Yaoguang Fairy Path

Ye Shuyao stood in mid-air, her scorched hair long since repaired and now flowing freely in the wind. Her long black hair flowed freely behind her like a waterfall, as if dancing with the clouds in the sky. Her posture was upright, like a fairy floating on the water, ethereal and otherworldly.

At that moment, two streams of spiritual energy suddenly erupted, surging like raging waves, madly rushing towards Ye Shuyao. These two streams of spiritual energy, one as deep as the night sky, the other as hot as the scorching sun, intertwined and formed an irresistible force.

Under the impact of this force, Ye Shuyao's eyes, which had been closed, trembled slightly, as if being pulled by an invisible force. Her brows were furrowed, and her face was filled with pain, but her bright eyes shone with determination.

Under the turmoil of these two spiritual energies, Ye Shuyao's realm was faintly showing signs of reaching Golden Core Perfection and breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. Her body seemed to be enveloped by a mysterious force, constantly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. Her aura grew stronger and stronger, as if she was about to break free from the constraints between heaven and earth.

Luo Yunhan's face froze when he saw this. He knew that Yao'er had just survived the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation and her foundation was at its most fragile.

If she forced herself to break through at this point, her foundation would inevitably be unstable, potentially leading to even more serious consequences. "When water is full, it overflows." If she allowed these two spiritual energies to continue surging within her, her tendons and veins would likely burst from the overwhelming force.

At this critical moment, Luo Yunhan's figure flashed like a flash of lightning, leaving a graceful shadow. In an instant, he stood in mid-air, facing Ye Shuyao, creating a barrier to isolate the turbulent spiritual energy. He quickly grasped her shoulders with both hands, and a pure and powerful icy spiritual energy surged from his palms, flowing into Ye Shuyao's body like a clear spring.

That icy spiritual energy, like a clear winter spring, was pure and tranquil, gently caressing the restless spiritual energy within Ye Shuyao. Under Luo Yunhan's skillful guidance, the two previously violent, mutually clashing spiritual energies gradually became docile and tame. As if they had found a home, they began to intertwine and fuse, ultimately converging into an even more powerful spiritual force.

As night fell, the stars twinkled. The once turbulent spiritual energy around them had subsided, and tranquility had returned. The spiritual energy within Ye Shuyao had also completed its transformation, completely merging together, forging a more solid foundation for her cultivation. Her realm remained firmly at the Golden Core Perfection stage, signifying that her cultivation had reached a new height, and her future path of cultivation would be even broader.

When Ye Shuyao opened her eyes again, the confusion in them had been replaced by joy, like a blue sky after a rainy day, bright and full of life. Her eyes shone with an indescribable joy, a feeling of gratitude for her recent breakthrough and an infinite longing for the future.

Luo Yunhan stood in front of her, his eyes soft and deep.

In fact, there were thousands of words in his heart, and he wanted to ask her if she missed him too, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it might be more appropriate to let joy and tranquility fill the space between them.

So, he didn't ask after all, but just called softly: "Yao'er!" His voice was full of endless tenderness, as if it could soothe all her fatigue and anxiety.

The joy on Ye Shuyao's face was like a blooming flower, bright and dazzling. Dimple after dimple appeared on her cheek, a unique mark of her sweetness. She called out softly, "Master," her voice filled with admiration and longing for Luo Yunhan.

However, when she wanted to rush into Luo Yunhan's arms without hesitation as she did before, she suddenly stopped.

She remembered what Luo Yunhan had said: she was already a grown woman, and there should be some taboos between men and women. This thought made her feel a little lost, and she lowered her arms, which were about to be opened, and silently took two steps back.

Luo Yunhan was quietly awaiting the little girl's next move. He expected her to happily rush into his arms like she used to, and whisper in a sweet voice, "Master, I miss you so much." However, nothing like that happened. He saw Ye Shuyao's hesitation and retreat, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion and loss.

But he quickly adjusted his thoughts. Smiling, he extended his hand to Ye Shuyao and said gently, "Yao'er, come, come to Master." His voice was filled with warmth and comfort, making Ye Shuyao feel incredibly safe and comfortable. She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately remained still. She admitted that she now had some turtle attributes.

A trace of helplessness flashed through Luo Yunhan's heart, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Has this little girl really become estranged from me? We've only been apart for a year, and she's become like this." A resolute determination surged in his heart, "If the mountain doesn't follow me, then I will follow the mountain." With this in mind, he took two steps forward, trying to close the distance between them. However, to his surprise, Ye Shuyao took another step back.

Luo Yunhan frowned slightly. He didn't want to see the distance between the two of them become so distant.

He made a quick decision and didn't wait for Ye Shuyao's hesitation. Instead, he decisively stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms, letting her lean on his chest as before. He felt the stiffness of Ye Shuyao's body and couldn't help but wonder: Why did the little girl become so repulsive to him?

Ye Shuyao was startled by Luo Yunhan's sudden movement, but then she felt the warmth and security of his chest. She slowly raised her hand and gently placed it on his back, a bitter feeling welling up in her heart. She decided to treat it as her last, greedily enjoying this warmth. She didn't want to be disliked by her master, so she buried this feeling deep in her heart.

