46: Chapter 45 This is the price

Inside the room, Nangong Miao had already removed her headpiece.

Wen Xinmei sat quietly on a meditation cushion at the entrance of the Cultivate room.

Li Fan walked in, and upon seeing him, Wen Xinmei immediately recalled the conversation in the main hall, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Li Fan looked at her and asked.

"Has the Nascent Soul mana been dispelled?"

Wen Xinmei shook her head, indicating that Nangong Miao had only told her to wait here.

Li Fan then approached Nangong Miao and asked tentatively,

"A-Miao, is there any trouble?"

Unexpectedly, Nangong Miao blurted out,

"Take the initiative."

Li Fan turned his head to look at Wen Xinmei, who was peering over from the doorway with some confusion.

"Now, right here?"

"Otherwise? Didn't I tell you to be prepared before coming to the Cultivate room?"

Nangong Miao, sitting cross-legged, looked up with an evil, charming smile and reached out to pull Li Fan close.

"You can't escape this time~"

Even with death imminent, Li Fan remained stubborn.

"That's hard to say. We'll see who runs later."

Three days later.

Li Fan packed his belongings and fled the Cultivate room.

Wen Xinmei, who had been in the Cultivate room these past few days, was greatly shocked.

The knowledge she gained was more than what she had accumulated over the past twenty-plus years, and she had even played a role in fueling it.

In the indoor spiritual spring, Nangong Miao said to Wen Xinmei,

"You should come and wash up too. I see you've been tainted quite a bit."

Wen Xinran sniffed herself and indeed smelled something strange, so after tidying up, she stepped into the spiritual spring.

Her expression in the spring water was still a bit dazed, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the experiences of the past three days.

Nangong Miao said with a smile,

"Still not used to it? Aren't you the husband's prospective Dao Companion?"

She splashed the spring water and continued,

"These are all duties of a Dao Companion. Only by serving your Dao Companion well will he comply with you in ordinary matters."

"Has no one taught you?"

As a princess of the Imperial Clan, she had naturally been taught such things in her clan.

Hearing these words, Wen Xinmei seemed to gain some insight and nodded.

"I understand."

Seeing that Wen Xinmei finally understood, Nangong Miao felt much more at ease.

The rest would only require Wen Xinmei, as the older sister, to teach her younger sister by word and example.

Nangong Miao looked from afar at Li Fan, who was leaving the Rongfan Secret Realm, and an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart.

In these past few days, she had absorbed enough Heavenly Dao Qi to replace the Innate Qi and repair the flame at the center of her brows.

It wouldn't be long before she could fully recover. After that, she would repair the damaged escape talisman patterns burned by the purple fire, and she could then use them to return to the Zhonghuang Heaven.

She raised her hand to calculate the time; the Zhonghuang Imperial Clan Legacy was about to open.

If she went on this trip, she didn't know if she could come out of the Imperial Clan Legacy alive.

She sighed faintly at Li Fan's retreating figure.

"I suppose I haven't been a very competent head wife..."

"Just consider it a debt I owe you."

After speaking, she looked at Wen Xinmei, who was bathing.

"Come here, let me help you grind away the Spiritual Qi, and then you can properly repay the husband."

Although Wen Xinmei felt strange about Nangong Miao's words, she still nodded seriously.

"Li Fan is my savior. I have no way to repay him, so I can only offer my body and devote my heart..."

In the Spirit Refining Room, Wen Xinran was looking at the Pill Furnace with a dirt-covered face when a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"Xinran, it's me, Li Fan."

Wen Xinran's ears immediately perked up, and she quickly opened the door to the Cultivate room to let Li Fan in.

Li Fan's steps were unsteady, and he walked wobbly to the sofa and lay down.

He looked no better than her sister had been on the apartment bed earlier.

His voice was weak.

"Xinran, the pill... bring the pill."

Wen Xinran hurriedly brought over the Medicinal Pill she had refined over the past three days; each one was round, plump, and of extraordinary color.

Li Fan didn't care what they were; he shoved them all into his mouth and swallowed them.

