Seeing Luo Siyun suddenly burst into tears, Qingyu was not surprised at all.
After all, his third disciple, Liu Yashi, had also broken down in tears the moment she learned he had recovered.
Even though Yuner was more mature in mind than Shier and three years older, she still could not hold back the release of her inner emotions.
Because the news of their Master's recovery was simply too overwhelmingly joyful.
How could she possibly restrain herself?
As the tears fell, Luo Siyun began to sob.
Yet on that exquisite and breathtakingly gorgeous mature face of hers, an intensely radiant smile bloomed.
"Master... you... you've finally recovered!"
"Master, Master, Master!!"
Crying out his name three times, Luo Siyun threw her arms wide and lunged forward.
Plop...
Wrapping her arms tightly around Qingyu's sturdy frame, Luo Siyun buried her face straight into his chest.
Inhaling this familiar yet unfamiliar scent, Luo Siyun felt far from satisfied.
She wanted more!
She wanted to do this with Master every single day; no matter the time, she wanted to be together with Master.
As Master's eldest disciple, she had already lost far too much.
She had even almost lost Master himself.
She had almost forgotten what Master's gentle expression used to look like.
Yet now, she remembered it all once again.
That gentle Master had returned.
Her memories were no longer a blur.
Instead, they had turned into reality.
A gentle Master was truly wonderful.
Holding Qingyu tightly, Luo Siyun felt an incomparable sense of fulfillment.
Looking down at the little mature beauty in his arms, Qingyu let out a helpless sigh.
Then, with a smile, he placed his left hand upon her right shoulder, while his right hand gently caressed her long, silky black hair.
That cascade of dark hair was still damp with water droplets, making it feel somewhat cool to the touch.
Yet it was exceptionally smooth and wonderfully comfortable to stroke.
It felt just like petting an adorable little black cat.
Right at that moment, however, Qingyu suddenly noticed Luo Siyun's delicate body tremble.
"Hiss!"
With a shudder, Luo Siyun could not help drawing a sharp breath.The wounds on her body accidentally rubbed against something.
Coupled with the fact that she had just soaked in water, she naturally felt wave after wave of intense pain.
This pain, which pierced straight to the bone, was far more excruciating than the pain radiating from the huge wound on Liu Yashi's back just moments ago.
It felt as though her bones were being shattered, her skin sliced open, and her bones forcibly squeezed out.
This exaggerated, agonizing pain was more than even Luo Siyun, a Mid Golden Core cultivator, could bear.
Yet, the moment Luo Siyun thought of the fact that she could embrace her Master, and was indeed embracing her Master right now, the pain on her body seemed to diminish significantly.
Careless of the pain wracking her body, she hugged her Master even tighter.
She wished she could fuse her entire body onto her Master.
She had already lost her Master for far too long and had to make up for it.
Not even the pain coursing through her entire body could stop her from feeling her Master's presence.
Burying her face deep against Qingyu's chest, Luo Siyun held Qingyu tightly in this embrace.Looking at Luo Siyun, who was trembling all over from pain yet holding on even tighter, Qingyu could not help feeling a surge of helplessness in his heart.
Had she not been subjected to physical and mental torment by him for the past four years, would she have become like this?
Even in such agony, she still stubbornly refused to let go of him.
With no other choice, Qingyu could only gently stroke his obedient disciple's head with his right hand, while his left hand released spiritual power to slightly heal the wounds on Luo Siyun's body.
Very quickly, Luo Siyun felt a wave of comfort.
The pain coming from her wounds lessened significantly.
Her delicate body, which had been trembling from the pain, stopped shaking as well.
Luo Siyun loosened her grip on Qingyu slightly and raised her head a little.
That breathtakingly beautiful face, stained with tears, was thus exposed to Qingyu's eyes, appearing exceptionally pitiful.
Clearly a mature, regal-type woman, she was nevertheless acting so delicate and fragile, creating a stark contrast.
