My Wife Is The Final Boss
Chapter 213 - 0149 Wen Li Refining Heart_2

Chapter 213: 0149 Wen Li Refining Heart_2

This scene caused Xu Chang’an’s eye to twitch.

"They knew you were going out, yet still chose to tease you like this." Wen Li gently gasped, looking at Xu Chang’an: "Junior Brother, is there anything you need?"

"Not anymore." Xu Chang’an naturally circulated his Spiritual Qi and tossed a water ball to Wen Li: "Senior Sister, I was about to head out."

"As long as it’s fine." Wen Li accepted the water ball from Xu Chang’an and washed her face.

"Senior Sister, why are you practicing spear techniques today? Is it to prepare for the upcoming Martial Arts Gathering? Planning a surprise move?"

Wen Li shook her head: "This was my earliest weapon. Now... I just wanted to use it again."

The mentor said her heart was in turmoil, so instructed her to "look back."

"I see." Xu Chang’an smiled, thinking how Senior Sister just remains Senior Sister.

However, Wen Li, being a young lady, was already sweating from practice today, and looking quite disheveled. Xu Chang’an, being a considerate person, refrained from bringing up Li Hua cats and planned to leave after expressing his thanks, not forgetting to give her the Spirit Fruits.

"Hold on."

What Xu Chang’an didn’t expect was to be stopped by Wen Li.

"Senior Sister?" Xu Chang’an was a bit surprised.

"Has a solution been found for Junior Sister Yun’s matter?" Wen Li looked at Xu Chang’an.

She remembered how awful Xu Chang’an’s expression was upon hearing the "bad news" last time, yet now he seemed much better.

"Yes." Xu Chang’an nodded.

"That’s good, that’s good." Wen Li sighed in relief, appearing significantly softened: "Was it Mr. Li from the Sword Hall? I must definitely visit and thank him next time."

"Senior Sister..." Xu Chang’an was about to say something.

"I am Junior Sister’s Guide." Wen Li spoke earnestly.

It was her inadequacy to persuade the mentor, unable to help Xu Chang’an, causing difficulty for Junior Brother.

"It’s unlike you, Senior Sister, to say such things." Xu Chang’an smiled and glanced back in the direction where his ribbon was blown away.

"And you don’t?" Wen Li suddenly spoke, recalling the mentor’s words.

Sometimes gentle people are gentle to everyone. Strip them down and you’ll find they’re inherently quite cold.

Xu Chang’an: "..."

He stared blankly for a moment and then said helplessly, "Wasn’t I asking for your help today? I can’t cut away this Rouge Spiritual Qi myself."

"If you don’t give me Spirit Fruits, I would consider you distant." Wen Li said softly.

"If the fruits on my side aren’t often picked, I can’t finish them alone, and they would go bad." Xu Chang’an’s tone was calm.

"...Mm."

At this point, Xu Chang’an noticed that Wen Li’s emotions weren’t quite right, as if in a state of "Enlightenment" cultivation, which made the atmosphere tense for a moment.

Wen Li shook her head and then said, "Bringing Junior Sister Yun up the mountain, you caused some trouble. If you encounter any problems, just come to me."

"Okay."

"You can go ahead now."

Wen Li thought that knowing Yun Qian was fine and able to cultivate allowed her to feel relieved, finally able to cultivate with peace of mind.

Xu Chang’an bowed in salute and turned to leave.

But just then, Wen Li spoke once more.

Addressing the young man’s upright back, Wen Li gently asked, "Junior Brother, what do you think of the Demon Race?"

"I dislike them or rather despise them," Xu Chang’an replied without hesitation.

Heaven knows what’s on the mind of a person who’s in a state of Enlightenment, so Xu Chang’an was not surprised by anything Wen Li might ask and would soon forget about it upon leaving this courtyard.

——

Unwavering disgust.

"Is that so."

Wen Li pursed her thin lips, moisturizing her dried lips. She gripped the spear shaft tighter: "Why?"

"Because most of the tasks I take down the mountain involve exterminating demons," Xu Chang’an paused: "But I’ve also killed many humans."

Wen Li understood he was talking about bandits.

"I understand." Wen Li nodded.

"I dislike and despise the Demon Race, but at the same time, I also like them." Xu Chang’an suddenly smiled.

Like?

Wen Li was startled, looking up to see in the distance... a water-drenched Li Hua cat was running energetically from outside the courtyard with a ribbon in its mouth, the very one blown off from Xu Chang’an’s nape by the spear wind.