Ye Shuyao buried her face deep in Luo Yunhan's chest, breathing in his familiar scent—the fragrance of the pear tree on Piaomiao Peak. It brought her a sense of peace and comfort, as if she were back in the days of their cultivation and life together. In that moment, she forgot all her worries, wanting only to savor this warmth and happiness.

Luo Yunhan's golden eyes flickered, twinkling like stars, as he keenly caught Ye Shuyao's strangeness. Puzzled, he gently stroked her soft hair, his voice hoarse and magnetic, "Yao'er, I just went to a secret realm, why are you so estranged from Master?"

Their eyes met, Luo Yunhan's filled with confusion and concern, while Ye Shuyao lowered her eyelids, not daring to look him in the eye. She took a deep breath, trying to make her voice firmer. "Master, I... I'm not alienated from you. Shuyao will never be alienated from you."

However, when she spoke here, her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "It's just... Master once taught me that now that I am a grown-up girl, I should understand the difference between men and women..." Her voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible.

Luo Yunhan felt a mixture of laughter and tears, feeling as if he had shot himself in the foot. He softly said to Ye Shuyao, "Silly girl, your teacher's intention is to keep a proper distance from other men in public, but in front of me, you can be as usual. There's no need to be restrained." His words revealed his doting and tolerance for Ye Shuyao.

Ye Shuyao raised her head, a hint of uneasiness in her eyes. She blinked and asked cautiously, "Master, in that case... will Master dislike Shuyao?" Her voice revealed her dependence on Luo Yunhan and her nervousness.

Facing Ye Shuyao's worry, Luo Yunhan's eyes flickered with helplessness. He stretched out his finger and gently tapped her forehead. The gesture was both gentle and doting, as if comforting a tantrum. He whispered, "No." These two simple words felt like the most resolute promise to Ye Shuyao.

Ye Shuyao covered her forehead which was hit, frowned slightly, and muttered, "Master, you will make me stupid by doing this." But there was no real blame in her tone, instead there was a hint of coquettishness.

Luo Yunhan looked at Ye Shuyao's slightly dissatisfied grumbling, and helplessly flicked her forehead, his voice full of doting: "Yao'er, even if you are really stupid, Master will always stand behind you and protect you."

He chuckled and shook his head, gently comforting her: "Yao'er, don't let your imagination run wild. No matter what happens, Master will never despise you." His words were full of determination and affection, which instantly dispelled the uneasiness in Ye Shuyao's heart.

Ye Shuyao lowered her head, biting her lips slightly, as if trying to control the laughter that was about to burst out. Her hands were behind her back, her fingertips moving back and forth nervously, and her shoulders shrugged, as if trembling with inner joy. Her mood was like a blooming flower, filled with unconcealable joy.

As long as Luo Yunhan doesn't hate her approaching, it's enough.

Luo Yunhan looked at her like this and smiled dotingly. His smile was like a spring breeze, warm and affectionate, as if it could melt all the worries and anxieties in Ye Shuyao's heart.

Bingbing whirled joyfully in the air like a nimble dancer, calling out excitedly, "Master!" Then, it deftly shrank and gently landed on Ye Shuyao's left shoulder. Its furry little head nuzzled Ye Shuyao's cheek affectionately, as if conveying endless affection and joy.

Ye Shuyao felt Bingbing's warm touch and immediately let out a series of crisp laughter: "Hehe, Bingbing, thank you." Her laughter was as sweet as a silver bell, full of gratitude and love for Bingbing.

Hearing Ye Shuyao's thanks, Bingbing looked at her with her smart eyes and said seriously: "Master, you don't have to be so polite to me. You and I are one, we prosper together and suffer together. I will always be by your side, protecting you and supporting you." Although its voice was small, it was full of determination and commitment.

Luo Yunhan placed a pile of spiritual weapons and magical instruments given by the Ling family neatly in front of Ye Shuyao. Then, he softly recounted the series of events that had happened before, describing every detail clearly and vividly.

When Ye Shuyao heard this, her eyes widened. She looked at the pile of items in front of her with some disbelief, then turned to Luo Yunhan and confirmed, "So, Master, these... are all for me?" There was a hint of surprise and joy in her voice.

Luo Yunhan nodded, a trace of deep thought flashing in his eyes. He slowly spoke, "Well, the four beasts currently engraved in this Four Symbols Formation are represented by runes, and their power has not yet reached its peak. Therefore, I intend to complete the other three beasts first, and then hand them over to you when they are complete."

After hearing this, Ye Shuyao gently stored the spiritual and magical instruments into her own space, gratitude on her face. She turned to Luo Yunhan and asked curiously, "Is the position of the remaining divine beast reserved for Bingbing?" Her voice was filled with anticipation, as if she could already imagine the spectacular scene after Bingbing merged into the Four Symbols Formation.

Luo Yunhan smiled and nodded, his eyes gleaming with admiration for Ye Shuyao: "Yes, mythical beasts are indeed rare and not often seen in the world. Yao'er, you can get a mythical beast like the Ice Phoenix as a companion, which shows that you are blessed with extraordinary fortune."

His words made Ye Shuyao's heart surge with warmth. She looked at Luo Yunhan with gratitude, a bright smile on her face. She whispered softly, "Thank you, Master."

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