You should wait until everything is settled, then come find her. This way, she would endure less of the agonizing wait.
Chen Ye nodded, advising, "You handle your tasks first and pack your things. Later, I’ll take you and Jin’er to the Lingyin Sect together."
Lingyin Sect!
This was the dream sanctuary of countless Loose Cultivators in the Yan Kingdom!
Lin Qiongyu never expected that someone like her would also get the chance to go to the Lingyin Sect!
She was just about to express her gratitude, but Chen Ye waved his hand, "Don’t waste time, I’ll go in first."
After saying this, he walked straight into the courtyard.
The girl watched his slightly anxious back, slightly startled.
The master seems to care a lot about his sister?
Yes, after all, the sister is his registered disciple.
Lin Qiongyu brushed aside her thoughts.
She pondered and decided to go to the Lin Family in the Outer Valley first to explain the situation to her parents and, by the way, pack up the things there.
...
Inside the room, the windows were clear and bright.
The curtains were drawn, and the warm sunlight fell on the girl.
Her head hung low, silently holding a rabbit doll.
Looking... quite normal?
Chen Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
The last time he came, the room was in disarray, the doors and windows tightly shut, not a sliver of sunlight getting through.
Jin’er had curled up in the coldest corner, her small face pale, leaving a strong impression on Chen Ye.
But now, with Lin Qiongyu’s care, Jin’er was far less gloomy than last time.
Chen Ye closed the door behind him, and the girl silently raised her small face at the sound, her hollow eyes landing on Chen Ye.
In that instant, he actually felt a chill.
Click...
Chen Ye clicked his tongue.
Indeed, this little girl seemed fragile, but she was, in the original text, a Cold Flame Cultivator with explosive potential, hiding terrifying strength.
Chen Ye sighed and explained, "Jin’er, Master was because..."
"Mm."
The girl interrupted him.
That light response, devoid of any emotion, blocked all the prepared explanations and apologies outside.
All the words Chen Ye had prepared were instantly stuck in his throat.
"I... trust Master."
Her hollow pupils stared straight at the man in front of her.
The man’s attire was bright and radiant, dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, his face handsome.
But on his right arm, there were patches of abrupt wet marks.
You could faintly see a smiling face drawn by someone there, mmm... this height should be where one of his disciples secretly drew it, probably Xu Qingjun.
Regarding the neck, there lay a strand of black hair, hmm, it was Lu Zhiwei’s hair.
This meant.
Before the man came here, Xu Qingjun affectionately held his arm, mischievously drawing smiling faces.
And Chen Ye had picked up Lu Zhiwei, causing a strand of the girl’s hair to accidentally fall by his neck.
One could almost see the gentle smile on the man’s face; one could almost hear the joyful laughter of the two girls.
Truly a harmonious master-disciple relationship.
As for herself, she could only drag her disabled body, barely hanging on in a corner.
Was there a need for the man to specially explain to someone like her?
No need.
The girl in the wheelchair performed a nearly ritualistic act by placing the rabbit doll on the nearby low table.
Then, she lowered her head.
Her pale little hands lifted the thin blanket, pinched the hem of her skirt, exposing those straight and slender legs to Chen Ye’s eyes.
Chen Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Jin’er was so considerate!
She must have known that he had his own difficulties... even if he didn’t explain, she was willing to trust him.
Worthy of being the number one girl expert in the Cultivation Realm!
Chen Ye’s heart settled, he extended his large hand, his palm warm, covering the girl’s cold and slender knees.
"It might be a bit hot, bear with it," Chen Ye said warmly.
"Mm." The girl still kept her head down, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.
Chen Ye spoke no more, urging the vast spiritual power inside his body, turning it into a liquid state.
The pure Wood Element Spiritual Power, like a gentle stream, was injected into the girl’s dormant meridians.
Wherever the spiritual power went, the cold flame that lurked inside her body met its nemesis and was gradually dissolved.
Throughout the process, the girl sat quietly, letting Chen Ye work his magic.
As if the body being treated had nothing to do with her.
After an incense stick of time, Chen Ye withdrew his hand and smiled:
"All done. When you cultivate to the Late Period of Qi Cultivation, you won’t need Master and can refine the Cold Flame on your own. By then, Jin’er’s cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds!"
He was inwardly astounded.
During the treatment, he discovered that Jin’er’s cultivation was already at the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer.
Perhaps, when Jin’er nestled inside the room, she was diligently cultivating.
Only, the cultivation speed was truly astonishing...
Thinking about it, Chen Ye could understand.