Xiaohua let out a meow, pouncing into Xu Chang’an’s embrace, presenting the ribbon at his chest as if seeking praise.

"Well done." Xu Chang’an didn’t mind at all that his freshly tidied outfit was being soaked by Li Hua, affectionately rubbing its head: "Thank you, but... Xiaohua, you’re a cat, not a dog, carrying things from afar like this? A girl should act like a girl."

"Meow." Little Li Hua nuzzled Xu Chang’an’s hand, softly meowing.

"And another thing." Xu Chang’an’s tone suddenly sharpened, lifting the cat by the scruff of its neck, and seeing the water dripping from its body, gritting his teeth: "Did you go fishing in the lake again? The words I told you, did they just go in one ear and out the other?"

The cat’s body stiffened, unmoving.

Clearly, it had forgotten it would receive scolding for this.

"..."

Watching the interaction between Xu Chang’an and Li Hua up close, Wen Li gradually loosened her grip on the spear shaft, staring at his face in a daze.

Xu Chang’an truly liked the Demon Race, seeing it in person was worth more than words could explain.

Are gentle people gentle to everyone?

No, the way Junior Brother treats her and Xiaohua are two different attitudes. When dealing with Xiaohua, he never asks for anything in return.

"Senior Sister." Xu Chang’an coughed: "Xiaohua acted up by the lake, it was at fault, but in the end, it’s because the Senior Sisters on the mountain don’t play with it enough."

"It is, after all, a demon, unlikable to people." Wen Li said instinctively.

"But I like it." Xu Chang’an smiled.

Little Li Hua greatly enjoyed hearing such a remark. Though now being held by Xu Chang’an by its head, appearing to show where it was liked, it still playfully kicked its legs, as if boasting to Wen Li.

"Don’t move around, you’re going to splash me with water." Xu Chang’an lowered his head, his voice stern.

"Meow meow." Li Hua immediately wilted.

Watching Xu Chang’an, Wen Li covered her face in laughter.

"...?"

Xu Chang’an seemed to hear a suppressed yet unchecked laugh, but when he lifted his head, standing before him was still that resolute person.

"Senior Sister, my point is, even if Xiaohua misbehaves, you can tell me, and I will discipline it." Xu Chang’an coughed: "Locking it by the water is a bit too stifling."

Being naturally agile, a cat having no one to play with and getting a bit restless is normal.

Since this cat had no owner on the mountain, it often came to Wen Li because it was safe. In Xu Chang’an’s eyes, it could even be considered his little pet, hence he made the suggestion to Wen Li.

"Understood." Wen Li nodded, taking Li Hua from Xu Chang’an’s hand and ignoring the little cat’s restless kicking: "Do you think disciplining it yourself will suffice?"

"I believe disciplining it is more effective than confinement." Xu Chang’an smiled: "I’ve told Xiaohua a few times now to behave recently; it ought to understand the principle of ’third time’s the charm’."

"..."

The gentle smile from the young man made the cat suddenly shiver, becoming calm despite being held by Wen Li.

"This raccoon really likes you." Wen Li said helplessly.

"Like is always relative or perhaps mutual."

"True, by the way... Junior Brother, wait just a moment." Wen Li somehow drew out a longsword made entirely of silver light from nowhere, without explanation, and slashed it straight towards Xu Chang’an’s face.

The sword light was like a river.

Xu Chang’an did not evade, calmly standing still, while the cat seemed anxious, helplessly extending its paws.

The silvery light stream passed through his body, vanishing into thin air.

"Senior Sister? What is this."

Xu Chang’an didn’t feel anything was amiss, the Rouge Spiritual Power seemed to have been swept clean.

"Aren’t you going outside? I’ve left a strand of Spiritual Power on you." Wen Li explained.

"Spiritual Power? Like Rouge Spiritual Qi?" Xu Chang’an suddenly realized something.

"I don’t use rouge."

Wen Li recalled something, her previously calm eyes now held a few traces of determination: "I don’t often go out, but these days going to Celestial Bright Peak to teach Junior Sister cultivation, I often hear all sorts of gossip."

No one dared to speak ill of her, but she did hear quite a bit of filthy talk about Xu Chang’an. Previously, because she didn’t leave, she was unaware of it.

She’s already remembered which peaks have the most chatter next time at the Sword Testing Spring; she’ll get her revenge one by one.

Giving Xu Chang’an a strand of Spiritual Qi, at least it could ensure... during his outing, no one would dare say insulting words in his presence.