"Brother Fan, the medicinal power is too much this way. If you can't consume it, it's easy to suffer a backlash."

But she had underestimated the extent of Li Fan's depletion.

She saw that his skin color only flushed slightly.

However, he seemed much more energetic and continued,

"More! Xinran."

Seeing that Li Fan was actually fine, Wen Xinran admired him in her heart.

He was worthy of being a Cultivator who had reached Foundation Establishment at such a young age.

Then, thinking that such a formidable Cultivator was actually her future Dao Companion,

she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

"Is there any more, Xinran?"

Li Fan's voice sounded again, this time with much more breath.

"Still refining, Brother Fan."

Seeing Li Fan so anxious, Wen Xinran asked,

"Brother Fan, what kind of Medicinal Pill is this?"

The name of the pill had been blacked out by Li Fan. With her pharmacological knowledge as a pharmacist, she could only tell from the herbs that it was some kind of recovery or physique-enhancing Medicinal Pill.

Li Fan's old face flushed red upon hearing this.

"Don't worry about it, kid."

Wen Xinran curled her lips.

"I'm a year older than you."

"Then why do you still call me brother?"

"What else should I call you?"

Speaking of this, a rosy flush appeared on Wen Xinran's face.

"I can't exactly call you... husband, right?"

Hearing the word "husband," Li Fan recalled something unpleasant, his legs trembled, and he shuddered all over.

"Don't!"

However, seeing Wen Xinran's pure and innocent appearance, he returned to his usual tone.

"Forget it, whatever you want."

"Whatever I want?"

Hearing Li Fan's answer, Wen Xinran pondered the meaning of these two words repeatedly in her heart.

Finally, she had a sudden realization.

"Doesn't that mean..."

Thinking of this, a rosy flush immediately covered Wen Xinran's cheeks, and she fanned her face to cool herself down.

Then, in a voice as soft as a mosquito, she whispered,

"Husband..."

"What's wrong?"

Li Fan responded without hesitation. Looking at Wen Xinran's dazed expression, he reached out to touch her forehead.

"Whoa, why is your temperature so high? Are you stupid?"

"Hurry, get away from the Pill Furnace and cool down."

However, Wen Xinran threw herself directly onto Li Fan, staring deeply into his eyes, and kept muttering two words.

"Husband..."

Li Fan looked at Wen Xinran's flickering gaze and responded formally.

"Yeah, what is it?"

After saving the Wen sisters from the apartment, he saw their expressions and knew that this day would come sooner or later.

Plus, with the Wen family now existing in name only, there weren't that many entanglements left.

Li Fan liked to slack off, but he wasn't a devious person. Since things had come to this, it was better to face it calmly.

"My sister has already recovered. She messaged me before you came."

Wen Xinran suddenly mentioned this. She looked at the man in front of her who had saved her twice, her lips moving slightly.

She had originally been the carefree Second Young Miss of the Wen family, but with this turn of events, she had been forced to shoulder everything alone.

When she lay in the courtyard and felt despair, it was this man before her, who had returned from the dead, who helped her solve all her problems.

Looking at Li Fan, she pressed her red lips against his, and the two lingered for a long time.

Between their entangled lips and teeth, Li Fan pulled away, a thread of saliva stretching, and suddenly asked.

"What's that smell?"

"Oh no, the herbs are going to burn!"

Watching Wen Xinran hurriedly run back to the Pill Furnace to control the fire, Li Fan smiled calmly.

At this moment, a message came from his student terminal.

"The C-Class ranking is about to begin. Your match schedule is..."

Xuanzong University had indeed assigned Li Fan, who was at Foundation Establishment, directly to the C-Class ranking.

This ranking mostly consisted of students who had been deeply cultivating at Xuanzong University for over a thousand days, all of whom had extraordinary Aptitude.

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Glancing at the System switching quietly, he wiped the saliva from his face and pondered in his heart.

Ranking was closely tied to credits, and obviously, the more credits, the better.

But being too high in the rankings would make him too prominent, which would break his current leisurely life.

Li Fan still needed to carefully weigh which rank he should stop at.