These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"I didn't bully Master, I just wanted to get closer to Master."

"We're very close!"

That means we can't get any closer!

"It's not close enough, because Master still thinks I will leave you one day."

"..."

Lu Qingyan was silent for a moment, then spoke in a low voice.

"This is normal. One day you will go to a wider world, and neither Little Iris Peak nor Abyss Sword Sect will be a constraint that can contain you."

"Will I become a giant even bigger than the Yuanjian Sect? Why can't you contain me? Unless Master wants to expel me from the sect."

"If you keep going like this, I really won't be able to resist kicking you out of the sect!"

Lu Qingyan said those words with a hint of spite.

This boy is lying on the same bed with me, looking at me so closely. Where is the respect and fear that should exist between master and disciple?

This is clearly outrageous and lawless.

Wei Tu looked at Lu Qingyan with a smile.

"Then I'll have no choice but to let my master marry into the family."

"What...what did you say?"

Lu Qingyan looked at Wei Tu in disbelief.

Wei Tu looked at Lu Qingyan innocently.

"Master, you seem to be reacting very strongly..."

"Do you know what you're saying, you traitor...!"

Lu Qingyan reached out to push Wei Tu, as if she had forgotten that she was a cultivator with cultivation.

Or rather, it's unclear what instinct led to this action. Was it genuine anger at a disobedient disciple for uttering such shocking words, or a woman's instinctive embarrassment at a man's daring advances?

Wei Tu, however, had grasped Lu Qingyan's hand, which was actually not very dangerous.

Then look into her eyes.

"Disciple was just joking...Master, did you take it seriously?"

"You can make any kind of joke?!"

Lu Qingyan seemed even angrier.

Wei Tu shook his head.

“Indeed, not every joke can be made, so Master only has two choices: either don’t kick me out and continue being master and disciple, or kick me out and I will marry Master.”

"Wei Tu...!!"

Lu Qingyan's heart was filled with unknown fear.

Just like when he first offered to help me improve my physique, I resolutely refused, but now I've agreed.

And now, he actually said something like that...

How could he disregard these ethical and moral principles? He was his teacher, and they had almost become family. How could he...?

But the handsome young man pulled her hand and then dragged her into his arms.

She even turned her back to him, wrapped her arms around his slender waist, and remained completely still.

He looks very proper, but embracing his master... that's already a great act of rebellion!

However, Lu Qingyan could not resist the words the other person whispered in her ear.

"Consider it Master's reward for my hard work today. I want to hold Master and have a good night's sleep. As for what I said, Master can decide whether to pretend I didn't hear it when I wake up tomorrow."

I don't know how much time passed before I heard even breathing behind me.

And he felt as if he could no longer move.

Her black hair cascaded down the bed like a waterfall, and the moonlight, like water, fell into her heart.

People should dream at night, half painful, half blissful. PS: Damn! Every time I say I might not add extra chapters, I end up adding them anyway! I'm impressed!

13 How dare you paint the new snow? (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month~~)

【Tu'er. The North Sea seems so far from you, yet so near. Near enough that I could go there anytime to see you. But also so far that I've only been there a handful of times. It's not that I can't go, but rather that I seem afraid to.】

[Master. If you're not comfortable in Beihai, come to Panlong City. Your disciple, senior sister, Susu, and I are all here. If you could come too, it would be like we're all together again. The moon is very far away tonight, especially reminding me of the clear moon over Xiaoyuan Peak. You always told me back then that when the moon is full, it signifies the day of reunion. But Master, what are you afraid of?]

[Seeing this letter is like seeing you in person. Tu'er, the flowers bloom similarly year after year, but the people change with each passing year. Seeing your letter fills me with deep joy. Perhaps their companionship is the most fulfilling thing for you. I said long ago… I cannot and will not accompany you forever. Your life has just begun, and I am fortunate to have witnessed your hardships and perseverance along the way. This outcome is already the most fulfilling. Yes, Tu'er, I think everything is fine in Beihai, but I still miss the days at Xiaoyuan Peak. Perhaps our next reunion won't be in Beihai, nor in Panlong City, but at Xiaoyuan Peak?]

