Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword on Guan Shanyu's neck trembled slightly. Then, a cold female voice sounded from behind him: "I thought you didn't notice me."

Guan Shanyu gently gripped the sword to prevent accidental injury, then slowly turned around, facing Si Hongyin, and apologized, "I noticed you as soon as you came. I thought you would attack me, but you just held the knife to my neck. Why don't you put your hand down first? It's been held up for so long, your hand must be tired, right?"

Upon hearing this, Si Hongyin sneered, sheathed his sword, and kept his expression stern. "An uninvited guest is a thief. You have escaped from the clan, yet you have appeared in Tianxuan Mountain. I can take your life at any time."

Guan Shanyu was not afraid at all when he heard this. He smiled lightly, turned his head and looked at the Heavenly Sword Pavilion again. His eyes fell on the room where Yan Ruchen used to live. He said softly, "Fairy Hongyin, do you think this is fate?"

"What?" Hong Yin frowned upon hearing this, not understanding what he meant. He questioned, "Just say what you want to say. Don't try to be mysterious."

Guan Shanyu didn't reply directly. He just turned around, looked at her calmly, and asked, "Aren't you out with your disciples dealing with the vengeful spirits? Why did you come back so suddenly?"

Si Hongyin sneered, raised his handsome eyebrows, and said, "If I hadn't sensed the aura of a traitor like you, I wouldn't have come back. You've been staying with Yan Ruchen, and you still have the leisure to revisit the place where he lived."

Guan Shanyu still didn't answer directly, but just said to himself: "I didn't want to look for you, but since you came to me, I have a question for you."

Si Hongyin was indeed a little angry now. The person in front of him not only broke into Tianxuan without permission, but also did not leave immediately after being discovered. He also asked questions everywhere, which was really ungrateful.

She pointed to the mountain path beside her and said unhappily, "If you don't want to answer, get out of here."

Guan Shanyu didn't leave immediately. Instead, he rummaged through his sleeves and pulled out a blueprint with a unique pattern on it. He handed it to Si Hongyin and asked, "Is this pattern unique to your family?"

Si Hongyin didn't listen to him carefully. His patience was exhausted and he was about to drag Guan Shanyu to force him out of the sect. However, he caught a glimpse of the pattern Guan Shanyu drew on the paper and stopped.

Although his painting skills were average, the features of the pattern were clearly depicted. Si Hongyin was stunned, frowned, and asked slowly, "How do you know... about this kind of thing?"

After she finished speaking, she instantly drew her sword. With a flash of cold light, the tip of the sword was already at Guan Shanyu's neck. She shouted angrily, "You peeked at me while I was taking a shower?!"

Guan Shanyu smiled, pushed away the sword that Si Hongyin had placed on his neck, and sighed, "I really wish you would say it's not yours. It's really painful to hear that answer."

Si Hongyin was furious. He snatched the slightly wrinkled blueprint from Guan Shanyu's hand, tore it into pieces, and threw it in Guan Shanyu's face, cursing, "I told you to get out, but you didn't. Instead, you're here babbling and drawing a pattern for me to identify. What are you thinking? Don't think you can act so arrogantly in front of me just because you have Yan Ruchen to protect you! If you keep nagging me, do you think I won't kill you?"

Guan Shanyu brushed off the paper scraps that had fallen on his head and body. He looked at the furious Si Hongyin in front of him and said helplessly, "Fairy Hongyin, there doesn't seem to be any grudge between us, right? Why are you so hostile to me?"

Si Hongyin sneered, the tip of his sword pointed directly at Guan Shanyu: "Before you came up the mountain, you looked down on Yan Ruchen's background and colluded with others to bully him. After you joined, you repeatedly plotted to frame him, and when that failed, you turned to flattery. Yan Ruchen doesn't know how to judge people. If he makes friends with you, he will die at your hands sooner or later. How can I be kind to such a two-faced person like you!"

Guan Shanyu was stunned when he heard this, and whispered back Si Hongyin's words. Si Hongyin grew angrier as he spoke, "The Immortal Sect has done this to my father and daughter, leaving my family broken and my family ruined. I have to guard this empty mountain and still have to guard against thieves. And you, a villain, actually got the last laugh, escaping and still daring to come back and wander around!"

Before Si Hongyin finished speaking, he was already extremely excited. In a rage, he kicked Guan Shanyu directly in the chest.

