Inside the ice cave.
Ning Xian was still hugging her legs, curled up on the ground.
In her heart, three little Ning Xians had already begun a fierce melee.
Cool Little Ning Xian: "What a disgrace, to actually push Junior Brother away! He surely came looking for you because he was worried; how is your behavior any different from those heartless and ungrateful scoundrels?"
"You should go back immediately to explain, beg for Junior Brother's forgiveness, and then accept his punishment."
Pleasure-seeking Little Ning Xian: "Explain what? Let him see me in this pathetic state? Let him know that I was secretly thinking about him so much I hallucinated? Pushing him away was the right move!"
Dark Little Ning Xian: "A good push. Now is not the time. Once I've crushed those three eyesore lingering immortals and cleared all obstacles, I will pile the best resources before Junior Brother... by then, he won't be able to run even if he wants to. For now... just endure a bit longer. Just one glance from afar is enough, just one more glance..."
The three little figures argued incessantly, and in the end, none could convince the others, so they all huddled together in Ning Xian's heart, holding their heads.
Ning Xian buried her face even deeper, her fingers subconsciously tugging at the corner of her robe.
At least... at least she had to deal with those three lingering immortals.
After dealing with them, she would go to the Central Plains to take one more look.
She needed to confirm that he was safe and doing well.
Once he went to the Upper Realm, she would find a way to have him join a suitable holy land, then take another look.
Then... once he adapted to the Upper Realm and his cultivation had improved, she would take another look.
Like this... take a look, find a way to help, and then... take another look.
This life was still long; she could still steal many, many more glances...
It seemed... this wasn't so bad either? Although her heart still ached with bitterness, at least there was something to look forward to...
She couldn't be as pleasure-seeking as before.
Ning Xian took a deep breath, turning her attention back to the business at hand.
After the battle with Dao Yi, her spirit bone had been washed twice, and now its pre-natal dao rhyme was thoroughly awakened.
Ordinary cultivators, even the most brilliant, could only "connect" with one law power after ascending to the Upper Realm and receiving the recognition of the laws of heaven and earth.
However, if she used this dao rhyme spirit bone as a core, she could carry two more types of law essence.
Junior Brother also had her spirit bone in his body, so he could likewise carry two more types of law essence.
Perhaps even more, after all, Junior Brother's talent was much better than hers...
Her left pupil began to split.
One, two, three...
After stabilizing at three pupils, it stopped splitting.
It was not that she couldn't, but that with her current physical capacity, three was the limit.
It was the laws of heavenly mechanism from Dao Yi.
She thought of the figure of that Six-Armed Demonic Venerable.
Pure laws of destruction and strength, peerlessly violent, taking the extreme path of body tempering to prove the Dao through strength.
If she could extract his law essence to refine and absorb, it might be perfect as the foundation for Junior Brother's second law.
As for the first law, she would use herself as a guide to transfer her own law to him.
The laws of space ranked at least in the top ten among the three thousand Great Daos.
With her personal guidance, Junior Brother's comprehension would yield twice the result with half the effort.
...
Thinking of this, she looked at the distant sky.
It was already so late; Junior Brother should... be asleep by now?
She would... just take a look.
Really, just a single look.
She would also secretly get a taste of Junior Brother while she was at it.
Just for a moment.
He was asleep anyway; he wouldn't know.
She had pushed him away so crudely just now; he must be very angry, perhaps even cursing his ungrateful Senior Sister in his heart, so he probably wouldn't come looking for her again for a while.
As long as he didn't take the initiative to find her, those hidden risks and the lingering immortals staring at her wouldn't find him either.
That way, when he was safe... she could quietly go and check if he was practicing diligently.
If not, she would punish him severely, secretly, when he didn't know.
At this thought, Ning Xian's breathing became slightly hurried, and the blush that had just faded from her face came rushing back.
She hurriedly shook her head, temporarily suppressing those heart-fluttering images.
Yes, just to take a look.
Confirming he was well, and then... she would come back.
...
A fair and slender hand cautiously reached out from the void, its fingertips trembling slightly.
Then, it was directly and forcefully pulled out of the spatial rift by Fang Xuan.
"Ah... Jun... Junior Brother?"
Ning Xian looked up at Fang Xuan, her mind going blank, leaving only the panic of being caught red-handed.
Fang Xuan naturally didn't give her another chance to escape, lowering his head to kiss her lips.
"Mmm..."
Ning Xian's legs went weak, and she was almost unable to stand, relying entirely on the support of Fang Xuan's arm around her waist to keep from sliding down.
An disobedient Senior Sister... he would certainly punish her severely.
His other hand stroked her slender and supple waist, the burning heat of his palm transmitting through the thin clothing.
"No... it won't do..."
Ning Xian's laws of space condensed again, wanting to open a passage to escape once more.
But her wrist was easily caught by Fang Xuan, held high and pinned above her head.
This posture forced her to arch her chest slightly, bringing her even closer to him.
"Junior Brother, you, let go..."
Ning Xian turned her face away, avoiding his scorching breath as bitterness surged in her heart, and the corners of her eyes turned uncontrollably red.
But she could only force her small face to look stern, pretending to be angry while biting her lower lip.
"I know what Senior Sister is thinking."
Ning Xian gritted her teeth and spoke: "What do you know..."
Fang Xuan spoke solemnly: "It is nothing more than those obstacles; compared to Senior Sister, what do they even matter?"
Ning Xian's nose felt sour, and the corners of her eyes grew even redder.
He made it sound so simple... those were desperate situations she hadn't been able to completely escape in dozens of reincarnations.
"Easy for you to say..." she spoke through gritted teeth.
Fang Xuan suddenly let go of her, took a small step back, and then took out that old hair ribbon that belonged to her from his ring.
He continued to speak with a faint smile: "Senior Sister, my hair has been loose this whole time... and no one has helped me bind it. I can never do it well myself."
Ning Xian's gaze also moved from that familiar hair ribbon to his loose black hair.
Finally, it moved back to his eyes, which held a faint sense of reliance.
In this moment, all her bravado and pretense were shattered by this simple sentence...
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