It was enough to make Qingyu unconsciously swallow hard.
Then, he spoke."Ahem... Yuner, your wounds are a bit serious. Let Master use spiritual power to temporarily suppress the pain for you."
With that, Qingyu channeled the spiritual power within his body, took a medicinal pill from his Storage Ring, and placed it on his left hand.
The pill was green, and the moment it was taken out, the entire room filled with the fragrance of medicine.
Luo Siyun knew a great deal about medicinal pills, as she was a Grade 1 Alchemist herself.
When she saw the five medicinal patterns on the pill, her eyes widened instantly.
"Master! Could this be... a Grade 5 Medicinal Pill?!"
This was the first time Luo Siyun had ever seen such a precious medicinal pill.
A Grade 5 Medicinal Pill! There were probably very few people in the entire Immortal Cultivation World who possessed one!
Yet her master actually had such a Grade 5 Medicinal Pill.
Furthermore, the moment this pill was brought out, she felt a faint, itchy sensation of her wounds beginning to heal.
Could it be that Master took out this medicinal pill to treat her?
As soon as this thought arose, Luo Siyun instantly dismissed it in her heart as impossible.
Even though Master had recovered slightly, it was absolutely impossible for him to have fully recovered.
Besides, this was a Grade 5 Medicinal Pill—so unimaginably rare in the entire Immortal Cultivation World that it could drive fathers and sons to turn against each other, husbands and wives to fight, and masters and disciples to kill one another!
There were countless examples in the Immortal Cultivation World of people turning on each other over a single medicinal pill.
Even her master surely wouldn't give her this Grade 5 Medicinal Pill so easily.
The experiences of the past four years forced Luo Siyun to think this way.
What if Master was simply testing her?
It wasn't as though it had never happened before.
A year ago, Master had once handed her a supreme-grade weapon, and back then she had thought Master had recovered.
Unexpectedly, the moment she took the supreme-grade weapon, Master slapped her across the face.
She had also been severely reprimanded.
He had said something about how she couldn't even resist the temptation of a supreme-grade weapon, and how could she possibly resist even greater temptations in the future?
At this thought, Luo Siyun felt a chill run through her entire body.
No! Could it be that this time, too, Master was testing her, which was why he put on a normal facade and took out a Grade 5 Medicinal Pill as if to give it to her?
The moment she thought that Master had not recovered at all, an expression of utter terror instantly appeared on Luo Siyun's face.
The feeling of having hope finally within reach, only for it to vanish, pushed her to the brink of collapse.
Yet right at that moment, she heard Qingyu speak in an incomparably gentle voice.
"Yuner, your current cultivation realm is only Mid Golden Core, so you cannot bear the full medicinal potency of this Grade 5 Medicinal Pill."
"Therefore, Master will crush the pill into powder and put it into your medicinal bath."
"Yuner, you must absorb it well and not waste a single bit."
"Well... of course, even if it goes to waste, it doesn't matter. Master can just go get you another Grade 5 Medicinal Pill."
"After all, you are my good disciple."
After speaking these gentle words, Qingyu gently patted Luo Siyun's head with his right hand.
Then, without the slightest hesitation, he walked over to the wooden tub filled with hot water. Without any hesitation at all, with a gentle pinch, that Grade 5 Medicinal Pill—which in Luo Siyun's eyes was incomparably precious and exceedingly rare throughout the entire Immortal Cultivation World—turned into powder and fell into the medicinal water.
Two seconds later, the completely transparent medicinal water instantly turned a light blue color.
From within it, an incomparably rich aura of spiritual power began to radiate.
This aura manifested into a physical presence, allowing Luo Siyun to distinctly feel that some of the minor wounds on her body were beginning to heal.
Yet she did not place her attention on her own body; instead, she simply stared fixedly at Master Qingyu.
Her mind went completely blank.
She had thought Master was testing her, but she never expected that Master had truly returned!
And he had given her the Grade 5 Medicinal Pill without the slightest hesitation!