These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"Is it fun?"

Wei Tu shook his head and said regretfully.

"Not as fun as you."

"...Just because I'm letting you lie down in bed doesn't mean I can let you do whatever you want with me now."

Wei Tu sighed.

"At this moment, you shouldn't say: 'Oh dear, I might die, so why not experience what it's like to be a woman before I die?' I've been thinking about action techniques for a long time."

"Is that all you're thinking?!"

Ye Bingluan couldn't help but raise her voice.

However, he didn't move his body, as if the other person's words were too direct, which, although embarrassing, seemed to prove that he wouldn't do such a thing.

Wei Tu shook his head with a smile, then his expression became a little serious.

He reached out and tucked a stray strand of Ye Bingluan's hair behind her ear.

He watched as her cheeks flushed slightly from his touch, but there was no further ambiguity in his eyes.

He just said it with a serious expression.

“In the Yuanjian Sect, there are several young women as beautiful and charming as you, and they are all waiting for me to return. So no matter what, I have to go out. I hope you understand one thing: I will do my best to take you with me, but if things become impossible and I have to abandon you, you must understand.”

That's a rather harsh statement.

It was so ruthless that Ye Bingluan felt a chill.

The previous ambiguity and romance have vanished without a trace, leaving only the bloody reality of this world.

She nodded.

"I know, this is not your job in the first place."

Although I can understand it all, I still feel resentful inside.

Because it is taken for granted, it seems to confirm the humanity that should exist.

So Ye Bingluan looked at Wei Tu.

"They...so there's more than one?"

Wei Tu nodded.

Is it hard to understand?

"No, it's just that I think cultivators should be very proud, how could they allow themselves to be small while others are big?"

There is no distinction between large and small.

"No?"

"Of course, we are not in the mortal world, so why should we be bound by these worldly rules?"

"Too……"

Ye Bingluan didn't know what to say, she just stared at Wei Tu, seemingly lost in thought.

Wei Tu felt a little uneasy under her gaze, so he simply closed his eyes.

It wasn't until much later that the girl uttered a soft, murmured remark.

"Are all cultivators skilled at being cold-blooded and ruthless?"

Wei Tu didn't refute anything, but calmly told Ye Bingluan.

"At its core, everyone is selfish. People may become more compassionate and righteous after being influenced and educated, but when faced with reality or experiencing setbacks, they will know what is right for them."

"Oh."

Ye Bingluan also closed her eyes.

Indeed, what right does an emperor have to call himself cold-blooded and ruthless? It is the power struggles of emperors that are truly ruthless.

In the last moments before falling asleep, she heard Wei Tu's calm words.

"Don't think about it anymore, at least I haven't given up on you yet."

Okay, now... well, now is all she has left.

I don't know if it was the next day, but when I woke up it was still dark.

Wei Tu went out for another stroll, while Ye Bingluan stayed in her room repeatedly practicing the cultivation method that Wei Tu had taught her.

It wasn't really to cultivate her abilities; the child was just too bored, and to prevent her will from collapsing first, she had to do something to distract herself.

Wei Tu went out three times in this manner.

The two slept in the same bed from night to night, without embracing or engaging in any romantic or ambiguous behavior.

All they had were casual chats and clues that made no progress.

It wasn't until Wei Tu returned for the third time that he saw Ye Bingluan sitting cross-legged on the bed, emanating a faint aura.

He frowned.

Ye Bingluan looked at him, somewhat puzzled.

"What's wrong... what happened?"

Then he saw the boy stride towards him with an aura that seemed different from before.

Ye Bingluan appeared calm, but she was somewhat nervous inside.

Is this boy going crazy and planning to do something to himself?

I know I can't refuse, because I'm not as capable as the other person.

But if it really happens, how should we face all of this afterwards?

The girl thought about it and realized that this was the only way; they would depend on each other for survival.

This is what makes it so tragic. Under such circumstances, Ye Bingluan was certain that she would not gain any pleasure or even comfort from doing these things.

But to her surprise, Wei Tu walked over, took her arm, and placed his fingers on her wrist, as if he were taking her pulse.

Ye Bingluan didn't know what he was doing, but she instinctively felt that the boy must have felt some kind of undeniable change happening to him.

So she let him take her pulse so carefully until he finally let go of her hand.

Then he looked at himself with a deep gaze, his eyes filled with an unprecedented seriousness.

"Who...are you?"

Ye Bingluan was taken aback for a moment, then answered as always.

"Ye Bingluan, the Emperor of the Great Shang Dynasty, Ye Bingluan."

Then she saw the boy put his hands away, stand up, and mutter to himself with his head down.

"What a joke... It'll only take three days at most... Three days to reach Foundation Establishment... What terrifying talent is this! What a joke..."

Am I strange?

Ye Bingluan couldn't help but ask.

Wei Tu looked at her and nodded.

"You're not just strange, you're absolutely incredible."

"...I just don't think it's a nice thing to say."

Wei Tu was too lazy to explain so much.

Then he narrowed his eyes and carefully examined Ye Bingluan from top to bottom, from head to toe.

Seeing this, Ye Bingluan became somewhat embarrassed and started to fidget.

I always feel like every part of my body is exposed to the other person's view.

"You...stop looking like that, what are you looking at?"

Wei Tu shook his head and looked away.

"I'm starting to understand why I chose you..."

"why?"

"I understand some of it, but not completely. We'll have to see."

"You're really interesting!"

Ye Bingluan said irritably, "Why is this young man spouting so much nonsense?"

This was obvious to her, but Wei Tu knew that there were some things he couldn't tell her for the time being.

For example... given this woman's talent... she could very well be the reincarnation of some great immortal or powerful being...

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the other party's astonishing talent. In the Immortal Continent, the Foundation Establishment stage of three or four days can be explained by innate talent, but... this is in the mortal world where spiritual energy is lacking!

Moreover, this woman is not young anymore. The older a person gets, the more barriers there are to cultivation, yet she has still reached the Foundation Establishment stage at such a speed...

Wei Tu could hardly think of any other reason.

As a result, some things became strange.

For example, seizing a sliver of heavenly secrets... Is the purpose of this seizure Shang Quejun, or this girl whose talent is so rare that it's only seen once in a thousand years?

And then, in the eerie silence that filled the room.

Wei Tu stared blankly out the window, but noticed something unusual.

Ye Bingluan noticed it too.

"Why is the sky...red?"

Wei Tu frowned, leaped out of the window, and landed directly on the roof of the inn, gazing at the sky.

A sea of ​​blood, a vivid crimson.

The clouds became clearly visible, and were completely red.

It looked like a piece of cloth stained with blood.

He frowned as he looked from east to west.