Drive Ye Yu away? Hearing this, a flicker of confusion passed through Ye Qingling's eyes, but she did not dwell on it. She did not care much about Ye Yu's affairs in the first place.
After everyone had left, Ye Qingling finally gathered her courage and stepped out. Walking over to Ye Xuan, she said, "Second Brother, I want to cultivate too. Can you teach me?"
Ye Xuan turned to glance at Ye Qingling, impatience in his voice. "Didn't you say you didn't like cultivating? Listen to Second Brother. As long as you find a powerful Dao companion, that's far better than any cultivation. Cultivation is so dull."
"But..." Ye Qingling lowered her head, her mind filled with the sight of that dazzling golden light erupting earlier.
Then she recalled how, ever since arriving at the Nine Spirits Sword Sect, the disciples around her had looked at her with contempt, while the way they had looked at Xu Wangchen just now had been filled with reverence. The two were complete opposites.
Ye Qingling was envious beyond measure.
"There's no but. Trust Second Brother—would I ever harm you? Do you really want to go back to those days of bitter cultivation day after day? Isn't everything you have now what you wanted? Besides, I don't have time to teach you." Ye Xuan forcibly kept his temper in check and did not turn to leave.
Ye Qingling's heart was a muddle. Indeed, everything she had now was what she had once wished for. She did not need to cultivate, did not need to spend all day puzzling over those obscure and incomprehensible formulas, and had completely escaped Ye Yu's discipline.
"Enough. Rest well today. Don't think about things you shouldn't be thinking about. With Second Brother here, all you need to do