113: Chapter 113 What a beautiful little white flower

[Dawn breaks.]

[You stand before a dilapidated courtyard, dressed in a plain white long dress, your three thousand strands of dark hair scattered casually over your shoulders, coupled with your somewhat haggard face, making your entire person appear exceptionally fragile and delicate.]

[When Lin Bufan walked out of the courtyard gate, this was the exact scene he saw. His original overflowing battle intent was instantly extinguished. He opened his mouth, momentarily not knowing where to begin.]

["Junior Brother, aren't you going to invite me in?"]

[A forced trace of a smile squeezed out from your pale little face, and there seemed to be undried tear stains at the corners of your reddened eyes.]

["Senior Brother, please come in quickly."]

[Lin Bufan hurriedly stepped aside.]

[The old man in the ring also did not speak, because he could see that your condition was indeed not very good, after all...]

[The "Dust Transformation" trait never goes wrong. By merely concealing most of the blood qi fluctuations on your body, you can create an illusion of emptiness—this is something you recently researched.]

[After entering the courtyard, the two of you sat around an unextinguished campfire, and silence fell for a moment.]

[Lin Bufan, who originally felt that he should occupy the initiative, was once again at a loss at this moment.]

["Junior Brother, these past few years have been very hard for you, haven't they?"]

[You did not explain your own miserable-looking state, only gently letting your gaze fall upon the ground before him, a trace of subtle heartache rising in the depths of your eyes.]

[Lin Bufan moved his lips, wanting to say that he was living very well.]

[However, after so many years of hardship and forbearance, right now in front of this unfamiliar woman, in front of her undisguised concern, he suddenly didn't want to hide it anymore.]

[His family's destruction, his childhood sweetheart's departure without a word, the clouds of suspicion surrounding his mother's identity, and... that fiancée who trampled him into the mud yet blocked the way in front of him at the moment of life and death...]

["Not well."]

[Lin Bufan spat out those two words with difficulty, his eye sockets turning slightly warm, and a wave of soreness welling up in his heart.]

[You quietly came to his side and slowly knelt on the ground, gently supporting his slightly drooping head and guiding it onto your lap.]

["Junior Brother, the path of the strong is destined to be lonely."]

[You said these words extremely earnestly, as if saying it to the person before you, and yet perhaps not.]

["Yet if hidden dangers abound atop the high platform, there will sooner or later be a day of collapse. You are too tired; stopping to rest appropriately is also fine."]

[Listening to the soft murmurs coming from his ear and sniffing the unique faint fragrance emanating from the woman, Lin Bufan felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation, as if...]

["Hum~"]

[After being shaken back several steps, you stared dumbfoundedly as the surrounding spiritual energy continuously converged toward him. Is this... breaking through?]

[Damn!]

[You almost bit your silvery teeth to pieces. On what grounds?!]

[This old lady has worked hard and diligently cultivated for twenty years, yet she could never cross the threshold of the late Foundation Establishment stage. This brat lies on your knees for a while and is about to break through to the peak of Foundation Establishment!]

[Unfair!]

[Lin Bufan's breakthrough this time was extremely smooth, like water flowing to form a channel, without the slightest obstruction.]

["Congratulations, Junior Brother."]

[You had already packed up your bruised and battered heart, smiling as you offered your congratulations at the very first moment.]

["Hehe, it was just luck."]

[Lin Bufan rubbed his nose and said with a sincere face.]

["This is all thanks to Senior Sister."]

[Thanks your grandmother's legs!]

[The fake smile on your face could barely be maintained.]

["This is a Ten-Thousand-Mile Escape Talisman. Consider it Senior Sister's token of gratitude for helping me break through; otherwise, Junior Brother might still have had to grind for another year before breaking through."]

[The smile on your face became a bit more genuine.]

[Yet you still declined time and again, until Lin Bufan forcefully stuffed the talisman into your hands, whereupon you had no choice but to accept it.]

["Junior Brother, the preliminary test has already ended. What are your plans next?"]

[Hearing this, Lin Bufan stared at your slightly pale face for a moment, then said with a serious expression:]

["If Senior Sister doesn't want to stay here, you can leave with me, and moreover..."]

[As he spoke, a trace of a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.]

["And moreover what?"]

["Senior Sister, you probably don't know yet, right? Ever since you left without a word, Senior Sister Ling Shuanghua of Doujian Peak has been looking for you almost to the point of obsession. Right now, the entire Tianxuan territory is filled with bounty notices for you."]

[Looking at the gloating intent on Lin Bufan's face, you fell silent.]

[No... bro! Shouldn't she be in your harem? Why is it counted on my head...]

[Fortunately, your current cultivation level was already about to catch up to hers. You felt that you had it way too hard; not only did you have to guard against male cultivators, but now you even had to guard against female cultivators as well.]

[You didn't say much else, suddenly stepping forward two steps and raising your hand to tidy his somewhat messy lapels.]

["Junior Brother, go. Senior Sister has her own path to walk."]

[Looking at the peerless beauty with gentle actions before him, and recalling the words just now, Lin Bufan's heart grew slightly warm, and he suddenly reached out to wrap his arms around your waist.]

["Eh?"]

[Before you could even react, you fell into a warm embrace.]

["Senior Sister, just let me hug you for a little while."]

[Hearing his slightly weary voice, you feigned resistance and struck him twice, though there was no real strength behind it. A moment later, you slowly leaned into his embrace.]

[Didn't they say that Sons of Fortune all have germaphobia?]

[In this simulation, you were not prepared to have too much intersection with him, and coming this time was also based on the notion of beating the bush to see what falls out.]

[Being able to obtain a Ten-Thousand-Mile Escape Talisman was already an unexpected joy, and you didn't expect to casually unlock a new attribute of his as well.]

[A long time later, the two of you slowly separated. With a blushing pretty face, you pushed the other person away, turned around, and hurriedly said:]

["Junior Brother, you should go."]

["Hehe~ Senior Sister, we will meet again."]

[After speaking, his figure moved, transforming into a stream of light shooting straight into the sky.]

[After a long while, you slowly turned around. The bashfulness on your face had completely converged, and with a wave of your hand, the clothes on your body transformed into a gorgeous palace dress, the pale color on your face completely fading away.]

[You gently exhaled a breath. You had been so busy this whole night, and moreover...]

[Acting pure is really fucking tiring!]

[...]

[Three days later, a magnificent flying boat left Yuyan City.]

[The destination was precisely Liyun City, one of the four Heavenly-grade cities of the Tianfeng Dynasty within Xuanhuang Prefecture.]

[The final round of screening for the Fengming Zixiao Grand Competition was set within the four Heavenly-grade cities.]

[On the flying boat, after dismissing Chi Chuan, you took out the spirit weapon long sword named "Lanming".]

[After the azure-blue long sword appeared, it shuttled back and forth a few times with great spiritual intelligence before slowly stopping in front of you.]

[This flying sword indeed deserved to be called top-grade. Not only were the materials used extremely precious, but it was also full of spiritual intelligence, perhaps truly having the chance to upgrade into a magical treasure in the future.]

[Thinking of this, you raised your hand to grip the hilt, and a drop of bright red blood bead was spat out from your mouth, slowly landing upon the sword body.]

[You also no longer suppressed the Sword Intent on your body, vaguely forming a subtle resonance with the long sword.]

["Lanming is too artsy, it doesn't suit you. From now on, you shall be called... Slaughter Heart."]

[All who make an enemy of you must first have their Dao heart slashed.]

[In an instant, an icy-cold killing intent soared straight into the sky!]