Yaoguang Fairy Path

At the beginning, Ye Shuyao was still in the mood to appreciate the flowers, plants, birds and animals. However, as she went higher, her steps gradually slowed down, and Ye Shuyao began to feel the pressure of the restrictions on the ladder.

At this moment, I finally understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot, but once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, so I can only grit my teeth and climb up.

The pressure from these restrictions is probably a hundred times stronger than when she first entered the sect. Back then, she was climbing the restrictions with a mortal body and the pressure was much weaker. After becoming a cultivator, the test is naturally different. As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die. At this moment, Ye Shuyao is the one seeking death. She is so tired and painful, it's so painful.

When they climbed halfway up the mountain, Ye Shuyao gritted her teeth until they were almost broken. Every step she took seemed extremely difficult. Sweat and blood mixed together, soaking her clothes and sticking her flesh together. It was very painful. Looking at the ladder to heaven that seemed to have no end and was shrouded in clouds and mist, Ye Shuyao felt numb all over.

The whole scene was seen by Luo Yunhan who was waiting on the top of the mountain. He felt both relieved and distressed. Yaoer had to face all this on her own, and he could not interfere too much with her growth.

Ye Shuyao didn't know all this. Her only belief at the moment was to quickly reach the top of the mountain. She would not come to climb next time. She wanted to watch others climb.

Along the way, Ye Shuyao experienced the changing of countless seasons like a mortal, from the blooming spring flowers to the scorching summer, to the bleak autumn wind, the snowy winter and the sense of death at the end of life. At this moment, her state of mind was further sublimated.

"Is this the true meaning of cultivation?" Ye Shuyao muttered to herself, "It's not about the level of your cultivation, but about your inner fortitude and perseverance. Only after experiencing the baptism of wind and rain can you see the most brilliant rainbow."

The pressure of the restriction became heavier and heavier. She stepped down with difficulty, her body gradually became a bloody mess, but her eyes became brighter and more determined. Even though there was only a skeleton and a golden heart beating, it looked as terrifying as it could be, but she still climbed up firmly.

Climbing the stairs with a skeleton like a skeleton, Ye Shuyao knew how scary she looked at the moment even without a mirror. It was terrifying to walk on this bare and lonely staircase. Suddenly, she felt a little regretful for not bringing Li Yuru along. After all, the sore and numb feeling should be shared by the sisters.

Li Yuru: "Thank you so much, I don't want it."

"This silly girl, why is she so cruel to herself, and when did she become so persistent?" At this moment, Luo Yunhan felt a surge of heartache, and his hands behind his back clenched tighter and tighter. If it weren't for his reason telling him not to disturb her, he would have forcibly taken her out at this moment.

Until he discovered the golden heart surrounded by faint sword energy in the skeleton, his calm eyes were now filled with surprise and astonishment, "It's the Sword Heart, Yao'er actually cultivated the Sword Heart", even someone as cold as Luo Yunhan couldn't help but get excited at this moment.

If Ye Shuyao knew that her master could still calmly observe the sword heart in her skeleton after seeing her like this, she would probably burst into tears.

Ye Shuyao, now only a skeleton and a heart, seemed to hear the voice echoing from deep within her heart: "Ye Shuyao, you will never be defeated. Come on, Oli Ge. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, anyway, it's numb!"

Until the moment he stood at the top of the ladder, the spiritual energy surrounding the skeleton's body recovered, and a faint fluorescence emanated from his body. This was a manifestation of the advancement of the ice marrow body, but Ye Shuyao did not notice this change. At this moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of ease and comfort.

Ye Shuyao let out a long breath: "Huh, ah... I finally made it up."

"Yao'er, you're back." Luo Yunhan's voice was like a mountain spring, melodious and clear, penetrating Ye Shuyao's heart.

He was dressed in a moon-white robe that swayed gently in the breeze. On his cold face, his deep eyes were now so gentle that they could drip water. There was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, as if it could melt all the frost in the world.

Ye Shuyao looked up and her eyes met Luo Yunhan's. At that moment, time seemed to have really stopped. Even the wind held its breath. Her heartbeat kept accelerating, and her eyes were slightly hot, as if all the fatigue had disappeared at this moment.

Suddenly, a feeling of grievance arose in her heart. The next moment, Ye Shuyao took a step forward involuntarily, buried her head gently in Luo Yunhan's warm chest, and put her arms around his waist, as if she wanted to give all her weight to him.

"Master, I'm back." Ye Shuyao's voice was soft and choked with sobs. This embrace made her feel like she had found a sense of belonging.

Feeling Ye Shuyao's embrace, the smile on his lips grew brighter. Luo Yunhan slowly stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own bones and blood.

"Welcome back, Yao'er, does it hurt? Why don't you know how to take care of yourself?" Luo Yunhan said softly, his voice full of pampering and care.

Ye Shuyao buried her face in Luo Yunhan's chest, her voice muffled, "Of course it hurts... it hurts terribly, but I've already shot the arrow and there's no turning back. There's nothing I can do."

Luo Yunhan felt helpless and amused. He felt bad for his silly girl and couldn't help but reach out and tap her forehead. "Silly girl, if you weren't someone with exceptional talent and great perseverance, you would have been crushed into a pulp by the pressure of the restrictions on the Heavenly Staircase. The restrictions set by the ancestors on this Heavenly Staircase test cultivators hundreds of times more than those on mortals."

Ye Shuyao touched her nose awkwardly and took a deep breath. Did this count as God feeding her? She couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Luo Yunhan paused and continued, "Now you know you're afraid. You're really a newborn calf who's not afraid of a tiger. But this resilience isn't entirely without benefits. Let's go back to Piaomiao Peak."

Following a spatial distortion, the two instantly arrived at Piaomiao Peak. The familiar fragrance of Li flowers filled their noses. There was a stone table and two stone benches under the tree. Ye Shuyao couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat, and her eyes became moist again.

"Master, this place is still as beautiful as before." She looked up at Luo Yunhan, tears and smiles flashing in her eyes.

Luo Yunhan gently wiped away the tears from her eyes and said softly, "Yes, this place is more perfect because of you."

Ye Shuyao's little face flushed unconsciously, and then she secretly glanced at Luo Yunhan, her heart feeling like a deer was running around.

It felt like Master was different today than usual, which made Ye Shuyao doubt whether her intuition was wrong. Reason reminded her that she might be overthinking it.

He then coughed lightly and quickly pulled his attention back from those chaotic thoughts. If he continued with this topic, he was really afraid that his thoughts would go further and further astray, and he would end up being a traitor.

"Master, I have a lot to tell you." There was a barely perceptible joy in Ye Shuyao's voice as she began to tell the story from the secret realm...

Hearing this, Luo Yunhan's eyes changed and became fierce in an instant. A faint murderous aura emanated from his body, as if to freeze the air around him. "Ghost cultivator, kill him?" His tone seemed to be filled with ice chips, which made people shudder.