"Who are these two?"
Zhou Ruoxi looked at Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao standing on either side of Wan Yunting, a smile on her lips as she asked.
Wan Yunting's expression was a little unnatural, but he still mustered the courage to introduce Zhou Ruoxi. "Her name is Gu Luotang, she's my girlfriend. This is Qi Miaomiao, my junior fellow disciple."
Zhou Ruoxi's narrowed eyes flashed with a sharp glint, she stared intently at the man, her smiling lips coldly repeating, "Girlfriend!"
Wan Yunting awkwardly touched his nose. How could he not feel Zhou Ruoxi's killing gaze? But what was coming, had to come.
"Sect Leader Sister, let's not stand here."
Jiang Tingxia, sensing the awkward atmosphere, quickly tried to smooth things over. She smiled at Wan Yunting, "Abbot Wan, please come in."
Gu Luotang, who had been following Wan Yunting, also withdrew her smile. Seeing the reaction of this Sect Leader Zhou confirmed her suspicions.
"Alright, alright..."
Wan Yunting, full of embarrassment, exchanged a look with Zhou Ruoxi. The woman let out a soft snort, turned, and headed back to her sect first, too lazy to bother with this scoundrel anymore.
Only then did Jiang Tingxia invite Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang into the inner sect of Mount Emei. Watching Zhou Ruoxi walk away quickly, seemingly ignoring Wan Yunting, Jiang Tingxia had no choice but to lead Wan Yunting and the others to a small courtyard to arrange their accommodation.
"Abbot Wan, please rest for a while. I'll come to call you for dinner," Jiang Tingxia said and quickly left to find her senior sister.
"Alright, Junior Sister Jiang. Walk slowly..."
Wan Yunting smiled and watched Jiang Tingxia leave. Just as he was about to sit down and relax, Qi Miaomiao grabbed his arm and sternly questioned, "Brother Yunting, tell me honestly, what exactly is your relationship with that Sect Leader Zhou?"
Gu Luotang, who was tidying the bed, remained expressionless and said nothing.
Wan Yunting glanced at her before saying to Qi Miaomiao, "If I said I have no relationship with Sect Leader Zhou, would you believe me?"
Qi Miaomiao's apricot eyes widened, and she snorted, "Do you think we would believe you?"
Wan Yunting waved his hand, "Miaomiao, you go out first. I need to talk to your senior sister."
Qi Miaomiao wanted to say something more, but Gu Luotang gave her a look. Only then did she cast a resentful glance at Wan Yunting and turn to leave for the adjacent room.
Wan Yunting went up and sat down, holding Gu Luotang who was tidying the bedding. He said honestly, "I'm sorry, Luotang. My relationship with Sect Leader Zhou is indeed as you suspect!"
Gu Luotang, sitting in his embrace, lowered her head. She didn't struggle. She had long come to terms with his philandering nature, but she was still very heartbroken.
"However, Luotang, it's impossible for Zhou Ruoxi and I to have a future!" Wan Yunting quickly said.
This made Gu Luotang turn her head, looking at him with some confusion. Wan Yunting explained, "Because Ruoxi is now the Sect Leader of Mount Emei, and their sect rules state that sect leaders cannot marry. So, she and I cannot have a future!"
Hearing this, Gu Luotang felt a little better. "So, that's why you're willing to tell me this?"
Wan Yunting held her and said gently, "Luotang, I don't want to hide anything from you, but I can promise you that I will give you a future!"
This made Gu Luotang smile. She leaned her head into his embrace and said, "Brother Yunting, I don't expect you to be devoted to me alone. I just hope that you will always have me in your heart."
Wan Yunting, holding her, felt an immense sense of guilt and secretly vowed that he must not let Gu Luotang down.
In the evening, Jiang Tingxia came to call Wan Yunting and the others for dinner. All the disciples of Mount Emei also gathered in the mess hall, but Zhou Ruoxi was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Nun Yunbai came to attend to Wan Yunting and the others.
Seeing this, Wan Yunting knew that Zhou Ruoxi was still angry with him and sighed helplessly in his heart. It seemed he would have to sneak out to appease Zhou Ruoxi tonight.
However, Wan Yunting had been inconsiderate. He shouldn't have brought Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao to Mount Emei. Anyone would be angry.
"Nun Yunbai, why don't I see Elder Guo?"
Wan Yunting scanned the people in the mess hall and found that the Third Elder, Guo Yu, was not there.
Nun Yunbai smiled and said, "Junior Brother Guo is currently in charge of matters concerning the outer sect, so he is usually in the outer sect."
Wan Yunting immediately understood that Zhou Ruoxi had successfully resolved the issue with Guo Yu. At the same time, he noticed that there were fewer disciples of Mount Emei in the mess hall, indicating that these disciples were all supporters of Zhou Ruoxi.
As for those who had previously supported Nun Junxuan and Guo Yu, they had either left or followed Third Elder Guo Yu to the outer sect.
"I am grateful to Abbot Wan for personally coming to treat my junior sister."
Nun Yunbai knew that Wan Yunting had come to treat her junior sister, Jin Yu. She said, "After dinner, I will take Abbot Wan to the back mountain to see my junior sister."
"Alright."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded, then let Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao return to their lodging with Nun Yunbai. After dinner, Wan Yunting followed Nun Yunbai towards the peach forest in the back mountain to find Nun Jin Yu.
In just over twenty days, the peach blossoms in the peach forest had withered, and new green leaves and tender buds were growing, full of vitality.
