Chapter 36: Conquering Murong Wan

Seeing Murong Wan's look brimming with curiosity, Ye Fan organized his words for a moment, then looked towards Yun Li. The girl immediately understood what he meant.

"Oh dear, I'm a bit hungry. I'll go find something to eat. Sister Murong, Senior Brother Ye Fan, you two chat slowly."

Yun Li slipped out of the cave as if nothing had happened, acting completely unconcerned.

"Speak. What exactly is going on with your cultivation?" Murong Wan asked with a frown.

"If I tell you, Senior Sister, will you believe me?" Ye Fan asked in return.

"That... depends on what you say."

Ye Fan nodded and simply spread his hands.

"Just as Senior Sister sees, Great Perfection of Qi Refining Realm, a once-in-a-millennium cultivation prodigy. That's right, it's me."

Murong Wan was slightly stunned, a flash of annoyance crossing her pretty face. Before she could say anything else, Ye Fan interrupted her.

"Senior Sister, don't misunderstand. I didn't suddenly become strong; I've been like this for a very long time."

"A very long time?"

Murong Wan's beautiful eyes narrowed, as if she understood something.

"You mean, you've actually been hiding your cultivation all along? You're not some good-for-nothing, but truly a cultivation prodigy?" Murong Wan asked with some disbelief.

Ye Fan nodded, removed the Qi Concealing Talisman that hid his cultivation, and an oppressive aura belonging to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Realm quietly washed over her. Murong Wan couldn't help but choke slightly.

Compared to a suddenly soaring cultivation level, his explanation was undoubtedly easier for people to accept.

Because the information was too vast, Murong Wan took a moment to digest it before coming back to her senses, but she immediately sensed something was wrong.

"No, there's no reason for you to hide your cultivation."

"If it were really as you say, possessing such heaven-sent talent, the Sect would surely Cultivate you vigorously," Murong Wan asked with a frown.

Ye Fan secretly laughed. Murong Wan was still so naive, truly believing everyone in the world was as simple as her.

"Senior Sister, you have the support of your Family, so naturally you wouldn't care about these things."

"But I am alone and have no one to rely on. You must understand the principle that possessing a treasure invites disaster, right?"

"If I truly displayed such astonishing talent, who knows how many open attacks and hidden arrows I would face."

"So, before I have sufficient power to protect myself, I didn't want to expose my cultivation. I hope Senior Sister can forgive me."

Ye Fan bowed deeply, his expression utterly forthright.

Although Murong Wan was simple, she also understood the cruelty of the Cultivation World, even within the Sect. This Trial Assembly was the best proof.

So, after just a moment of being stunned, she figured everything out.

"Wait, so before the Dao Companion Assembly, you were already... already... You were putting on quite an act."

Murong Wan's tone seemed slightly displeased, yet she couldn't muster any real anger.

"Senior Sister, if you don't mind, please continue to keep this secret for me," Ye Fan said sincerely.

Murong Wan hesitated, then nodded, showing no intention of exposing him.

"No wonder you confidently said you could take the top spot in the Trial Assembly. So... so..."

Murong Wan suddenly realized something, and her icy pretty face instantly flushed crimson.

Thinking back to how she had promised Ye Fan that if he won first place in the Trial Assembly, she would become his true Dao Companion, Murong Wan felt so ashamed she could find nowhere to hide.

"Senior Sister isn't thinking of going back on your word, are you?" Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh.

"I certainly... am not... I mean... that's not right... um..."

This time, Murong Wan's defenses completely crumbled. She pointed her azure frost sword directly at Ye Fan's throat, looking as if she was about to fly into a rage out of embarrassment.

"Senior Sister, you forgot, I am at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Realm."

Ye Fan smiled, casually flicked the azure frost sword aside, and stepped in front of Murong Wan.

The two locked eyes, and the atmosphere in the cave instantly became extremely ambiguous. Before Murong Wan could recover, Ye Fan actually leaned down and kissed her.

Murong Wan only felt a booming sound in her brain; her entire body seemed petrified.

She subconsciously wanted to push Ye Fan away, but her body seemed disobedient, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Ye Fan's waist.

The bone-chilling ice mountain instantly melted in Ye Fan's embrace, like a girl deeply in love, shamelessly demanding more, her mind filled with the cultivation methods of the Yin Yang Secret Manual.

Murong Wan's psychological defenses had long been torn open by Ye Fan; today was simply a natural progression.

Finally, it was Ye Fan who actively stopped, giving Murong Wan a chance to breathe. Otherwise, she might have started studying the Yin Yang Secret Manual.

Looking again, Murong Wan's beautiful eyes were vacant. After a long pause, she snapped back to reality. When she understood what happened, her pretty face flushed red as if it could drip blood.

"You... you dare to take liberties with me!"

As she spoke, Murong Wan drew her sword again, but holding it against Ye Fan's throat, she stopped moving, seemingly caught in some internal struggle.

Seeing that the time was right, Ye Fan decided to use his ultimate move: advancing by retreating.

"Since Senior Sister dislikes me, Ye Fan won't force the issue. Consider this life as my apology to you."

Ye Fan hardened his heart and deliberately rammed into the tip of the sword. Blood instantly stained the azure frost sword red, frightening Murong Wan's pretty face pale. She hastily threw down the long sword.

"Are you crazy! When did I say I wanted your life!"

Murong Wan hurriedly bandaged Ye Fan's wound, her beautiful eyes filled with anxiety, regret, and concern.

Ye Fan smiled, knowing the matter was settled. He took the opportunity to grasp Murong Wan's wrist.

"It's fine, Senior Sister, I won't die."

"Don't move around, the wound will reopen," Murong Wan scolded with a flushed face.

Ye Fan nodded and said no more, enjoying the beauty bandaging his wound.

He had just discovered this gentle side of Murong Wan, completely different from the aloof ice goddess he usually knew.

"Senior Sister, you look so beautiful like this too."

His throat was nearly pierced, yet Ye Fan still had the energy to flirt.

Fortunately, he had consumed the dragon tiger pill, so his physical strength far surpassed ordinary people; otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to speak.

At this point, what could Murong Wan say? Other than glaring fiercely at Ye Fan, she could do nothing.

Only after the wound was bandaged did she turn away, appearing to be angry.

Ye Fan reached out to pull Murong Wan, but she shook him off. After trying twice more, she stopped struggling.

"Senior Sister, I know I was wrong. I won't scare you like that again."

Ye Fan quickly knelt down, using a combination of moves to completely subdue Murong Wan; she couldn't even muster the anger.

Although Murong Wan said nothing, she had clearly accepted Ye Fan in her heart, and the relationship between the two instantly became different.

"Don't hide things from me in the future," Murong Wan said abruptly.

Ye Fan quickly nodded, even almost swearing to the heavens, but Murong Wan stopped him.

"Don't talk nonsense. That is the greatest taboo for us Cultivators. What if it comes true..." Murong Wan's pretty face blushed.

Ye Fan took the opportunity to hold Murong Wan's hand, their bodies leaning against each other, quietly enjoying the sweet moment.

But soon, Murong Wan suddenly remembered something, and a strange expression appeared on her pretty face.

"What's going on between you and Lier?"