. Why are you stuttering now?”
She thought that his thoughts had been discovered by her, which was why he was so nervous.
Li Ran wanted to cry but had no tears.
Sure enough, disaster came from the mouth.
He calmed down for a moment before he said seriously, “Master Qinglan, you mustn’t tell anyone about this, or else it won’t just affect me!”
Yi Qinglan nodded. “Don’t worry, this poor Daoist understands.”
Yi Qinglan nodded. “After all, his identity was too sensitive, and the Youluo Temple had a ban… If news of this spreads, it will have a very bad effect.”
When Li Ran heard that, his heart turned even colder.
Sensitive identity, sect ban, bad influence…
From the looks of it, she really knew everything.
Master, this disciple has let you down!
Since the she already knew, he had nothing to hide.
Li Ran sighed. “Master Qinglan, this matter has always been buried in my heart and I’ve never told anyone.
“This disciple isn’t afraid of gossip, but Master… Master is, after all, a girl. How could a disciple be willing to let him suffer?”
Yi Qinglan’s pretty face instantly turned red.
These words had already made the matter clear.
The affection in it made her heart almost jump out!
Her eyes were sparkling, and her face was red as she stammered, “You, you unfilial disciple, you really have bad intentions! You’re so shameless.”
Li Ran shook his head and said seriously, “What’s so shameful about liking someone?
“Disciple is a man, master is a woman. We’re in love, we’re in love. Why can’t we be together?
“Just because of this so-called ‘master and disciple’ distinction, it’s enough to make a disciple give up who he loves? I can’t!
“Even if disciple is expelled from the sect, even if I am cast aside by the world, even if I lose my cultivation… Disciple must be with Master!”
Yi Qinglan was stunned.
His words were filled with deep affection and firm conviction.
Li Ran was serious!
He really wanted to be with her!
Her pretty face was hot and flushed. Her entire body was floating as if she was floating in the clouds.
His eyes were as hazy as the spring rain, and his thoughts had stopped at this moment.
His heart was filled with panic and peace, shy and sweet. It was filled with an inexplicable emotion that he had never felt before.
So this was the feeling of being confessed to.
After a long time, Yi Qinglan finally recovered from her shock and said with a trembling voice, “Who, who’s in love with you? Wait! You little thief, you can even speak such shameful words. How could this poor Daoist accept you as a traitor?”
Li Ran shook his head and said, “Master Qinglan, this disciple knows that you’re cultivating the Dao of Forgetfulness. You want to sever the mortal world and settle the mortal heart. It’s hard to accept this kind of thing…”
Yi Qinglan hurriedly said, “This lowly one can accept it!”
After saying that, she quickly covered his mouth. “Ah?”
Li Ran was taken aback. A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. “It’s good that you can accept it. Master Qinglan is really understanding! When we meet again, I will definitely thank Master!”
“……”
When the red line was cut off, Yi Qinglan lowered her head and blushed like a burning cloud.
“Disloyal disciple, what are you thanking me for?”
“Doesn’t that mean this poor Daoist has agreed to be his woman?
“This poor Daoist is really with her disciple… We’re together?
“Yi Qinglan, you’re crazy!”
She was so embarrassed that her heart trembled wildly. She clutched her burning cheeks and wished she could find a crack in the ground.
Leng Wuyan returned to her bedroom.
Looking at the dispirited and dejected Li Ran, she couldn’t help but be stunned. “Ran’er, what’s wrong with you?”
Li Ran raised his head and said guiltily, “Master, I’ve let you down!”
“Ah?”
“This disciple… exposed!”
