He could suppress the Demonic Heart, but the Love Threads... before he had even discerned what that foreign thought was, it had already learned to conceal part of the Demonic Heart within it.
"Senior Brother Xuanji, why aren't you saying anything?" Chi Yu asked.
Xie Xiyi suppressed the ripples spreading endlessly through his mind, looked away, and said flatly, "What do you want me to say?"
Chi Yu eyed him. "Something's wrong, Senior Brother Xuanji. Why do you seem so listless? Are you unhappy?"
Xie Xiyi paused. "No."
"Yes, you are! You definitely are!" Chi Yu said with absolute certainty. "You've forgotten-we've cultivated with our Divine Sense so many times. You can tell what I'm thinking, and I can tell what you're thinking-"
At the mention of Divine Sense cultivation, Chi Yu's cheeks flushed slightly. He said softly, "Senior Brother Xuanji... hasn't it been a long time since we cultivated with our Divine Sense?"
Xie Xiyi: "..."
He had erased too much of his memory.
Xie Xiyi extended his Divine Sense again and restored the portion about last night's Divine Sense cultivation.
Chi Yu soon remembered what had happened last night and said, somewhat dejectedly, "...Oh, we don't need to cultivate with our Divine Sense anymore."
Xie Xiyi said, "Mm."
A thought struck Chi Yu. "Senior Brother Xuanji, are you unhappy because we can't cultivate with our Divine Sense anymore?"
"No-we're at the peach grove," Xie Xiyi said.
Chi Yu stopped and looked ahead, seeing an entire grove of peach blossoms.
He could not help letting go of Xie Xiyi's hand and flying up into the peach tree with the most brilliant blossoms. With light, nimble movements, he climbed to the very top, broke off a few flowering branches, and floated down to the ground. He hurried excitedly over to