Yaoguang Fairy Path

When Ye Shuyao heard Luo Yunhan's praise, a warm feeling surged in her heart. She raised her head and looked into Luo Yunhan's deep and warm eyes, and ripples appeared in her heart.

Luo Yunhan reached out and gently stroked Ye Shuyao's hair, his eyes full of tenderness and admiration.

His fingers were gentle yet powerful, as if they had a magical power that made Ye Shuyao's heart beat faster unconsciously.

"Master, thank you for your compliment," Ye Shuyao whispered with a hint of shyness in her voice. She felt her cheeks slightly warm, as if a heat wave was surging in her heart.

Luo Yunhan smiled and shook his head, saying, "Yao'er, your growth and progress are my greatest comfort. Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must believe in yourself and move forward courageously."

Ye Shuyao was deeply moved when she heard Luo Yunhan's words. She felt her heart beating faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

"Master, I... I..." Ye Shuyao's voice trembled a little, and she didn't know what to say.

Looking at Ye Shuyao's shy yet determined eyes, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He felt his heartbeat accelerating, as if resonating with Ye Shuyao's heartbeat.

Luo Yunhan sat opposite Ye Shuyao, his eyes deep and warm, as if he could see into people's hearts.

"Master, why are you so good to me?" Ye Shuyao finally plucked up the courage and asked softly. Her voice trembled slightly, as if testing Luo Yunhan's feelings.

Luo Yunhan was stunned when he heard this. He knew very well that his feelings for Ye Shuyao had long surpassed the relationship between master and disciple, but he also understood that this feeling should not be expressed easily.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm and firm.

"Yao'er, you are my disciple, I will naturally treat you well," Luo Yunhan said with a smile, but a hint of complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

Ye Shuyao looked at Luo Yunhan and felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

She understood that Luo Yunhan's answer was to deliberately keep a distance because they were master and disciple, and in the world of immortal cultivation, a master and disciple falling in love would be criticized.

But she couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart, and she felt her admiration and love for Luo Yunhan growing deeper and deeper.

She lowered her head and tried to calm herself down. She knew that she couldn't let her emotions affect Luo Yunhan, nor could she let herself fall into a situation where she couldn't extricate herself.

Luo Yunhan looked at Ye Shuyao who was keeping her head down and silent, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

The two of them sat facing each other in silence, the air filled with an indescribable awkwardness and depression. Time seemed to become especially long at this moment, making it hard to breathe.

After a long silence, Ye Shuyao finally spoke: "Master, I'm tired." Her voice was a little hoarse, revealing a little fatigue.

Luo Yunhan nodded, turned around and left without saying anything more.

Ye Shuyao shook her head, trying to move on from the loss. She took a deep breath, then took out the spirit beast egg she had bought at the market, ready to drip blood to recognize its owner. Unexpectedly, her hand shook, and the dagger didn't cut her finger, but cut her wrist instead.

The pain from her hand woke Ye Shuyao up instantly, and she realized what she had done.

Looking at the blood gushing from her wrist, she couldn't help but curse herself, "Fool!" She quickly bandaged the wound with a cloth, but she felt mixed emotions.