Since the day Jin’er was born, the Cold Flame had been parasitic in her body.
The Cold Flame indeed tortured her constantly, but in some sense, it was also accumulating, helping her to amass a profound foundation.
In the original text, Jin’er even became a Fake Pill Cultivator overnight! But the price was too severe, destroying her path, forcing her to rely on the power of the Cold Flame.
Chen Ye looked at the girl, smiling as he said, "Jin’er, do you want to try standing up?"
He had great confidence in his treatment; the purity of the spiritual power this time far surpassed the Qi Cultivation Stage, and the effect should be remarkable.
The girl in the wheelchair did not immediately respond.
Her vacant gaze focused on a certain point in the void, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
After a few moments, she lightly nodded, her voice as soft as a thread:
"Mm."
Chen Ye bent down, carefully holding her slender arms with one hand while gently supporting her waist with the other, helping her steadily bear her body weight:
"Take it slow, no rush. First, feel the strength in your legs and try to move your ankles... yes, just like that."
Jin’er cautiously infused strength into her legs, which hadn’t been used for a long time. Since Chen Ye left, she hadn’t stood up for half a year.
Fortunately, the treatment was indeed effective.
Not long after, Jin’er wobbled and stood up.
Chen Ye watched the girl with delight, feeling a sense of accomplishment.
He slightly eased his supportive hold, wanting Jin’er to stand on her own.
Unexpectedly, at the moment his strength withdrew slightly.
Jin’er’s slender legs gave in, and she fell straight into Chen Ye’s arms.
"Careful!"
Chen Ye’s heart tightened, quickly opening his arms to catch her steadily.
Strange...
Before, Jin’er could stand firmly, so why is it worse now?
In Chen Ye’s puzzlement, the small and light body had already deeply nestled into his embrace, with her arms tightly hugging his waist and back.
He only thought she was startled and quickly held Jin’er tighter, comforting her, "It’s okay, it’s okay, Master is here."
"Mm..."
In his arms, Jin’er’s small nose twitched slightly, and her heart beat wildly behind her frail chest.
She... actually held him.
The last time was half a year ago, when she was blindfolded and carried by a man to the market to kill...
Chen Ye saw the girl soft and snuggling against him, feeling pity in his heart, fearing the little girl was scared and couldn’t stand up.
He remembered clearly that before, Jin’er was very averse to intimate contact with him.
But now, out of fear, she had to be close to him.
Just as Chen Ye was about to say a few comforting words, he suddenly sensed something unusual.
He seemed to hear rapid breathing?
Chen Ye instinctively lowered his head, wanting to see the girl’s expression.
But Lin Jin seemed to notice his action, burying her face deeper into his chest, leaving only the top of her dark hair.
Her slender arms even tightened a bit, like a startled chick seeking shelter and greedily absorbing warmth.
Forget it... she must have really been scared.
Chen Ye sighed.
"Mm-hmm..." A barely perceptible strange noise.
"?" Chen Ye’s old face blushed, and his hands holding Jin’er became somewhat uncertain.
"The foot... twisted, it hurts."
"Oh..."
So that’s how it is.
Chen Ye wished he could give himself a slap for misunderstanding the pure and frail Jin’er!
...
Half a day later.
The sea of clouds churned and the fierce wind howled.
The Spiritual Ship broke through layer upon layer of clouds, swiftly heading towards the Lingyin Sect.
On the deck of the flying ship, Chen Ye leaned against the railing, his robes flapping in the wind.
He gazed down at the fast-moving mountains and rivers below, sighing emotionally:
"This Bai Family’s Spiritual Ship is indeed fast... it should reach the Lingyin Sect in about a day."
At this moment,
A group of people were already on their way to the Lingyin Sect.
As for the Vine King, Chen Ye, though intent on subduing the Vine King Clan, was at a loss as the little white fox had fallen into slumber again.
On his own, he couldn’t find the Vine King in the Three Thousand Great Mountains.
He could only wait for the little white fox to wake up and discuss it carefully.
"Hmm? Where are your two disciples?"
The door to the cabin of the flying ship was pushed open, and Bai Susu walked out yawning.
She looked at Chen Ye curiously, "They pester you every day, but today they let you enjoy the scenery alone..."
Chen Ye’s face stiffened slightly, pretending to dismiss, "Ridiculous! As their master, can’t I have some alone time? Do I have to watch over them every day?"
Hah!
It’s better if those two little ones don’t cling to him!
Moreover, recently it seems... Jin’er wants to be close to him?
Chen Ye wanted to see.
In the end, who will be more anxious, him or those two little ones!