Yaoguang Fairy Path

Under Ye Shuyao's guidance, the young disciple led her into her tent. Inside, the candlelight flickered, emitting a soft and warm glow, adding a touch of tranquility and peace to the small space.

In the center of the tent, a small, exquisite table sat perfectly, upon which sat a pot of freshly brewed tea, emitting a delicate aroma. In the deepest recess of the tent, a simple yet comfortable bamboo couch awaited its owner's return.

Ye Shuyao waved her hand, signaling the young disciple to leave. She then quickly set up a soundproofing array to ensure the conversation within the tent wouldn't be disturbed by the outside world. Then, she eagerly walked over to the bamboo couch and plopped down on it like a lazy cat. Then, she rolled over, stretching out in a wide-legged position.

Her eyes, clear as spring water and like newly blossomed peach blossoms, now gazed silently at the tent ceiling, as if to engrave every delicate texture deep into her heart. Ye Shuyao's thoughts freely shuttled between memories and reality, flowing like a stream, carrying with them reflections and aftertastes of her experiences in the secret realm.

Yet, she couldn't help but stroke her forehead, a sense of inexplicable helplessness welling up within her. Why was it that other travelers, upon entering the secret realm, were always able to handle crises with ease, even finding all sorts of rare and precious treasures, as if the entire world were open to them? And yet, she always found herself in dire straits, struggling for survival. She sighed softly, lamenting the hardships of her fate.

Amidst a faint sadness and helplessness, a face full of evil and demonic charm suddenly appeared before her. His deep eyes revealed a hint of amusement and curiosity, and he asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"

"Ahhh - Long Wu Ji, why are you running to me instead of resting in your own tent? You scared me to death!" Ye Shuyao exclaimed, hurriedly pushed him away, and kept patting her chest with her hands, trying to calm the fear in her heart.

Long Wuji seemed relaxed and at ease. He sat on the edge of the bed with his hands folded, his eyes wandering over her delicate face. His gaze finally settled on her pink lips, and as he watched them move, his Adam's apple unconsciously rolled twice.

The subtle touch of her that he had in the illusion resurfaced in Long Wuji's mind. The wonderful feeling as if an electric current was passing through his body made his heart beat faster and his breathing became rapid.

He took a deep breath, calming his inner turmoil, and then looked away from her face, as if to make himself appear more calm and focused. He spoke slowly, his voice low and firm: "Do you want to solve those things in one fell swoop?"

Ye Shuyao sat up suddenly, her eyes flashing with surprise and anticipation. She asked anxiously, "Do you have a solution? Tell me quickly, what is it?"

Long Wu Ji turned his head slightly and looked at her.

Ye Shuyao realized that they were too close, and she coughed awkwardly. She subconsciously wanted to move away, but a large hand gently pressed the back of her neck, stopping her from moving backward.

Long Wuji's movements were gentle yet firm, as if conveying a kind of silent comfort and strength. He lowered his head slightly and met her gaze, his eyes gleaming with a deep light, as if he could see through her heart.

"What?" There was a hint of confusion and a coquettishness in Ye Shuyao's voice that she herself didn't even notice, as if she was puzzled by Long Wuji's sudden action.

The corners of Long Wuji's mouth curled up in a playful arc. His voice was cold and deep, like a thousand-year-old icy pond, with unquestionable determination: "Of course I have a way. However, if you want to know, you have to do what I say."

Ye Shuyao tilted her head and looked at him puzzledly: What's the matter?

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes gleaming with a strange light, as if he could see through people's hearts, "Kiss me, and I will tell you."

When Ye Shuyao heard this, her eyes widened instantly, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

Ye Shuyao: "You...what nonsense are you talking about? If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I don't want to hear it either." Her voice gradually became smaller, as if she was trying to find the right words to refute this ridiculous request. After she finished speaking, she covered her nervous heart. She wanted to stick to her heart and insist on strength first.

Ye Shuyao cursed inwardly, "This damned monster, he just wanted to talk, but he had to touch me. How shameless! If you dare to be so frivolous again, I will make you taste the poison!"

However, Long Wuji didn't seem to care about her anger and rejection. Instead, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart as he watched her stuttering and ashamed. He smiled lightly, as if everything was under his control.

"Really? Then I'll take the initiative, okay?" Long Wuji's voice was low and magnetic. He inadvertently lowered his head and whispered in her ear. His warm breath gently blew against her ear, with a hint of teasing. Seeing that she was really about to get angry, he slowly released her neck. A hint of hidden disappointment flashed in his eyes, followed by a satisfying laugh from his throat, low and magnetic.

Ye Shuyao became increasingly nervous, and hurriedly rolled off the bamboo couch, thinking to herself: I've been single for two lifetimes and know nothing about relationships, but I can't stand such flirting! She rolled her eyes at Long Wuji and silently complained in her heart, thinking that it would be better to stay away from this guy to avoid getting into trouble.

Seeing this, Long Wuji couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahahaha~ Why are you running? Am I that scary?"

Ye Shuyao frowned, her tone carrying a hint of displeasure: "What are you laughing at? I'm going to rest. Are you implying that you're not leaving yet? Are you planning to stay overnight?"

After hearing this, Long Wuji showed a playful smile on his face. He simply went all out and lay down on the other side of the bamboo couch, stretching his body lazily: "Oh, Xiaoyaoer, you need to rest~ Why don't you come together? I'm here to make sure you sleep well tonight and don't be afraid."

