"I don't know either! That's why I'm asking you!" Yan Qingsui folded his hands behind his head and flopped onto the ground. Staring blankly at the sky above, he said, "Aside from cultivating, I don't know what I should do. My father says my state of mind is lacking. I'm only a hair's breadth from the Nascent Soul Stage, but I can never grasp that elusive feeling. So I wanted to go out and gain some experience. Maybe I'll figure it out as I go."
Qiao Ranran murmured, "Mm."
"I keep wondering how you manage to have Epiphanies so easily." In all the time he had known Qiao Ranran, how many had he seen her have? "And being with you all feels easy. I like it."
"To be honest, you grew up in the Heavenly Evolution Sword Sect and still don't have a single friend. That's a failure on your part."
Yan Qingsui gave a dry laugh. "Heh, I know, I know. I failed so badly that someone nearly got me killed out there!"
"Speaking of which, did Sword Venerable Jinglin ever find out what happened to you? You don't know either? And you still have no idea how the Blood Gu got into your body?"
Qiao Ranran had once worked out the timeline. Feng Changdong had been infected with Blood Gu even earlier than Yan Qingsui. When she met Yan Qingsui, the Blood Gu inside him was nearly mature. At the time, she had assumed he had been infected long before, so she had noticed nothing strange about it. Only later did she learn that a Demonic Cultivator had planted it in him while he was wandering outside.
"Ah..." Yan Qingsui sighed. "There were no leads. Or rather, every lead went cold. When it happened, I was out gaining