"Be cautious in daily life..."
Yuyan listened to Yino's concern thoughtfully, then smiled as if she had thought of something: "Like, for example, the junior brother who's always eyeing my legs?"
Hearing this, Yino fell silent. He glanced down at the dark purple formation on her abdomen, his lips twitching slightly, momentarily at a loss for words because Yuyan wasn't wrong.
Seeing the boy's expression freeze, Yuyan couldn't help but laugh at his reaction.
"I was just kidding, don't take it to heart..."
"Yino, actually, since you started helping me channel energy that day, I've been feeling lighter and more comfortable, and even my sleep has been solid every night..."
"Even if the whole world turns against me, I believe you wouldn't do that."
At some point, Yuyan had become somewhat sentimental and her tone became more sincerity.
But her words made Yino feel overwhelmed.
He did hope to capture her heart, but he never expected that after just two months of living together at Ranmo Peak, Yuyan would speak so openly about her trust in him!
"In... in Senior Sister's heart, am I more trustworthy than the sect leader and Senior Sister Yanran?"
Yino asked carefully, knowing he shouldn't compare himself to their decades-long bond.
But as his words settled, the beautiful immortal with the seductive gaze seemed to lose focus, lowering her eyelids.
Yuyan gave a self-deprecating chuckle, turning her face away to hide the sadness and loneliness on her face.
"Maybe they've known me longer."
"But in terms of trust, I'd rather trust a straightforward junior brother like you, who just wants to admire my body..."
She took a deep breath, rubbing her nose as if it were a bit painful.
When she was young, the Mo family and the Mu family had a good relationship in Wuji Sect.
The two family heads were like sworn brothers.
But when Mo Mansion was engulfed by heavenly fire when she was nine, the Mu family remained silent. Not a single elder or cultivator from Wuji Sect, who were once close to the Mo family, offered help.
Mu Daosheng took over as sect leader.
Yuyan was adopted and trained as a direct disciple.
However, over the years, Mu Daosheng never mentioned the heavenly fire, and he was quite restrictive towards Yuyan. He forbade her from learning chess and delving into the truth of her family's destruction.
The entire Wuji Sect, from top to bottom, was silent about it, as if they had all had their memories wiped. No one cared to discuss the mysterious death of the previous sect leader Mo Yiqing; even mentioning the "Mo family" became taboo.
Yuyan grew up in this repressive environment.
Who could she really trust?
The sect leader Mu Daosheng, who advocated for peace even after his sworn brother's family was wiped out?
Or her senior sister Yanran, who, aside from showing concern, refused to reveal anything about the Mo family's destruction?
Yuyan wasn't naive; she could feel the sense of being excluded.
Blood wasn't thicker than water; Yuyan could never truly enter the hearts of Yanran and Mu Daosheng.
She knew that the records of that heavenly fire were in the ninth underground level of the Scripture Pavilion, but over the years, no one from the Mu family had allowed her to go near it.
Yuyan had outgrown her rebellious phase; she was tired of arguing with the Mu family over these old grudges, of watching their faces.
And aside from Yanran and Mu Daosheng, Yuyan had no other friends in her life.
These were things she couldn't just say, and there was no one to confide in.
She was a solitary woman by nature, not given to laughter, often feared by other disciples. She didn't know how to make friends, and even the only ones who truly cared for her, her family, were all gone...
In this world, Yuyan had no close kin left.
For many years, she had kept these words locked in her heart, with no one to tell.
So, if she had to choose...
Yuyan would rather trust a sixteen-year-old like Yino, who had simple desires and was willing to open his heart to her.
Yino could see the sorrow and loneliness on Yuyan's face.
But he didn't pry; instead, taking advantage of the open-hearted atmosphere, he said earnestly:
"If Senior Sister is too busy with sword cultivation to work on your inner realm, how about I help you reinforce it every night?"
"You would help me reinforce my inner realm?"
Yuyan seemed intrigued by this new idea, turning to look at him, leaving her heavy memories behind.
On the other side, Yino met her gaze, feeling a bit nervous, swallowing hard.
"If I help with your body's maintenance, to reinforce your inner realm..."
"At least, I'm confident that even if someone with ill intentions tries to poison you, my seals and formations would ensure that your vital organs, like your dantian, remain unaffected."
Yino sat up straight, his eyes reflecting a newfound confidence.
Yuyan was surprised. She didn't understand where Yino got such assurance, nor did she expect him to genuinely worry about her safety.
Even though she didn't know why he was so serious, she had to admit, this feeling of being cared for was truly heartwarming...
At this thought, Yuyan looked at the formation on her abdomen, glowing purple under Yino's touch.
She chuckled softly, her lips curling in gratitude, then, teasingly she Saied:
"But this way, you could leave a backdoor in my body, couldn't you? What if you decide to do something nefarious with my body?"
"I..." Yino was taken aback, his face turning awkward.
But just as he thought he had stuck his nose where it didn't belong, the beautiful immortal in bed suddenly laughed:
"But when I think about it..."
"If I had to choose someone to fall into their hands, I'd rather it be you, little perv, than those evil cultivators who genuinely want me dead."