Jiang Yun naturally believed Xiao Nannan when she said she wanted to help him. He simply did not want her strength to rise too quickly.
"I wouldn't call myself invincible under heaven, but I have almost no rivals.
We hope you can become an immortal, then rise beyond immortals—not exhaust your potential just to match a Supreme for a little while."
Jiang Yun gently brushed a few stray locks from Xiao Nannan's forehead and spoke with a soft smile.
He wanted those close to him to grow steadily and peacefully under his protection, to travel farther on the path of cultivation and the Dao. Fighting was not the only way.
"Brother Yun, I understand."
A captivating blush crossed Nannan's bright, breathtakingly beautiful face, and she spoke in a soft, low voice.
Even the slightest accidental touch from Brother Yun made her feel as though a little rabbit were bounding wildly inside her chest.
"Nannan really has grown up. Even a little contact with a man makes you this shy now. Do you have someone you like, too?"
Seeing Xiao Nannan's bashful expression, Xia Jiuyou linked arms with her and whispered in her ear.
In a flash, Xiao Nannan felt her face turn pink. Heat spread across her cheeks to her ears, then all the way to the top of her head.
"Big Sister Jiuyou, I'm not talking to you anymore!"
She wished she could dive into a crack in the ground. Stamping her foot, she turned and ran off in embarrassment.
When Nannan was little, she hadn't understood. Sometimes she would whisper secrets to one of the older girls, thinking no one else could hear.
Now that she was grown, she knew better. They were all cultivators—no matter how softly someone spoke, everyone could hear!
It was the sort of