Guan Shanyu was about to apologize and leave, but before he could take a step, he felt a heavy blow to his chest. The force was so great and the speed so fast that he was caught off guard, and his body fell backwards out of control. He stumbled a few steps, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, he felt a sudden tightening of his waist. Someone hugged him tightly.

He didn't fall to the ground, and the person who caught him tightened his grip slightly, holding him in his arms. Guan Shanyu then fell into a broad and solid embrace, gasping for breath a few times and spitting out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from his ears.

He looked up, dazed, and saw the person holding him gently cut a hole in the air, and a fierce blow struck Si Hongyin. Si Hongyin was caught off guard, and before the shock even showed on his face, he was thrown back, his whole body slamming into a towering ancient tree on the roadside, and then he fell straight down the stairs.

Guan Shanyu clutched his chest, his vision finally focused. He saw the raised hands before him mobilizing their spiritual energy again, attempting to attack Si Hongyin again. He quickly grasped the hands as best he could, and with difficulty, he said, "Ruchen... forget it."

Yan Ruchen lowered his eyes to look at Guan Shanyu, his expression solemn and his brows filled with anger. He asked, "Forget it?"

Guan Shanyu gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, nodded slowly, and said: "She got angry because of what I said just now. I will just not come next time. You have already injured her, and the damage has been offset. If you hit her again, she will really die..."

After all, Yan Ruchen's attack was indeed ruthless. With just one palm, Si Hongyin fell to the ground, covered in blood and unable to move. He could only stubbornly raise half of his cheek and look at them sadly.

Yan Ruchen turned around and glanced at Si Hongyin at the bottom of the mountain stairs. The irritation in his dark eyes did not diminish. He then withdrew his gaze, leaned over to help Guan Shanyu up, and asked softly with a soft voice, "Is there anything else unfinished here?"

Guan Shanyu weakly wiped the blood from his face and shook his head. Yan Ruchen asked softly, "Then I'll take you back?"

Guan Shanyu nodded slightly and wanted to refuse by saying that he could walk, but Si Hongyin's kick seemed to have hit a vital point, and his heart veins hurt sharply when he moved a little. He could only lean obediently in Yan Ruchen's arms, closing his eyes and adjusting the spiritual power of his heart veins.

Yan Ruchen held Guan Shanyu firmly in his arms and took two steps forward. He was standing at the top of the stairs, looking down at Si Hongyin who had tumbled to the bottom. His tone was cold and expressionless, "You were unreasonable today, so I'll only break one of your legs as a punishment. If you dare to act crazy again, I'll have to think carefully about whether the Tianxuan Dao Sect should be managed by someone else."

Guan Shanyu didn't know how Si Hongyin reacted at the bottom of the mountain stairs, but after hearing what Yan Ruchen said, he closed his eyes even tighter.

These two people have completely broken up.

Without time to think, Yan Ruchen had already drawn a few strokes in the air, and then a golden light burst out from the traces of his hand. Guan Shanyu glanced sideways and saw a huge golden talisman rising in the air.

Guan Shanyu was just wondering when Yan Ruchen had already carried him through the huge talisman.

When passing through the talisman, spiritual power surged for a moment. Fortunately, Yan Ruchen held him tightly, so Guan Shanyu did not feel uncomfortable. He just felt a flash of strong light, and in an instant he was in Wangshuiling.

Guan Shanyu looked at the familiar little house in front of him, thinking that he had just left during the day and was surprised to find himself back so soon. At this moment, two disciples happened to pass by and saw Yan Ruchen. They quickly greeted him, "Boss, you're back?"

Yan Ruchen did not respond, but walked straight into the house and then slammed the door shut.

The two disciples looked at each other, and Disciple A asked, "Boss, you look upset. What's going on?"

Disciple B speculated, "Maybe things are going wrong. Who is that in his arms?"

Disciple A replied, "Who else could live in this room except Second Brother Guan? He seems injured, with blood on his face."

Disciple B was surprised: "Is this true? Is it that serious? Let's go, let's go tell the others."

Inside the room, Yan Ruchen steadily placed Guan Shanyu on the bed, propped up his back with a pillow, and then immediately held his hand to take his pulse.

