"Don't talk nonsense."
Chu Lingwei withdrew from Leng Xingzhi's embrace. This would never have happened before.
"Mmm."
Leng Xingzhi saw the concern in Chu Lingwei's eyes, reached out to gently stroke her head, and finished what he hadn't said, "If there is, I will stay by your side, never leaving."
Chu Lingwei glared at Leng Xingzhi with a smile, wondering how even Senior Brother had started to joke.
"Then let me ask you, will Ru Feng really not die?" Chu Lingwei asked, holding Leng Xingzhi's hand, her voice trembling slightly.
The smile that had just bloomed on Leng Xingzhi's face instantly turned to ice, falling to the ground.
As a man, he was extremely bothered by the woman he loved mentioning another man.
"Senior Brother, I was just asking."
Chu Lingwei knew Leng Xingzhi wouldn't be angry with her and asked boldly.
She didn't want to ask, but the scene of Ru Feng jumping into the Spiritual Dragon Gorge had deeply affected her.
Chu Lingwei couldn't reciprocate Ru Feng's feelings, but she could at least care about his life and death. As long as he was alive, Chu Lingwei would be at peace.
"No, as long as the barrier is not broken, he will not die. Even if he wants to die, he cannot."
Leng Xingzhi was silent for a long time before replying slowly.
Chu Lingwei breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he wouldn't die, it was fine.
"Eh, Senior Brother, why do you know so much about the Spiritual Dragon Gorge?" Chu Lingwei sometimes really wondered why Senior Brother knew everything about every place in the Xuan Tian Continent.
A trace of conflict flickered in Leng Xingzhi's heart. He wanted to answer the questions Weiwei was asking, but...
"Senior Brother, can I ask you a question?" Suddenly, Chu Lingwei's voice turned serious, making Leng Xingzhi's heart jump.
"Ask away." Fine, if Weiwei wanted to know, it wouldn't hurt to tell her.
"How old are you, exactly?" Chu Lingwei tilted her head, wanting to know Senior Brother's age.
Her master was thousands of years old. With Senior Brother's powerful cultivation, he must be even older. Chu Lingwei had never imagined she would be in a relationship with an old monster.
Hearing Chu Lingwei's question, Leng Xingzhi froze.
"Are you implying I'm old?" Leng Xingzhi's voice flowed from his thin lips, carrying a hint of a cold breeze.
"No, I just think that only older people have such high cultivation," Chu Lingwei denied repeatedly.
"Then you are still implying I'm old." Leng Xingzhi was almost blown up by Weiwei. Weiwei really had a way of making him so angry in such a short time, yet he had to endure it.
"No, no."
Seeing Leng Xingzhi's suppressed expression, Chu Lingwei couldn't help but laugh. She stepped forward and hugged his neck. "How could I dislike you for being old? If I did, I wouldn't be with you."
This made Leng Xingzhi feel much better. He gently tapped her head. "That's more like it."
"This man is quite easy to coax," Chu Lingwei leaned on Leng Xingzhi's shoulder, secretly chuckling in her heart.
"Senior Brother, do you know about self-generating water?" Chu Lingwei thought of the self-generating lake in the Spiritual Dragon Gorge, where one could float on the surface, and it would automatically help others cultivate.
If people of the Xuan Tian Continent knew about this place, the world would surely fall into chaos.
"Mmm."
"I always feel that self-generating water is very strange," Chu Lingwei sat up straight. "Isn't it?"
"That is a place for the ghost realm to heal their injuries, not suitable for cultivators to cultivate," Leng Xingzhi pinched Chu Lingwei's cheek. She was indeed a clever little lady.
"So that's how it is." No wonder those remnant souls could materialize and awaken. It was all because of the self-generating water.
"Fortunately, you didn't cultivate there, otherwise I would have gone in to capture you."
If Chu Lingwei had chosen to cultivate on the self-generating lake, Leng Xingzhi would not have waited so long and would have captured her long ago.
"So, you could see everything I did inside so clearly." Chu Lingwei's eyes widened. How much did Senior Brother know about her?
Did she have no secrets in front of him at all?
"No." Leng Xingzhi knew Weiwei didn't like that. "I only appear when your spiritual energy is abnormal."
That was a relief.
Chu Lingwei felt a bit like she was deceiving herself.
"Then do you know about the remnant souls at the bottom of the self-generating lake?" Chu Lingwei thought of the remnant soul who had made an eight-hundred-year pact with her. He couldn't remember his name, nor his past life.
"You will meet them again in the future."
"Okay." Chu Lingwei smiled. "Given how much you all trust me, I will definitely cultivate diligently and live for thousands upon thousands of years."
Leng Xingzhi looked at Chu Lingwei's face, his lips curving upwards with her smile.
"Weiwei..."
"Weiwei..."
It was a day later when they met Feng Ming and Huan Mao again.
Upon seeing Chu Lingwei, Feng Ming burst into tears, tears streaming down her face. "Weiwei, you're finally out."
"Yes, I'm finally out." Chu Lingwei hugged Feng Ming, gently stroking her head. "Didn't I tell you I would be fine?"
Feng Ming looked up at Weiwei with a wronged expression, then cautiously glanced at Senior Brother, before burying her head in Chu Lingwei's embrace. She was truly angry.
Weiwei had fallen into that terrifying place, and no matter how much she begged Senior Brother to save Weiwei, he wouldn't go. This made her very, very angry.
"Alright, alright, don't cry. Aren't I fine now?" Chu Lingwei comforted Feng Ming with a chuckle. What a crybaby.
"Weiwei, from now on, can you take me with you wherever you go?" Feng Ming sobbed continuously. She didn't want to leave Weiwei.
"Okay, I'll try my best." Chu Lingwei dared not promise. She hadn't wanted to bring them when she fell into the Spiritual Dragon Gorge this time; she simply couldn't.
Feng Ming was disappointed. Weiwei hadn't agreed immediately.
"Feng Ming, can you stop being like a child, crying and whimpering?" Huan Mao had rolled her eyes countless times. With Senior Brother around, how could Weiwei be in danger?
Only she would think Senior Brother wouldn't protect Weiwei.
"When was I crying and whimpering? I wasn't." Feng Ming immediately bristled upon hearing this. This hateful, stinky cat was truly annoying.
"I brought some delicious food, do you want some?" Chu Lingwei sat on the ground, lit a fire in front of her, and took out over a dozen Nine-tailed Ice Fish from her space.
Seeing this, Leng Xingzhi sat beside Chu Lingwei and began preparing the Nine-tailed Ice Fish.
Chu Lingwei was happy to have someone to do the work for her. She watched Senior Brother personally handle the Nine-tailed Ice Fish, piece by piece.
The two little beasts, who had been arguing, immediately gathered around upon smelling the pure, rich spiritual energy.
"Weiwei, what is this? It smells so good." Feng Ming's mouth was already watering.