Chapter 174 – Master, do you choose to die or to perish? (15)
“Don’t move.” Yan Luo furrowed her brows slightly as she gathered spiritual energy in her hand, gradually soothing his injured muscles and veins.
Yun Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, not rejecting Yan Luo’s spiritual energy.
Despite her being of the ice spiritual root, he felt an unusually warm sensation.
Yun Ze’s body gradually relaxed, and as he lifted his head, he could see Yan Luo’s face. Watching her focused expression, he couldn’t help but extend his hand slowly, like a child seeking praise, and wrapped his arms around Yan Luo’s waist.
He rubbed against her like he did when he was young, his voice carrying a hint of seeking approval.
“Master, I’ve made a breakthrough.”
Yan Luo was busy continuing to help him soothe the spiritual energy within his body, and she responded with an acknowledgment.
Her expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of tension in her eyes.
With a slight mistiness in his eyes, Yun Ze couldn’t help but wonder what Yan Luo’s face would look like if she showed panic.
Leaning into Yan Luo’s embrace, he eventually couldn’t resist the intrusion of this power and slowly closed his eyes.
After Yan Luo finished soothing the energy within Yun Ze’s body, she rubbed her temples and wanted to snort as she looked at the blackening value on the panel that didn’t move at all.
She had worked herself to death for him all day, trying not to break her character, and she felt like she was going to burst.
Yet, despite all her efforts, the blackening value remained unchanged.
No more love, our love can only go this far. 🙃
After grumbling for a while, she finally headed towards the main hall with the same dignity and guilt towards Yun Ze as the original owner.
When Yun Ze opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. He subconsciously searched for a familiar figure, and he felt relieved when he saw the person sitting at the table.
“Master?”
But Yan Luo’s mood was obviously not very good. She restrained herself, but eventually, with a suppressed voice full of anger, she spoke up.
“What did I tell you? Don’t rush in your cultivation. Consolidate first and then seek breakthroughs. If it weren’t for the Zhengxuan Sword partially resisting the power, do you think you could have endured that thunder tribulation?”
Yun Ze was stunned, watching Yan Luo stand up, her robe fluttering behind her as she walked towards him, clearly becoming angry after realizing his breakthrough situation following the repair of his muscles and veins.
The usually expressionless face now showed a trace of anger, making Yun Ze feel a bit puzzled.
It was only when he came to his senses that he seemed to realize his mistake and lowered his head as if acknowledging it.
But there was a hint of confusion in his eyes. It was the same face, almost the same tone, but why did it feel different?
The young man looked a bit disheveled, his blue and white Daoist robe slightly messy, the tie of his hair scattered somewhere, his hair messy, and his face still a bit dusty. He was just asking for praise a moment ago, but now, after Yan Luo’s scolding, he looked dejected, giving off a somewhat pitiful vibe.
It was heart-wrenching.
“Master, weren’t you dissatisfied with your disciple’s cultivation speed before? So… I wanted to make Master happy…” Yun Ze tugged at the corner of the blanket, looking pitiful, “I know I was wrong, Master, please don’t be angry.”
She was indeed angry before, but now, looking at this guy’s pitiful appearance, where could she find the anger?
She raised her hand and gently rubbed her temple, looking at Yun Ze’s pitiful expression almost on the verge of tears, her tone involuntarily softened.
“Don’t joke about such things in the future, okay?”
“Yes.” Yun Ze nodded.