Chapter 147: 0108 Where is the most dangerous place in the world (Two-in-one)

In the courtyard behind the Moon Sect, Yun Qian sat by the small pond, clutching her abdomen with one hand, calmly gazing towards the direction of Muyu Peak. Her eyes were deep like an abyss, the usually lustrous gaze now devoid of any glint, filled with extreme fear.

The world holds many dangerous situations.

But to evoke such negative emotions while she’s conscious, this is the first time.

Wen Li looked at Yun Qian’s back and thought she truly resembled a longing stone.

“Junior Sister, did you remember what I said?” she asked.

“What did you say earlier?” Yun Qian turned around, the wind rippled the pool behind her, she squinted her eyes, her lashes obscuring part of her view.

Wen Li felt her body stiffen inexplicably when Yun Qian’s serene gaze passed over her.

Considering her experience, cultivation, and mental realm, she shouldn’t be swayed. But in reality, her heart never settled whenever she was by Yun Qian’s side.

The Wen Li before Yun Qian was completely different, another personality from the one on Muyu Peak.

Sigh.

This restless feeling really reminded her of many things from before entering Chaoyun Sect.

“Is injury inevitable in cultivation?” Yun Qian suddenly asked.

“Yes, there will be all sorts of accidents, not just external ones. Starting from the Open Source Realm, breaking through every three realms poses a hurdle, and a little carelessness will damage the meridians.” Wen Li looked at Yun Qian’s expression, sensing she wasn’t afraid, yet still said, “That’s why one must strive hard in cultivation.”

“Is cultivation meant to avoid injury?” Yun Qian questioned.

“You can say so.” Wen Li nodded.

Suffering now is to avoid greater suffering in the future.

Qing Province harbors such a large Demon Sect, with wild mountain areas full of unending evildoers, demons, and strange phenomena.

Means of self-preservation are essential.

“Isn’t your cultivation for Chang’an?” Yun Qian asked again.

Wen Li’s tone froze, then said, “They’re the same.”

“Is that so.” Yun Qian rarely sighed, a hint of distress showing on her frost-like face. She gently brushed her hand over the water behind, creating ripples as her long skirt was lifted by the wind.

Injury?

It was different for her husband.

Because as long as he doesn’t cultivate, he won’t get hurt.

She kept restraining, kept restraining, but truly seeing him bleed, she couldn’t suppress the agitation in her heart. That feeling as if pouring out from her heart made her clutch her clothes, her knuckles turning white.

—-

The wind and clouds rose above High Heaven, calming over Celestial Bright Peak.

She restrained herself, for if emotions aren’t checked in time, her husband couldn’t enjoy.

Yun Qian lowered her eyelids, thinking about the scene after Xu Chang’an was injured in the Trial Tower earlier.

His body stiffened, reactions slowed, yet unprecedented brilliance burst in his eyes.

It was the excitement facing challenges, or rather battle intent.

Are all men like this.

Yun Qian couldn’t understand this emotion, just like how she couldn’t comprehend what jealousy is.

But the fact is, “injury” and “adversaries” indeed provide Xu Chang’an with emotional experiences she couldn’t supply. Their existence is necessary and holds significant meaning.

Thus, from beginning to end, it’s her lack of courage, not prepared to see him get injured up close.

Is it her distress that matters, or Xu Chang’an’s emotional experience?

Naturally, it’s the latter. His interest and feelings towards this world weigh more in Yun Qian’s heart than anything.

To know, her sudden emotions had already disrupted the interest Xu Chang’an had just stirred up, thus she committed an unforgivable error.

Endure.

Endure.

Endure.

Repeated endurance three times, yet still couldn’t hold back, rationality is one thing, but Miss Yun has never been one to reason.

Yun Qian lightly bit her lip.

If you can’t endure, then find something to divert your attention, just like in Beisang City.

She took a deep breath, simply easing her mood, thinking she perhaps should find something with her husband’s aura to cover her eyes, and when discovering he’s about to get injured, divert attention to that item.

Just don’t look, and that would be enough.

Sounds ungracious, but it’s the only way.

—-

Wen Li: “…”

Wen Li could clearly perceive Yun Qian’s wavering but couldn’t understand what caused her to falter.

However, she didn’t need to figure it out.

She gave Yun Qian a momentarily respite. It was time to continue teaching her cultivation.

“Junior Sister Yun, you have some understanding of meridians, so seeking Qi Sensitivity won’t be difficult.” Wen Li said.

“Mm.” Yun Qian nodded, thinking Xu Chang’an, even as a little child, used to give her massages, acupressure, and acupuncture to relax her body.

This habit persisted to this day, and when her body is weary, Xu Chang’an also helps her relax.

Xu Chang’an showed interest, so she learned a bit about meridians.

Recalling beautiful moments, Yun Qian’s mood gradually shifted from dark to bright.

Wen Li watched Yun Qian’s expression of slight reminiscence, saying nothing.

—-

Seeking Qi Sensitivity isn’t easy, but Xu Chang’an will certainly prepare various treasures for Yun Qian, so… the first step which regular cultivators spend months at Breathing, for her was not difficult; just learning how to guide Spiritual Qi into the Elixir Field suffices; this is the boldness of someone with profound background.

“I’ve discussed the details previously with Junior Sister. I’ll first let you experience the path of cultivation and Spiritual Qi circulation.”

Wen Li seriously said, “The Lower Elixir Field is located three inches below the navel, from the Guanyuan Acupoint to the Middle Extreme Acupoint vicinity. It’s initially used in cultivation to store Spiritual Qi, transforming into Spiritual Power. Its efficiency isn’t high but is simple. Compared to the other two Elixir Fields, it’s more easily permeated by Spiritual Power, and is the first step in cultivation.”