Chapter 17: I Can't Believe You Are Like This, Bai Lian! (2)
At night.
On the Qiongming Peak.
Bai Lian was standing outside near the crooked neck tree.
After a noisy afternoon, Shifu finally managed to fall asleep.
The good news is that Shifu's injury isn't too severe.
"Just rest well for two or three months, and she will be fine," said Qiong Zhi.
This brought relief to almost everyone present.
"Great!"
Xiao Jinse and Su Youwei arrived at the news and tightly hugged each other, making Yu Ying feel a bit unnecessary. She wanted to hold the jade rabbit, but it was already lying in its mother's arms.
Later, Elder Gaoyi and others who came to visit An Lan also displayed expressions of relief.
"Thank goodness, Martial Sister An Lan is okay."
"The sect leader will be back in a few days; he must be thrilled to hear the news."
Bai Lian shook her head to clear these images from her mind.
Under the soft moonlight, she could only see a solitary figure standing at the edge of the cliff.
That must be Martial Master Yan Yue!
Oh no.
Bai Lian let out a soft sigh. She and Yan Yue were probably the only ones who still felt burdened.
She was able to empathize completely with Yan Yue's state of mind.
Because they both consider themselves as guilty women.
Yan Yue truly believed it.
If it were not for her, how could An Lan suddenly cough up blood, as though she had lost a part of her soul?
At that moment, she was contemplating that if An Lan's cultivation was impaired due to her actions, she would take her own life to make amends for her wrongdoing.
Even though it turned out that An Lan's injury was not as severe as she had anticipated, Yan Yue still felt miserable. She sensed as though she had tumbled into a pit of darkness and couldn't come out.
The mountain breeze was cool.
She contemplated taking a step forward and letting herself plunge into the abyss.
As soon as the moon stood in the center of the sky, a gentle shout echoed behind her.
"Master Yan Yue."
Slowly, Yan Yue turned around.
Her clothes fluttered in the wind, causing her to resemble a fairy with a hazy silhouette illuminated by the moon.
The fairy was the only one with a melancholic smile etched on her face.
"Oh, it's you, Bai Lian."
Her breath was bitter as she spoke.
This was the power of the field.
Bai Lian could feel that Yan Yue's breathing was very unstable.
If this continues, Yan Yue might end up feeling depressed and could start vomitting blood.
How can she just sit and watch?
Master Yan Yue!
You didn't make any errors.
I am the only one who actually made mistakes.
If I had been more careful, there wouldn't have been so many accidents!
Yan Yue had tears in her eyes as she asked, "Bai Lian, do you think I am worthless?"
Bai Lian replied, "Master Yan Yue is incredibly powerful. How could she be useless? She even rescued me handsomely from the Flying Fog."
Yan Yue's body shrank and she felt a cold shiver as she exclaimed, "An Lan must hate me. If I hadn't suddenly appeared, she wouldn't have been so furious to the point of vomiting blood."
Bai Lian replied, "There's nothing to worry about, Master Yan Yue. In fact, Shifu doesn't hate you at all."
A bitter smile appeared on Yan Yue's face as she said, "Bai Lian, you don't need to comfort me."
"I'm not trying to comfort you," Bai Lian shook her head and said, "Master Yan Yue, come with me."
Yan Yue remained at her spot.
After a moment of hesitation, Bai Lian grabbed her hand.
It is soft and cool.
Go.
I will show you!
Yan Yue was stunned by this sudden action.
However, she didn't choose to break away. Perhaps, she was expecting something.
She entered the room with Bai Lian.
Amidst the flickering candlelight, Bai Lian pointed towards the picture on the wall exclaiming, "This is the evidence!"
Yan Yue lifted her head.
Oh, it's the painting she made for An Lan.
She knew this painting was here six months ago.
Bai Lian said, "Master said that she lost the painting, but it was a lie. She has always kept it carefully. If Master really hates you, how can she keep it?"
Yan Yue murmured, "Then, why did she deceive me?"
"I don't know, but Master certainly doesn't hate you."
Bai Lian doesn't intend to discuss An Lan's complicated personality in front of Yan Yue.
She is also self-centered.
She hopes that she knows An Lan better than anyone else in the world.
Yan Yue was in shock.
As she looked at the painting on the wall, memories flooded her mind of the moments she had shared with An Lan as a child.
Repeatedly.
In fact, she knew that although An Lan could be fierce at times, without her, she would have faced a lot more trouble in her mischievous past.
When she was young, An Lan and her father took care of her, and later, she was looked after by the Blood Tree Patriarch.
However, she never valued it.
She was extremely stubborn.
She assumed that it was natural for everyone to obey her.
However, this notion is incorrect as she was, is, and will not be the center of the world.
Isn't it natural for An Lan to become angry when she keeps bothering her like that?
"Even after all these years, I feel as though I have not matured."
Yan Yue pressed her lips together tightly.
Why is it that she cannot comprehend An Lan the way Bai Lian does?
Due to her fickle nature, she lost the affection of a sister who cared for her deeply!
I am unable to return.
I cannot go back!
Yan Yue's body shook violently.
"Master Yan Yue."
Bai Lian whispered softly.
At that moment, Yan Yue suddenly hugged Bai Lian.
She embraced Bai Lian tightly.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
She repeatedly apologized in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, it's all my fault. Please get better quickly, Sister An Lan. I'm so sorry…"
Bai Lian was unsure of what to do.
At that moment, a new task emerged.
[Task 1: Tenderly touch Yan Yue's back and comfort her (Reward: Hard Skill+5)]
[Task 2: Raise your hands up in confusion (Reward: Soft Skill+1)]
Wait, are you serious? Is it actually risky to console Yan Yue?
After experiencing complacency, Bai Lian hesitated for a moment before ultimately selecting Task 2.
She raised her hands high.
She didn't intend to push Yan Yue away.
Cry.
It's much easier to just cry.
Now.
An Lan tightened her fist by the crooked neck tree.
Who allowed you to hold Bai Lian, you stupid woman?
I'm going to punch you!
She gritted her teeth for a long time before finally suppressing the urge to suddenly rush out.
Just because you called me "sister," I'll let you off the hook today. But if you make me angry, I'll make you cry and beg for mercy!