[To Master. Master, there are some things I disagree with. You did say long ago that you couldn't be with me forever, but... why is it impossible? I don't actually want to be an Immortal Emperor. Now, I miss more and more the ten years of practicing swordsmanship on Little Iris Peak, listening to you recite the Dao of Sword, and letting you teach me. Master... I miss you so much. What I miss isn't Little Iris Peak, but that time, and you holding my hand as we walked from the darkness of the bloody storm at the foot of the mountain to dawn that year.]

Master... only with you is there true reunion. Please take good care of yourself.

Take care...

The woman in Beihai held the letter, yet pointed her sword at the sky.

Then they perished forever in the abyss.

She did eventually return to the Yuanjian Sect, but by then he was no longer a boy and carried her unresponsive body back there.

They were never reunited.

In the end, they were separated by death.

Wei Tu will never forget that he was drunk for seven days and seven nights in front of Lu Qingyan's grave.

Countless cups of wine were poured out, and the words were repeatedly murmured before the tombstone and the last sword she left behind.

What they reminisced about were those fragmented moments of the past twenty years, and what they talked about one after another.

Wei Tu would recount everything he had ever said to Lu Qingyan.

But there was no response from the other side of the grave.

Only the wind blows across the fine sand, and only the shallow grass grows tenaciously.

He didn't cry, he was just grieving.

He hated that there had to be parting in this world, even permanent parting.

But nobody told him.

From then on, whenever the wind and moon blew, Wei Tu would think of how she no longer had a master.

Just like losing one's parents at a young age, one becomes a child without anyone to care for them.

He thought he would live a lonely life in this world, and that no one would speak up for him if he was bullied.

When I got home, no one prepared meals for me. I had to mend my own clothes and live my own life. No one cared about me anymore... I had no home.

He thought it would always be like this.

Until Lu Qingyan appeared, he seemed to have found a home again.

This home is called Xiaoyuan Peak.

She would cook delicious meals and change into new clothes with holes in them.

If disciples from other sects bully her, she will appear alone with her sword and demand an apology.

Whose youth is without wind and rain? It's just that some people have umbrellas while others don't.

Wei Tu was glad that he had experienced it.

But he also knew that he would never have one again.

Even then, he was already so powerful that he didn't need any protection and could even protect others on his own.

But... in her absence, Wei Tu could no longer find a place that felt like home.

It turns out that home is not a place, but any place where she and she exist.

Dawn breaks.

The boy, who had just had a dream, gazed at the pale dawn in the east.

Well, he didn't go back to the past; he just went home.

-

"She doesn't look very well. Is Lu Qingyan even able to get out of bed?"

The young man, who had just returned to the Medicine King Pavilion early in the morning, was met with a cold and sarcastic attitude.

This woman, who exudes a languid and charming aura at all times, is currently leaning against the windowsill, gazing tenderly at herself who has just arrived at the door.

Wei Tu looked at Mu Xitong helplessly.

"Sister Xitong, what kind of talk is that?"

“Speak plainly. You're getting dark circles under your eyes. Even though you've reached the Dragon Slayer Realm, you should still take care of your health, especially when you get old…”

"That's absolutely not true! Give me back my innocence!"

Mu Xitong laughed out loud, then watched the boy enter the room from outside.

"The fact that you still have any purity is the funniest joke I've ever heard."

Wei Tu's spirits were indeed not very good; his internal energy had not fully recovered, and he rushed back so early solely to rest.

He raised his lazy eyes and glanced at Mu Xitong.

"The funniest jokes are yet to come."

"where?"

"I'm still a virgin."

"...Pfft! Hahahaha!"

Mu Xitong hugged the window and laughed so hard she almost fell over, her full breasts swaying up and down, a truly pleasing sight. It was just that Wei Tu found it hard to laugh at that moment.