Our Good Fortune

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"Why not continue pretending to be captured?"

"I don't want you to suffer outside."

After a brief exchange, the two fell silent.

The world of fantasy and martial arts always gives people a feeling that time has stood still.

It has been five years since I first met Minghe, and more than three years since I met Minghe when she came to be a referee.

But when we meet again now, it's just like before.

Although she was nearly twenty-five years old and could no longer be considered a "Little Daoist Nun," time had left no trace on her face or body. Everything about her was just like the day we first met; she was still an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, graceful and charming, like a hidden star.

She stood on the steps of the Longevity Temple, where people came and went, yet it seemed as if she were the only person in the world.

Qin Yi, who should have changed more since turning 17, is now 22. Apart from looking a bit stronger, he looks exactly the same as before.

Five years and three years are too short for immortals, like a fleeting moment.

But time flies, and while their appearances remain the same, their personalities have changed.

Qin Yi's demeanor had become noticeably more composed, no longer displaying the impetuousness of a newcomer; Minghe's demeanor had also become much more dignified, unlike the naivety of someone just entering the world.

Distance has also changed.

At first they were far apart, then they grew closer, and now...

Qin Yi felt that Minghe had become distant again.

The last time they met, he could shamelessly reach out to tie her hair, but this time, he could clearly sense that if he dared to reach out, she would back away.

He didn't want to see her back down; that small step could cause a lot of harm.

So his hand was slightly raised, but he ultimately put it down.

This feeling... seems to have little to do with this matter, but rather with her cultivation. The deeper her cultivation, the less she is tainted by worldly affairs, and the more detached she becomes, until she finally reaches the highest level.

She was the most orthodox nun, and the path she cultivated was different from everyone else's. Ju Yunxiu and Meng Qingying's path could disregard things, but she was different.

From the very beginning, he never truly possessed her; it was merely a youthful delusion.

"Thank you for your help once again, fellow Daoist." Minghe finally spoke, "And thank you for your honesty as well."

"You don't need to thank me for that," Qin Yi said softly. "If I had known beforehand that the other party was Qing Ying, I really don't know what I would have done this time."

"You can help her," Minghe said calmly. "After all... our relationship... whatever it may be, is never as close as the one between you and her. It's just that you are a righteous person, and shouldn't be dancing with demons, yet you were ultimately blinded by lust, which is regrettable..."

After saying this, she pursed her lips, slightly turned her gaze away, and avoided looking at Qin Yi.

That's exactly what I was thinking. I thought I was calm, but when I said it, even I felt a pang of embarrassment and bitterness. It sounded like I was talking behind your back, saying you and that woman weren't a good match...

It's basically just saying bad things.

He was originally pursuing me, so why did he get bewitched by that vixen? He was supposed to help me kill her, but now he wants me to tell him you'd help her fight me...

It's painful no matter how you look at it.

Ultimately, he failed to see through it. Like ordinary people, he did not cherish what he had when it was readily available, and only felt more resentful when there was competition.

Minghe's mind was as clear as a mirror, she could see things clearly, but in the end she could not avoid them.

She was just a Daoist Nun at the Cloud Ascension Realm, not even having entered the Radiant Sun Realm, let alone attaining Dao Fruit.

Qin Yi stared at her profile without saying a word.

Minghe tilted her head, and he kept watching.

Minghe finally showed signs of annoyance and stamped her foot, saying, "What are you looking at!"

Qin Yi grinned.

Minghe turned around and glared angrily.

"You look beautiful." Qin Yi's eyes sparkled. "As long as you don't have that calm, distant face, you're adorable whether you're happy, angry, shy, or furious."

Minghe's expression became very strange, as if she wanted to regain her composure and return to calm, but she couldn't do so for a while.

Qin Yi would bet even an Oscar-winning actress couldn't pull off this expression.

So she laughed even harder.

Minghe, no longer feigning composure, roared in fury, "Qin Yi!"

"Exist."

"You shameless bastard!" Minghe roared. "You already have Meng Qingying, why are you still provoking me? Do you expect me to be with her?"

Qin Yi asked curiously, "So, you mean if I didn't have Qing Ying, it would be perfectly acceptable for me to provoke you?"