On a cool night, there was no moon. In the dark peach forest, a simple bamboo house emitted a faint light, yet it illuminated the entire mountain's peach forest. It was like fireflies in the night, guiding Wan Yunting and Nun Yunbai.
Looking at the bamboo pavilion below the stream, a dim light bulb glowed faintly, with insects fluttering around it. However, they did not disturb the ethereal figure sitting in the pavilion, holding a book in her jade hand.
Her peerless beauty, her jet-black hair cascading down, her grey gauze robe spread on the bamboo floor, her exquisitely carved profile, stunning and exquisite under the faint light. Her skin was fair and delicate, and she had more color than before.
Her delicate eyebrows were refined, and her deep phoenix eyes were detached from worldly affairs. She exuded a cool aura that made one only able to admire from afar, not to approach or offend.
Seeing Nun Jin Yu again, Wan Yunting was still mesmerized by her breathtaking beauty and her cool demeanor, unable to take his eyes off her side profile.
"Junior Sister Jin Yu, Abbot Wan is here to treat you," Nun Yunbai approached and said softly.
Nun Jin Yu, who had already sensed someone's arrival, showed no change in her expression. Her phoenix eyes remained fixed on the book in her hand, and she nodded slightly to indicate that she knew.
Nun Yunbai, accustomed to her junior sister's cold disposition, turned to Wan Yunting and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Abbot Wan."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded slightly at Nun Yunbai. After watching her leave the peach forest, he turned back to look at Nun Jin Yu, who was still sitting in the pavilion reading. A kettle of hot water and a pot of hot tea were beside her.
Wan Yunting walked up with a smile and said, "Nun Jin Yu, you seem to have recovered well."
Nun Jin Yu made a slight gesture, signaling Wan Yunting to sit down, and said softly, "It's not been a month yet. Why have you come so early?"
Wan Yunting sat on the futon in front of her and replied, "I'm returning to Wuliang Daoist Temple the day after tomorrow for a month of closed-door cultivation. So, before I leave, I'll come here to administer the second course of treatment!"
Upon hearing this, Nun Jin Yu put down the book in her hand, her cool phoenix eyes gazing at Wan Yunting before her. "You've suffered internal injuries?"
Wan Yunting was taken aback. He knew that at Nun Jin Yu's level of cultivation, she could tell he was injured just by observation. He smiled and said, "It's nothing. Absorbing the cold poison for you won't affect my internal injuries."
Nun Jin Yu remained expressionless and stood up, saying, "Then let's begin."
Wan Yunting also quickly stood up and silently followed Nun Jin Yu back to her bamboo house, which was still simple and unadorned. She placed the book in her hand on the table and directly sat by the bed. She looked up at Wan Yunting with her calm phoenix eyes and said in a toneless voice, "Come."
Wan Yunting's expression faltered. Facing Nun Jin Yu's stunningly beautiful face, so beautiful it was suffocating, his heart still pounded. His old face flushed with embarrassment, but Wan Yunting suppressed his wicked thoughts and went up to sit beside Nun Jin Yu, awkwardly reaching to pull down her gauze robe.
This time, using a dual cultivation method with the Eight Desolations Divine Skill to absorb the cold poison from Nun Jin Yu's body, although it was not as intense as the first time, Wan Yunting's entire body turned pale, and a wave of cold air emanated from him, causing the sweat on his forehead to gradually form ice beads that stuck to his skin.
As the two merged, even Nun Jin Yu, who was emotionless, flushed. Her entire body was filled with the man's masculine aura, giving her an unprecedented and unusual feeling. She silently cooperated with Wan Yunting in their dual cultivation to heal.
Unknowingly, three hours passed. Wan Yunting withdrew from Nun Jin Yu and immediately sat cross-legged on the bed. He circulated the Eight Desolations Divine Skill to expel the cold poison he had absorbed from Nun Jin Yu outwards.
Pfft!
Suddenly, Wan Yunting's expression tightened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Nun Jin Yu, who was slowly regaining consciousness beside him, her phoenix eyes tightened, and she immediately sat behind Wan Yunting, using her internal energy to press onto his back and help him suppress his injuries.
It was clear that Wan Yunting's earlier statement that absorbing the cold poison for Nun Jin Yu would not affect his internal injuries was false, causing him to gasp for breath and spit blood in an instant.
However, Nun Jin Yu quickly suppressed his injuries with her internal energy. Wan Yunting took a deep breath to recover, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at Nun Jin Yu sitting behind him, forcing a smile. "Thank you, Nun Jin Yu..."
Nun Jin Yu frowned slightly, her phoenix eyes also becoming serious as she looked at him. "Why are you like this?"
Sensing the rebuke in her tone, Wan Yunting dared not turn to look at Nun Jin Yu and chuckled, "It's nothing. When I return to Wuliang Daoist Temple for a month of closed-door cultivation, I'll be able to heal my internal injuries. After all, absorbing the cold poison for you is very important. If I don't absorb it for a month, it would be all for naught."
Nun Jin Yu sighed softly, her tone softening considerably. "Turn around."
Wan Yunting's expression froze. He glanced at the naked Nun Jin Yu, who had already lain down, not understanding what she meant.
Nun Jin Yu closed her eyes and said calmly, "Dual cultivate with me to heal your injuries."
Wan Yunting paused, his mouth opening as if he wanted to refuse. However, facing Nun Jin Yu's almost perfect and breathtaking appearance, he still couldn't control himself and climbed onto her irresistibly.