Guan Shanyu leaned against the pillow and looked sideways at Yan Ruchen's furrowed brows. Even in the cold winter weather, beads of sweat were still oozing out of his forehead. Guan Shanyu looked at him and coughed lightly.

Yan Ruchen immediately looked up and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Guan Shanyu shook his head, staring at him calmly, and whispered, "Although this secret technique is evil, it has saved me several times. Every time I injured my heart meridian, I didn't die. It's really amazing."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen's eyes dimmed slightly. He tightly grasped Guan Shanyu's distinct hand bones, slowly injecting a steady stream of spiritual energy into them. He whispered, "Secret techniques aren't omnipotent. What if this happens a few more times and something goes wrong?"

Guan Shanyu glanced back indifferently, and feeling his heart gradually calming down, he slowly looked away, turned his head to the side, and did not answer.

Yan Ruchen stared at Guan Shanyu's slightly frail profile. He had been so energetic when he returned yesterday, but now he looked exhausted, his lips pale and bloodless. Yan Ruchen pursed his lips, his face solemn, and asked softly, "Why did you suddenly go to Tianxuan?"

Guan Shanyu didn't move, and replied softly, "Senior Brother Nengfan has returned to his hometown. I'm going to say goodbye."

Hearing this, Yan Ruchen thought for a moment, did not ask any further questions, lowered his eyes and focused more on supplying spiritual power to Guan Shanyu to repair his heart meridians.

After a long time, he slowly let go of his hand and tucked Guan Shanyu in. He looked up and saw him staring at a corner of the room, wondering what he was thinking. Yan Ruchen paused for a moment before speaking and softly asked, "Shanyu, are you scared?"

Guan Shanyu's eyes flickered as he turned to look at Yan Ruchen. Yan Ruchen smiled at him and continued, "I've handed over the affairs to Hu Qi and the others. There's no need for me to go there in person in the near future. I'll stay in Wangshuiling from now on. If you go out again, I'll go with you, okay?"

Guan Shanyu was slightly startled when he heard this. After briefly meeting Yan Ruchen's dark eyes, he withdrew his gaze, buried his head in the quilt, and asked softly, "When can my secret technique be unlocked?"

Yan Ruchen hesitated for a moment and replied, "After this secret technique is planted, it will take root in your heart meridians. Let me think carefully about how to remove it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a light knock on the door, and there seemed to be a faint whisper of discussion. Yan Ruchen didn't seem to notice, still staring at Guan Shanyu seriously. Seeing this, Guan Shanyu raised his chin slightly towards him and reminded him: "Someone is knocking on the door."

Yan Ruchen seemed to have just come to his senses, nodded, and turned to walk towards the door. After opening the door, he saw a huge group of disciples gathered blocking the entrance.

Yan Ruchen frowned slightly, looked at the group of people, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The disciples at the door pushed and shoved each other. Finally, Disciple A mustered up the courage and glanced behind Yan Ruchen before picking up the fruit basket he was holding. He whispered, "Boss, is Second Brother Guan injured? We're here to give him some supplements."

"Yes, yes." The other disciples also echoed and handed the fruits, bird's nests and other things in their hands to Yan Ruchen.

Seeing this, Yan Ruchen's expression eased slightly, and he turned back to look at Guan Shanyu inside the room. He saw that he had pulled the quilt over his head and curled up on the bed, motionless, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or not.

Seeing this, Yan Ruchen's expression darkened for a moment before he turned back to look at the disciples in front of him who all looked a little worried. He smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for your concern. Take the food back first. If he wants anything to eat, I'll ask the kitchen to make it for him."

The disciple in charge of the kitchen raised his hand quickly from the back: "Boss, you can always come to me! I can't say anything else, but I can definitely make a full banquet."

The disciples laughed softly upon hearing this. Yan Ruchen nodded and thanked them before sending them away.

After closing the door and turning around, he saw Guan Shanyu still lying motionless. Yan Ruchen slowly approached him, wanting to check him out. But he heard a muffled voice from under the quilt: "I feel dizzy. I'm going to sleep first."

So Guan Shanyu really didn't get up the whole afternoon. Yan Ruchen didn't dare to leave either, sitting quietly in the corner of the room, silently watching over him.

The sun was setting outside the house. Yan Ruchen held the file in his hand and read it for a long time. He felt his arms were a little sore. He was about to adjust his posture when he suddenly heard a faint sobbing sound coming from the bed.