Ye Shuyao looked at his scoundrel appearance, and the anger in her heart gradually gave way to a feeling of helplessness and amusement. She was almost amused by his shamelessness. She couldn't help but roll her eyes and scolded, "Who's scared? Who wants you to accompany me? Sir, hurry up and go back to your own tent, please."

Long Wuji looked at her angry and helpless expression, and found it even more amusing. He pretended not to hear her words, closed his eyes, and began to doze off.

Deep in her mind, memories of her past life rippled like ripples. Back then, she was like a lone boat, drifting in a vast sea of people. It wasn't that she hadn't longed for the warmth of love, but the relationships that had passed her by hadn't given her that feeling.

In this life, when that long-lost heartbeat quietly arrived, she hesitated because of the difference in their status. That heartbeat felt like the early spring sunshine, warm and bright, but she feared it would burst like a bubble. Call her timid, she didn't want the man who had been a banished immortal in her heart to fall to the mortal world because of her, and suffer the criticism and condemnation of the world.

She knew that this feeling was like a bright star, though out of reach, it could illuminate her path forward. However, she also understood that some feelings were destined to be buried deep in the heart, becoming the most beautiful secret in her heart.

Ye Shuyao carefully examined the man in front of her. He was handsome, with a unique temperament, and every detail perfectly matched her aesthetic taste. However, sometimes it was too late, and a step late meant a lifetime of delay.

Long Wu Ji keenly caught Ye Shuyao's subtle changes. He smiled slightly with a hint of teasing: "Little thing, are you angry already?" His voice was low and magnetic, as if he could see through people's hearts.

She suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of restraint, as if her body was bound by an invisible force, unable to move. She blinked, a hint of fear flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily. She asked in panic, "Hey! What did you just do? Why can't I move?"

Long Wuji stared at Ye Shuyao's panicked expression, a playful glint in his eyes. He deliberately slowed his tone and whispered, "Xiaoyao'er, you're always so aggressive. If I really let you go, will you run away without a trace again?" His words revealed a hint of provocation, but also a bit of affection.

After saying this, he slowly leaned over, the two of them so close that they could almost feel each other's breath. He deliberately let his breath gently sprinkle on Ye Shuyao's face, creating an ambiguous atmosphere. Ye Shuyao felt extremely uncomfortable with this, and an inexplicable tension surged in her heart.

Long Wuji didn't seem to notice Ye Shuyao's discomfort. He continued to look at her affectionately, and his voice softened a bit: "Xiao Yao'er, can't you really try to accept me?

Ye Shuyao's eyes flashed with determination, and she whispered, "It's too late for us to meet after all." Every word revealed her inner determination.

After hearing this, Long Wuji gently stroked her cheek with his fingers, the gentle touch seeming to soothe the turmoil in her heart. His face was full of attachment, and his voice was low and full of emotion: "Is it too late? Do you... have someone you like?"

Ye Shuyao took a deep breath, looked up, and stared into Long Wuji's eyes. Her gaze was firm and resolute. "Yes!" She answered without reservation, her voice clear and resolute. She knew she didn't have any special feelings for him, so she didn't want to give him any false hope. She believed that being honest with each other was the best way to show respect for each other.

If Long Wu Ji still doesn't give up after she confesses, then let him do it. That is his own power and she has no right to interfere.

A flash of astonishment flashed across Long Wuji's eyes, and then they became deep: "Who is that person?"

Ye Shuyao shook her head gently, a hint of determination in her voice: "I don't need to tell you."

After hearing Ye Shuyao's response, Long Wuji's expression darkened like the dark clouds before a storm. The murderous intent in his eyes seemed to freeze the air around him. He stared at Ye Shuyao and spoke word by word, "Then I'll kill him, and you'll be mine." His voice was low and cold, filled with unquestionable determination.

Ye Shuyao was so shocked by his words that she could hardly breathe. She widened her eyes and warned in a trembling voice: "You dare! If you really do this, we will not even be friends in the future, and we will become enemies who will never stop fighting." A thousand waves surged in her heart. This man was laughing and joking with her the previous second, and became so crazy for her the next second.

Long Wu Ji seemed unmoved. He responded coldly: "I dare!" His voice was firm and resolute, as if nothing could stop him.

Ye Shuyao's eyes widened when she heard Long Wuji's words. Her voice trembled with determination. "You dare! If you really want to do that, go ahead, but don't bother me again." She closed her mouth tightly, determined to remain silent no matter what Long Wuji said next. She secretly complained in her heart, "Since she doesn't tell him, he won't know. Let him go and find his soul?"

Long Wuji looked at her stubborn expression, a playful smile playing on his lips. "I'm just kidding, Xiaoyao'er. But seriously, I really don't want to give up. What do you think I should do?"

Ye Shuyao rolled her eyes at his words, but remained calm on the surface. She thought to herself, "Just leave it alone, what else can I do?" But she didn't say it out loud. She remained silent, demonstrating her attitude through her actions.

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Author: This chapter has been revised. Some readers prefer a loyal heroine and are not comfortable with a heroine who loves everyone. So after some thought, I decided not to let Yaoyao have a harem. Losing one is fine, since the main theme is loyalty. It's just a little troublesome...