"You traitor! What nonsense are you spewing?" Leng Wuyan exclaimed, her frustration evident. A deep blush tinted her cheeks, beginning from the base of her ears, as embarrassment took over. "What does it matter if your feelings are genuine? The difference between the two of you is immense; your hopes are simply unrealistic.
Ye Ran nodded in understanding. Truly, compared to his status as the holy son, his little junior sister didn't quite match up. Yet, for the restoration of his cultivation base, he held no resentment. "I understand your perspective, but I believe that love can conquer any obstacle, no matter how great. Even if love is separated by mountains and seas, everything can be flattened."
Leng Wuyan was taken aback. Love overcoming mountains and seas? Could such vast obstacles truly be surmounted? Ye Ran was willing to level mountains and seas for her affection! "Do you realize that rumors and gossip will spread? If I agree, you may face criticism from countless individuals," Leng Wuyan cautioned.
Ye Ran responded sincerely, "Even if a multitude condemns me, I will remain resolute. For this genuine love, I am indifferent to any gossip."
"You…" Leng Wuyan bit her lip, wrestling with her thoughts. Despite her formidable cultivation abilities, she found herself defenseless against this passionate sincerity.
"Love?" The term felt foreign to her, yet she harbored a faint longing for it. Leng Wuyan's gaze became complicated as she softly uttered, "What if this costs you your life?"
Ye Ran didn't hesitate: "As long as I can be with the one I love, even if it means my death, I am willing, Master!"
Leng Wuyan fell silent. Ye Ran looked at her anxiously. After a moment, she turned her head and said, "If that's the case, then die."
"What?" Before Ye Ran could react, the world spun, and a sensation of weightlessness overtook him. The sound of a rushing wind filled his ears. He was in free fall—thrown by Leng Wuyan from the peak of Rakshasa!
"Darn it, this isn't going according to plan; she's not following the script. I'm in trouble this time!" Ye Ran's cultivation base was sealed, and he plummeted from a thousand-foot peak, a certain death awaiting him. As he gazed at the rapidly approaching ground, he closed his eyes in despair. Yet, just before impact, a gust of fragrant wind surrounded him, and his feet touched solid ground.
When he opened his eyes, he realized he was still atop the mountain, as if he had never moved. Leng Wuyan's eyes betrayed a mix of emotions. "Why didn't you use your cultivation technique just now? Don't tell me you're not afraid to die."
Use a cultivation technique. Did you think I didn't want to?
Ye Ran's lips were pale, and with his last bit of strength, he gripped her wrist. "If being with the one you love is impossible, what's the point of being alive?"
Leng Wuyan's defenses crumbled completely. Ye Ran was willing to die for love! Despite the significant disparity between them now, with his talent, they would ascend together eventually. Most importantly, he faced gossip fearlessly and was willing to move mountains and seas for her. Even risking his life, he stood unwavering.
How could she reject such passionate love?
"Master?" Ye Ran looked at her hopefully.
Leng Wuyan was too shy to meet his gaze; her eyes were teary as she murmured, "Don't look at me like that, my disciple. Just... just agree."
"Hail, Master!" Ye Ran embraced her enthusiastically.
To his surprise, not only did the master not reprimand him, but she also consented to a romantic relationship with her younger junior sister. Wasn't this akin to winning over someone according to a plan? How exhilarating!
"You, my dear apprentice, wasted no time once I agreed." Blushing, Leng Wuyan extricated herself from his embrace and retreated.
"Hey-hey." Ye Ran scratched his head. "I apologize, Master; this disciple got carried away."
"Although I've agreed, remember, this matter must remain confidential and hidden from others!" Leng Wuyan emphasized
"Rest assured, Master; I'll be extremely discreet." Ye Ran nodded, eager to pursue his little junior sister.
At that moment, the voice of the system chimed in his mind.
["The task has been completed."]
[Confession target: Leng Wuyan]
[Difficulty: Purgatory Level]
[Success rate: 0.0001%]
[Mission Completion Degree: Perfect]
["Congratulations to the host for surpassing expectations; the reward is upgraded. Your cultivation base seal is lifted, and you gain three super treasure chests."]
Ye Ran blinks. "Wait, the confession target was... Leng, Leng Wuyan?" He had been confessing his love to his junior sister all along.
Ye Ran recalled something and cautiously asked, "Master, who gave you that photo stone?"
Leng Wuyan bashfully replied, "You're still pretending? Didn't you slip the stone into the pillbox and give it to me like that? And refrain from such actions in the future; if someone else finds out, it could cause trouble for us."
Ye Ran: "..."
It all makes sense now. The little junior sister had never revealed the truth; she mistakenly gave the pillbox to the sect leader. Because he never mentioned his name, the leader assumed it was a confession for her. The two were on entirely different wavelengths from start to finish! He had just wanted to pursue his junior sister, but he had accidentally courted the master!
Ye Ran felt a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "Please, I really didn't intend to fall in love with my master!"