There was a clear breeze and sunny clouds.
Lin Huanhuan fell silent, then reached out and pulled her into an embrace. She gently patted her head and comforted her:
“It’s okay, it’s not fake at all. This is you, this is how sadness and pain show.”
“Don’t worry about how others see you or how they cry. They usually cry their hearts out, even fall to their knees, tears streaming down.”
“When I see that kind of scene, I find it troublesome. No matter how I try to learn, I just can’t do it.”
“It’s okay, if you can’t do it, you don’t have to learn. You’re different from them, inherently different.”
You Yuelan was still crying and continued:
“Actually, it’s not that I want to sleep so much, but I just can’t help feeling sleepy. Even if I try my hardest to hurt myself, I can only suppress it a little bit.”
“Before long, I’ll get really sleepy again, and sometimes I even fall asleep while standing.”
“They said I need to fix this problem, that I must learn to distinguish the occasion—what to do and what not to do. I know that too, but there’s just no way.”
Lin Huanhuan sighed, her affection deepening even more.
She knew very well that this was essentially a trap set by You Yuelan’s master, with the sole purpose of locking You Yuelan down so she could never escape control.
She gently patted You Yuelan’s back and said in an extremely tender tone:
“It’s okay, it really isn’t your fault. You’ve done well enough.”
You Yuelan choked out:
“I still remember when my senior sister died, she told me not to be sad for her, that she didn’t want to see me like this.”
“But I still can’t help it, I can’t help crying. My heart aches, and I feel like I let her down…”
Lin Huanhuan didn’t speak, just silently held You Yuelan tighter, bringing her some warmth this way.
Lin Huanhuan actually wanted to tell You Yuelan the truth, to say:
‘Yijia might not be dead. Her soul is now stored in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.’
But the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was a serious matter.
Although the Great Way of Souls had shattered, the sealing of the Spirit Path had not stopped. Practitioners of the Spirit Path were like rats in the street—everyone wanted to beat them.
In the current Five Domains, there were probably few who cultivated the Spirit Path. If exposed, things would become a huge problem.
So, for safety’s sake, she could only choose to silently hide this matter, and only tell it when the time was ripe, or when her strength was no longer afraid of threats.
As for now, the only thing she could do was comfort You Yuelan.
After crying for a while longer, the tears in You Yuelan’s eyes finally stopped, like a dried-up waterfall.
She lifted her small face, her big eyes red, and said:
“Lin Huanhuan, can you bully me more in the future? I really like this kind of bullying from you.”
Lin Huanhuan curled her lips.
It was clearly a hug, but she insisted on calling it bullying.
But that was her own fault too.
“Alright, I’ll definitely bully you more from now on.”
“Mm, I’m getting sleepy again.”
“Then sleep for a bit, but don’t sleep too long. There are still things to do later.”
“Okay, I’ll try my best to control it.”
Lin Huanhuan didn’t bring up the damage to You Yuelan’s Dao Foundation and soul, and You Yuelan didn’t want to mention it either—she didn’t like talking about such painful things.
‘As for the soul problem, I can ask that Ten Thousand Soul Banner guy. He hadn’t awakened before, which is troublesome now, since that part of the inheritance is missing.’
‘As for the damage to the Dao Foundation, I’ll ask Master later. Master should have a way.’
Lin Huanhuan continued to hold You Yuelan like that.
You Yuelan lay in her arms, sleeping especially comfortably, once again having a sweet dream.
Dong Yuner leaned against a pillar nearby, watching the scene with displeasure, her cheeks puffed out like a pufferfish.
Although she was unhappy, in this situation, she couldn’t just forcibly pull You Yuelan away, could she?
Moreover, before coming here, Lin Huanhuan had already filled her heart with concrete actions, nourishing her dry-desert-like inner self.
She wasn’t that despicable.
She had also finished listening to their conversation just now, and couldn’t help but be slightly moved.
She hadn’t expected that this lazy and languid person had just been through something like that.
‘This person’s excessive sleepiness is probably a side effect of the cultivation technique. I wonder what kind of technique is so troublesome to have this kind of side effect.’
‘Then how do you fight? Sleep while fighting?’
‘But this might not be a bad thing. It seems driving her away is already impossible, so I might as well win her over—it shouldn’t be hard.’
‘And most importantly, she loves sleeping so much that even if she’s alone with Miss, she’ll probably just sleep. She’s not much of a threat.’
‘Mm, worth considering.’
Later, Lin Huanhuan woke up You Yuelan, who was sleeping soundly.
Just as they stepped out the door, they ran into Song Zhuying, who had come back to handle some matters.
Lin Huanhuan smiled and said:
“Master, what a coincidence! I didn’t expect to run into you here. This is really great luck.”
Song Zhuying chuckled lightly:
“Oh? Isn’t this Xiaozhu Peak? This is supposed to be the place I oversee, though I rarely come back. Is there some misunderstanding?”
“No, no, don’t mind the details. Actually, I just thought, how did Master get even prettier? I’m so envious.”
Lin Huanhuan put on a fawning smile.
Song Zhuying smiled at her and said:
“You must have something to ask of me, right? No need for that—just speak your mind.”
“Master is indeed exceptionally wise. There is indeed a small matter I’d like Master’s help with. You won’t refuse, will you?”
Lin Huanhuan finished flattering, then pushed forward You Yuelan, who had been standing beside her like a wooden statue, and was about to speak.
But Song Zhuying took a step forward, her brows slightly furrowed.
“She’s been planted with a Demon Seed—this is a technique from the Demonic Path. I didn’t expect that after all these years, those from the Demonic Path are still so vicious, planting people like medicinal herbs.”
“I’ll take care of it first.”
She broke off a long bamboo branch from the Cloud Bamboo nearby and lightly tapped You Yuelan’s head.
You Yuelan felt a sensation of clarity spread through her entire body; something inside her that had been making her uneasy completely dissipated.
“Alright, it’s settled. The Demon Seed has been dissolved, but most of its power remains in your body.”
“You can refine it when you have time; it should greatly increase your cultivation. Congratulations, you’ll never be used as medicine again.”
Song Zhuying said with a gentle smile.
You Yuelan’s body trembled, and she quickly thanked her:
“Thank you!”
Song Zhuying patted her head and said with a smile:
“You’re quite polite.”
Then she looked at Lin Huanhuan.
“Huanhuan, the help you want from me is to fix the damage to her soul and Dao Foundation, right?”
“This is a bit difficult. Damage to the soul is hard to deal with.”
“However, the technique she cultivates, despite its terrifying drawbacks, holds powerful life force. Even if nothing is done, her soul will fully recover within ten years.”
“As for the damage to the Dao Foundation, I can handle that.”