Yet I Still Think of You

For more than a year, whenever Xuan Ying wasn't sparring and cultivating with Lian Yue, she would ask Ling Tian about formations. She admired his command of formations and his other abilities beyond measure. Before long, she had come to idolize him and trust his abilities deeply—so much so that, like Lian Yue, she trusted him blindly. Xuan Ying thought Ling Tian could do anything, leaving Xuan Ci and the others utterly dumbfounded. As for Ling Tian, it gave him a terrible headache.

After Hu Yao talked some sense into her, Lian Yue finally came around. She also realized that Xuan Ying had deliberately claimed the God Sealing Restriction couldn't suppress her cultivation to provoke her. Gradually, her mood began to improve.

"Brother Tian, tell me—isn't that right?" Although Lian Yue had already guessed Xuan Ying's intentions, she still wanted to hear Ling Tian say it himself. "Was Xuan Ying deliberately trying to provoke me? And she won't cultivate faster than I do, right?"

"Uh, well... yes, I suppose." Ling Tian rubbed his nose, looking rather sheepish. Then he changed his tone. "As for cultivation speed, you really are a little slower than her right now."

"Hmph! Brother Tian, couldn't you at least humor me?" Lian Yue glared at Ling Tian, indignant. "No, Brother Tian, undo the God Sealing Restriction for me and show her how terrifying my cultivation speed is!"

"Yue'er, don't be ridiculous. Cultivating too quickly isn't good for you." Ling Tian's headache worsened, and he hurried to placate her. "Besides, your cultivation speed is already very fast. The God Sealing Restriction tempers the energy inside you, which does you a lot of good. Don't you feel that using your energy comes more naturally now?"

"Hm? That's true." Lian Yue thought it over. A moment later, delight crossed