Mei Hongyu thought that if she truly had to rely on herself to find her sect, then simply dying in a fall would be far from the worst of it.
She was an exceptionally beautiful female cultivator. Once someone saw through her disguise, being allowed to die outright might even be considered fortunate.
Most likely, she would become someone else's cultivation furnace, subjected day after day to humiliation and harvesting. That would be her final, miserable fate.
And if she wished to find a place to cultivate to the Spirit Transformation Realm, she would likewise have to rack her brains for cultivation resources. With her level of cultivation, that would be a task beset by a thousand hardships and ten thousand difficulties.
The meager cultivation resources she could obtain would not be enough to support her until she broke through to Spirit Transformation. Who knew what year or month she would have to wait until then?
Mei Hongyu had already lost count of how many times Li Yan had acted along the way. Several times, he had even fled wildly with her in tow.
In the end, he had no choice but to place her in the spirit-storage space. Though she had been extremely worried, all she could do was wait helplessly—sometimes for several days, sometimes for months.
It only made her blame herself for being too weak to help him in the slightest. She even thought that if anything happened to Li Yan, she would not rest in peace even in death.
Whatever fate befell her was her own affair, but she had dragged Li Yan into it for no reason...
Fortunately, Li Yan had escaped danger time and again in the end. Mei Hongyu could only engrave every one of those moments deep in her heart.
Feeling that