"I..." Minghe's eyes widened, unable to refute her words for a moment, so she simply gave up and said, "You're not going to give her up anyway, what's the point of saying this?"

Qin Yi retorted, "How will you know if I'll give up on her if you don't try?"

Minghe was dumbfounded. She realized that talking to this scoundrel was a losing proposition, even before she opened her mouth.

What's even more terrifying is that she actually had that thought in her mind.

He was pursuing me!

If I'm willing... or even don't need to be willing, just being as intimate as before, would that make him give up that vixen?

He was originally a virtuous man, but being with a vixen will corrupt him. He should be brought back to the right path...

The terrifying thought flashed through Minghe's mind, but she quickly shook it off. She knew it was unrealistic; how could a nun like herself do such a thing! This wasn't about cutting off one's own flesh to feed an eagle or sacrificing oneself to feed a tiger; it was about stealing a man!

Although she had managed to shake off the terrible thought in time, it was still quite bizarre that the thought even appeared, making Minghe feel a little uneasy.

In the end, with a thousand words stuck in his throat and no one knowing how to say them, he said, "Qin Yi, my master granted you a hundred years of Huiyang before allowing us to meet. This encounter was accidental, which is fine. But if we don't keep this promise, she can cripple you without any difficulty. So you should put away those messy thoughts and focus on your cultivation."

There is indeed a hint in these words that if you meet the conditions, we can really try to rekindle our relationship, but it is very subtle and sounds more like a warning.

Qin Yi, whether he understood or not, simply said, "Since an unexpected encounter doesn't count as breaking a contract, then if we unexpectedly run into each other, does having a drink with an old friend count?"

Minghe hesitated for a moment, thinking to herself that her master was not a stubborn old man, so of course he wouldn't be so serious. Besides, her master wasn't starving, so how could he possibly know what she was doing right now?

She herself felt that things shouldn't continue like this. After exchanging just a few words with this guy, she almost said, "I'm waiting for Huiyang to come find me..." If she said a few more words, everything would go back to square one, and nothing would change.

All those years of spiritual practice have been in vain.

But she couldn't bring herself to say the harsh words of refusal, feeling that it would hurt his feelings.

Ultimately, the lingering connection between the two wasn't solely Qin Yi's fault for "harming" him. Rather, it was because while she claimed to be seeking enlightenment, she couldn't forget him. If she had been more resolute, Qin Yi, not being one to linger, wouldn't have found it difficult to simply let go if she had no feelings for him.

It was because she had feelings for him, and Qin Yi reciprocated, that she sought him out, not because Qin Yi was lustful and ruined her cultivation. Minghe understood perfectly well where the root of the problem lay.

It's time to put an end to this, otherwise it will just continue endlessly, becoming a tangled mess.

Minghe took a deep breath, about to refuse, but Qin Yi laughed first, "Forget it, it wouldn't be good if you got a spanking from your master. Actually... Minghe, I know now is not the time, and we shouldn't even have met."

Minghe: "?"

"I just said so many flirtatious things to find out if you had any feelings for me, since you seemed to be getting further and further away from me this time. In the end... I'm very happy."

Minghe: "..."

Qin Yi smiled slightly, "Seeking the Dao is your ideal, and I shouldn't always let my own thoughts affect your cultivation and make things difficult for you. But I couldn't help it, and that was my fault. I never thought your master's conditions were unreasonable. Indeed, we should wait until we reach the Radiant Sun and touch the threshold of enlightenment before we meet again and discuss this matter. Whether we must eventually sever ties with the mortal world will finally be clear. Being so indecisive now is of no benefit."

Minghe pursed her lips and looked at him, her eyes flickering slightly, but she did not answer.

He... really is becoming more and more mature.

"The things Myriad Images of the Universe is doing here are not intended to harm anyone for the time being. You can observe and see how things go. There's no need to rush into conflict." Qin Yi pointed to the way he had come from and added, "If you want to leave, there's a passage there that leads to the bottom of the East Sea. The Witch God Sect might be searching in that area right now, but they won't make things difficult for you. You can leave directly from there."

Minghe stared at him for a long while before finally giving a slight bow. "Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Qin Yi returned the greeting. "It is my good fortune to have formed a connection with you, fellow Daoist."

Minghe said softly, "No... this is Minghe's good fortune."