Chapter 187: Coaxing Master!

After making an appointment with Yi Qinglan, Li Ran cut off the red line.

He sighed in his heart.

He hadn't expected that his actions in the secret chamber would affect Lin Langyue so much.

Not only did he become her Heavenly Dao, but he also became her inner demon.

Therefore, not to mention the fact that there was no danger, even if there was a lot of danger, Li Ran had no reason to retreat.

But thinking of Leng Wuyan's attitude during the day…

"I have to save her, but I have to coax Master first."

Li Ran looked out of the window at the dimly lit Demon Peak. His eyes ignited with fighting spirit.

"Let the battle begin!"

In the headmaster's bedroom, Leng Wuyan sat in her chair and flipped through an album.

The smile on her face did not stop.

This was a gift that Li Ran had given her last time. It was called a comic.

There were pictures of the two of them from their confession to their first date.

Leng Wuyan never got tired of seeing this, so she had to take it out to take a look.

"Ran'er is an observant person. He is indeed very talented. He's just a little too fickle."

For some reason, Li Ran never lacked women.

Whether it was the Righteous geniuses or the Holy Maiden of devil sects, they were all related to him.

This made Leng Wuyan feel a little sour.

The more powerful a cultivator was, the more difficult it was to have children. Therefore, for stronger cultivators, it was very normal for them to have a group of wives and concubines.

But Li Ran was only a Nascent Soul now…

Leng Wuyan wrinkled her nose, her eyes filled with resentment.

"A mere Nascent Soul Realm cultivator has seduced so many women. What would happen when he becomes an Emperor?"

"Last time, I forgave him too easily. Not only did he not restrain himself at all, he even dared to seduce the Righteous Sect geniuses.

"Yeah, I'm going to give him a few days to dry up whatever he says this time…"

At this moment, a loud noise came from outside the bedroom, accompanied by waves of exclamations.

She could still faintly hear the word "Sheng Zi".

Leng Wuyan frowned and walked out of her bedroom.

The deacons of Rakshasa Peak gathered in front of the main hall and looked up into the sky.

"You guys are arguing here…" Before Leng Wuyan could finish her sentence, she was stunned.

One could only see Li Ran hanging in the air, with densely packed Shadow Stones floating beside him, casting a multicolored light.

In the pitch-black night in front of her, it formed a series of huge scenes.

The Shadow Stone had two functions.

One was to record the real scene, such as the scenes of the Sheng sisters.

The second function was to infuse one’s mind into it and leave behind the image they wanted.

It was just that it looked quite different from the real scene.

At this moment, a portion of the image was transmitted from each of the recording stones. It was as if they were assembling a good jigsaw puzzle, making it difficult for people to understand the meaning behind it.

The deacons whispered.

"What is the Sheng Zi doing?"

"Could it be a performance?"

"What kind of performance is this? I can't understand it at all."

"I don't understand either."

"The Sect Master won't be angry this late at night, right?"

Leng Wuyan looked at Li Ran with a puzzled expression.

What was this kid up to?

Cold sweat rolled down Li Ran's forehead.

At the same time, he had to control hundreds of Shadow Stones and make minor adjustments. This was a huge project.

Even with his strengthened soul, it was clearly a little strenuous.

Finally, under his constant debugging, the broken images finally combined, revealing a huge image in the night sky.

It was a beautiful woman.

She was white and tall.

Her white robe fluttered in the wind, her exquisite face was incomparably cold and beautiful. Her right hand held a long sword, and he could feel the oppressive pressure from afar.

It was Sect Master Leng Wuyan.

Seeing this scene and listening to the surrounding discussions, a trace of shyness and nervousness flashed through Leng Wuyan's eyes.

"In front of so many people, does Ran'er want to confess to me in public?"

If that was the case, their relationship would be completely exposed.

Then it wouldn't just be the Youluo Temple, it would probably cause a violent storm in the entire Vast Land. The two of them would also face endless gossip.

"Forget it, since the rules were set by me, who would dare to have any objections?”

"If the people of this world dare to talk nonsense, I will kill them until they shut up!" Just as her imagination ran wild, the image in the sky suddenly moved.

"Leng Wuyan" slowly walked forward as the surrounding scenery changed.

From the time when the grass was long and the spring was full, to the time when the sun was scorching, the fire umbrella was high.

The leaves drifted down, and the ground was covered with snow.

She had been silently moving forward, this road seemed to never end.

After experiencing the spring, summer, autumn, and winter, she did not change at all. There was no one by her side, only the sword in her hand.

The intense loneliness assaulted one's face, making one feel a little depressed.

At this moment, the sword in her hand blurred and slowly turned into a little boy.

The little boy's brows were clear and beautiful, and he was looking at her with a smile.

Leng Wuyan led the little boy forward.

What was different from before was that the scene now became bright and lively. The two of them were also very light-footed, clearly able to sense their joy.

As the seasons changed, the little boy gradually grew up.

His face became clearer and taller. In the end, he was half a head taller than her and became a real man.

That man was Li Ran.

The two of them were still walking forward, holding hands. They did not look like master and disciple, but more like lovers.

At the same time, the angle of the image slowly turned from front to back.

The two in the picture walked forward just like that. Their figures became smaller and smaller, and eventually disappeared into the distance.

And they never let go of each other’s hand.

The scene was silent. Everyone was stunned.

This image was very simple, but it was also very meaningful. It made people think about it.

Crash

The Shadow Stone lost control and fell to the ground like rain.

Li Ran looked exhausted.

Leng Wuyan stared at him in a daze, her heart beating violently, filled with indescribable warmth and softness.

"Ran'er…"

Li Ran landed from the sky.

The crowd subconsciously separated into two paths as he slowly walked to Leng Wuyan.

Under everyone's gaze, the two of them looked at each other with their eyes filled with tenderness.

Li Ran said softly, "Thank you for your company and teachings. Because of that, I reached this stage. And the following years…

"Let your disciple be your sword."

His voice was not loud, but it was full of deep feelings.

Leng Wuyan's eyes were misty and her right hand was tightly covering her chest.

“This traitor… He really took my life!"