They had said they would cultivate, but neither of them did anything afterward. Nor did they speak, of course.
Xu Le felt the atmosphere was a little strange. Ai Li had clearly agreed to cultivate, so why had she stopped moving now?
If you don't do anything, I can't exactly carry on by myself!
He couldn't very well say, "Doggo, it's late. Let's cultivate."
Seeing no reaction from Ai Li, Xu Le finally couldn't help saying:
"We already agreed to cultivate, so why aren't we getting started? How can a Warrior be so lax? We should be working night after night, day after day, constantly striving to improve."
Was there anything ambiguous about what Xu Le had said? Of course not. Those were all perfectly respectable words.
"Idiot." Ai Li wanted to laugh, but when she tried, it pulled at her wound. Now it hurt a little again. She was suffering...
Xu Le noticed her expression change. Knowing there might be a problem with her injuries, he hurriedly asked:
"Your... injuries doing okay?"
"Not very," Ai Li answered honestly.
Xu Le had already touched Ai Li just now. He glanced at the Fluid Plaster on her body, then poked it a few times. Only after confirming that it would magically move out of the way did he relax.
Ai Li, however, frowned.
"What are you doing?"
"Checking whether this stuff will get in the way of our cultivation."
"Our cultivation systems are different. There's absolutely no need for physical contact."
But... wouldn't cultivating without physical contact be utterly boring?
"It's different. Warlocks seek spiritual fulfillment. You're not a Warlock, so you wouldn't understand," Xu Le said seriously.
Ai Li said nothing more, nor did she transform.
But Xu Le still sensed faint traces of Moon Spirit beginning to settle over