She did not know what she felt for Su Han. Was it an elder's care for a junior? The bond between fellow sect members? Or... something else?
She did not dare think about it, nor did she want to.
She was his martial aunt; they were separated by a generation. The Cultivation World valued seniority and propriety above all else. If such a matter got out, not only would she be judged and criticized, but Su Han's future would also be affected.
Fairy Yue Hua sighed inwardly and suppressed those thoughts she should not have had.
The golden light flew faster and faster, vanishing beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye.
By the time Su Han and Fairy Yue Hua returned to the Qingyun Sect, five days had already passed.
Along the way, they stopped and started repeatedly, mainly because the chill within Fairy Yue Hua's body had yet to be fully dispelled. Although Su Han had used Chaos Power to remove most of the cold energy from her body, the Mystic Ice Power of the Mystic Ice Dragon was no trifling matter. The remaining chill lingered within Fairy Yue Hua like a disease clinging to the bone, making it extremely difficult to remove.
Whenever they reached a place rich in spiritual energy, Su Han would stop and treat Fairy Yue Hua's injuries. Chaos Power circulated through her body again and again, forcing those stubborn traces of chill out bit by bit. The process was agonizing. Each time, Fairy Yue Hua was drenched in sweat from the pain, yet she clenched her teeth without making a sound, unwilling to make Su Han worry.
Five days later, the chill in Fairy Yue Hua's body was finally completely purged. Not only had her cultivation not been damaged, but she