He's a minor cannon fodder character who transmigrates into a novel and cultivates immortality,

In just a short while, Wu Chen broke through the restriction on another spiritual herb, and Xiao Feng's surprised voice came, "Senior brother, what is this?"

"Could this be the Spirit-Connecting Grass that can be refined into pills to prevent cultivators from falling into demonic possession?"

Wu Chen carefully dug out the spiritual herb and nodded, "Mm."

"Xiaofeng likes it? It's yours."

As he spoke, he handed the elixir to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng smiled gently as always, then took out a jade box and put the elixir inside.

Just as he was about to put it into his storage space, Xiao Xuan's divine sense transmitted through his sea of ​​consciousness, "Second brother, can you give me the Spirit-Connecting Grass that Breaks Through the Miasma?"

Xiao Feng paused for a moment, then asked, "Does my little brother want it?"

Xiao Xuan: "Hmm."

Xiao Feng glanced at Wu Chen, his face slightly flushed, "Senior brother, I... like this."

Wu Chen looked at Xiao Feng, whose face was flushed with embarrassment, and his heart stopped for a moment.

The young man stood facing the light, his face slightly flushed, just as he had when they first met.

Wu Chen's voice came a beat late, "Yeah, take it if you like."

"What belongs to your senior brother is yours."

Xiao Xuan: "..."

"He's wrong. Wu Chen isn't expressionless at all; he's quite the charmer."

Xiao Xuan thought to himself.

Xiao Feng held the jade box flat in his palm and transmitted his thoughts, saying, "Little brother, here, take it."

The next moment, the jade box in Xiao Feng's hand disappeared and fell into Xiao Xuan's hand.

Before entering the wooden bead space, Xiao Xuan couldn't help but tease, "Second brother, your senior brother likes you a lot, doesn't he?"

When are you two going to become a couple?

"Remember to tell your little brother in advance when the time comes."

Xiao Feng: "..."

Xiao Feng turned to look at Wu Chen, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Wu Chen thought the other party had something to say to him, but was worried that others would overhear, so he casually set up a barrier array.

It blocked the view and sound from the outside world.

Only then did she look up at Xiao Feng, her eyes filled with concern, "Xiao Feng, what's wrong?"

"Tell my senior brother."

"Don't be afraid, my brother is here."

Before Xiao Xuan pointed it out, Xiao Feng didn't realize it, but now, seeing it clearly, the undisguised worry in Wu Chen's eyes and the deep affection that he inadvertently revealed were crystal clear.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but ask, almost as if possessed, "Senior brother, do you like me?"

"The kind of liking that makes you want to be with someone, the kind of liking that comes from having a partner?"

Wu Chen was taken aback upon hearing this.

He thought that Xiao Feng, being so oblivious, wouldn't be able to notice.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only noticed but also asked so directly.

His immediate instinct was to deny it.

However, when faced with Xiao Feng's serious expression, he simply couldn't bring himself to say a word of denial.

After a long while, he nodded with difficulty.

Wu Chen lowered his eyes, not daring to meet Xiao Feng's gaze.

After a few breaths, he forced a smile and asked in a lighthearted tone, "Senior brother, have you put pressure on Xiaofeng?"

"If Xiaofeng dislikes it, I will try to appear in front of him less often in the future."

"sorry."

Seemingly worried that he would never have the chance to say it again, Wu Chen mustered up his courage and said what he had kept in his heart for more than ten years: "Ever since I first met you in the sect's medicine garden, the way you stood in the sunlight with your face flushed has remained in my heart."

"From then on, my senior brother always longed to see you more often..."

After saying this, Wu Chen seemed to have all his strength drained away, and his breath became somewhat dejected and bitter.

Xiao Feng reached out and clutched his chest, feeling a bittersweet ache in his heart—an emotion he had never experienced before.