But in front of Zhiwei, that’s different...
Zhiwei was startled, her pretty little face under the moonlight showing a moment of confusion.
Hmm?
She always felt that her master had stolen her lines and tone.
But seeing her master’s rare vulnerable expression, Zhiwei’s heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly.
Indeed, her master loved Qing Jun ten times more than she, as a senior sister, did. It was as if he had raised that crying little girl tenderly, holding her close to his heart.
Now that Qing Jun was left alone in that unknown, dangerous Xu Family’s dragon’s den, how could her master not be worried or miss her?
Zhiwei lightly jumped down from the flying sword, landing silently, and took the initiative to grab her master’s big hand:
"But now Zhiwei is here with Master... Qing Jun will definitely come back, even if she can’t return temporarily, Zhiwei will also go to find her in the future."
Darn big girl.
Hasn’t she been refusing to hold her master’s hand these days?
Does she have to make her master show weakness!
Chen Ye was greatly displeased. He squatted down and sighed deeply, "But Master just misses Qing Jun... So, can Zhiwei hug Master and comfort him? These days, Zhiwei hasn’t been willing to get close to Master."
Hmm...
Somehow, it seemed like Zhiwei had become much colder, always mindful of the distance with her master.
If it weren’t for today’s special situation, even Zhiwei’s little hand couldn’t be held.
"Ah? But... but Master is so big, how can Zhiwei hug..."
Zhiwei’s small face suddenly turned a light shade of pink.
She spread her slender arms and gestured, then looked at her own height, which only reached his waist.
But seeing her master so heartbroken, she couldn’t bear it.
With a deep breath, the little girl with the ink-black hair leaned towards the squatting Chen Ye, spread her slender arms, and tried to hug her master’s upper body.
To be precise, she could only wrap her arms around the back of Chen Ye’s shoulders and a tiny portion of his back.
She even tiptoed, her whole body leaning slightly forward.
Chen Ye felt the soft embrace of his disciple and felt a joy in his heart.
He cooperated by leaning into Zhiwei’s embrace, his head resting on her thin chest.
"It’s still Zhiwei who cares for Master." Chen Ye sighed with relief.
"Master..."
Zhiwei only felt a weight in front of her, her little face in a panic.
But seeing her master with a look of relief, she forcibly suppressed her discomfort, trying hard to reach out and pat her master’s back in clumsy comfort,
"Zhiwei will definitely cultivate properly in the future, be filial to Master... so that no one in the world can bully Master anymore..."
"Hmm!"
The gentle comfort of his disciple made all of Chen Ye’s fatigue over the past few days disappear.
He could even feel the girl’s nervous, quickening heartbeat drumming against his cheek through the thin fabric and flesh.
Thump, thump...
"Zhiwei is still the best, fragrant and warm."
Chen Ye was very satisfied, the tip of his nose filled with the faint fragrance of his disciple, and his face felt all soft and comfortable.
What a pity, if only it were Sister Qingzhu’s embrace, just imagine how comfortable that would be...
But once his disciple grows up, she might not embrace him like this anymore.
Thinking of this, Chen Ye felt inexplicably forlorn.
Zhiwei lowered her head, seeing her master’s peaceful face in her arms.
It felt as if a warm current flowed through her body, seemingly more comfortable than her master.
All the pressure in her heart and body vanished into thin air.
"Master, don’t be afraid. Zhiwei will always be with you..."
The little girl with the ink-black hair lowered her eyelids, patting her master’s back, her small palm conveying a warm heat.
"Chirp chirp..."
The little white fox squatted on the ground, tilting its fluffy head with an expression of disdain.
Chirp chirp! This Chen Ye, it turns out he’s just an evil human!
To think... to think he would trick a little girl’s feelings!!
The little white fox decided to stay far away from him in the future.
Even if he brought out delicious pills again, the little white fox would rather die than yield!
...
On the other side.
The Inner Sect disciples were horrified, exclaiming, and frantically trying to rush forward to help.
But the blood reeds had their eyes fixed on Wei Shu.
Countless blood-red tendrils coalesced into a scarlet frenzy, fearlessly surging towards the center!
"Get lost!"
As a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Wei Shu, though startled, remained unyielding.
He shouted angrily, and a brilliant golden light burst from his body, instantly expanding his protective spiritual light, blocking the entire first wave of attacks!
His hand gestures changed, and the vast golden light condensed into a golden blade, slashing the blood-red tendrils into countless fragments!
However, it was useless!
These blood reeds were endless; the tendrils that were cut off quickly regrew, their attacks becoming ever more frenzied!
Wei Shu’s protective spiritual light, under this fearless onslaught, rapidly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The spiritual power in his body was being consumed like a flood unleashed!
"The rumors are true, these blood reeds can indeed exhaust and kill a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator through sheer numbers?" a disciple exclaimed in disbelief, his face draining of color.
Who could believe that this first-tier vicious plant, when gathered in such numbers, could have the terrifying ability to devour even the strong!
At this critical moment.
"Hmph!"
A majestic cold snort seemed to crush down from the sky.
An ice palm phantom, entirely formed from intense cold energy, aggressively descended!
In its coverage, countless violently writhing scarlet vines instantly froze and became brittle, shattering into powder like frozen glass, scattering mixed with viscous juices!
"The Xu Family’s Extreme Frost Destructive Hand!"
The observing cultivators recognized it immediately; it was one of the Xu Family’s secret clan techniques, rumored to originate from the Ruins Country!
Amidst the smoke and shattered vine fragments, Wei Shu’s extremely battered figure was revealed.
He had his hair disheveled, his Taoist robe nearly torn apart, revealing a piece of inner armor with dim silver scales inside.