At this moment, Luo Siyun felt that her thoughts were truly damned!
Why on earth had she doubted Master?
Clearly, Master was already back!
Why!
How had she become such a person?
To actually doubt Master!
A mixture of sorrow and happiness washed over her, filling Luo Siyun's heart with an overwhelming sense of guilt.
So much so that she burst into tears all over again.
She stood there completely dazed, utterly at a loss for what to do.
At the same time, soft sobbed sounds escaped her lips.
Hearing these sounds, Qingyu, who had just used his spiritual power to reduce the medicinal pill to powder, directly turned around and looked at his obedient disciple with some puzzlement.
He had merely dropped a Grade 5 Medicinal Pill inside—why was she crying again?
In Qingyu's eyes, Luo Siyun should have been just like Liu Yashi; after hugging him and crying once, she wouldn't cry anymore.
Even when he took out the medicinal pill, it shouldn't have made her cry like this.
Luo Siyun's helpless, sobbing appearance left Qingyu completely bewildered.
She certainly didn't look like she was crying tears of joy.
This prompted Qingyu to open his mouth and ask,
"Yuner, you..."
Yet before he could finish, Qingyu saw his eldest disciple suddenly hurl herself at him once more.
Another wave of softness hit him as Luo Siyun reached out with both hands and tightly embraced Qingyu's sturdy body.
Lifting her head, Luo Siyun cried as she shouted aloud,
"Master... Master! I actually doubted you! I thought you hadn't recovered and were testing me just like a year ago, but it turns out Master, you really have recovered!"
"Wuwuwu... I am truly damned! To actually doubt Master! Master, Yuner... Yuner is not a qualified disciple!"
"Master, quickly... quickly punish Yuner! Wuwuwu... Yuner actually dared to doubt Master... when clearly Master took out such a precious Grade 5 Medicinal Pill..."
"Master, I'm sorry... Wuwuwu..."
Having said all this, a wave of intense shame washed over Luo Siyun's heart.
She turned her face slightly to the side, not daring to meet Master's gaze.
Hearing these words, though Qingyu was somewhat startled inside, he didn't feel there was anything wrong with his good disciple thinking this way.
After all, the things he had done before were truly too hateful.
They had driven such an obedient, sensible, and capable good disciple to this state.
Therefore, the fault was not the good disciple's, but his own.
If not for the fact that over the past four years he had kept his good disciples living under his shadow, his eldest disciple Luo Siyun would never have become like this.
And even at a time like this, she still blamed herself...
Qingyu couldn't help letting out a sigh, then reached out with his right hand to gently wipe the tears from his good disciple's face.
"No, it was Master who was wrong."
"If Master hadn't done those bad things before, you wouldn't have thought this way, Yuner."
"So the one who truly needs to apologize is Master."
"Yuner, Master has made you suffer."
As Qingyu spoke these words, an incomparably gentle smile appeared on his face. When he finished the last sentence, his right hand moved upward to rest on Luo Siyun's head.
He gently stroked his good disciple's head just like that.
Looking at Luo Siyun's exquisite and breathtaking face, Qingyu felt a wave of comfort.
He had finally spoken what was in his heart.
If there was anyone he truly owed, it was naturally these people by his side.
They could clearly have fled, yet they chose to stay by his side all along, enduring both psychological and physical torment.
Back then, the Wendao Sect of Qingyu's past was grand indeed, but when he became abnormal due to the influence of the original text, almost everyone in the Wendao Sect fled as soon as they learned their sect had provoked the forces of the female protagonist.
After all, the protagonist halo of a female protagonist was simply too exaggerated.
Everyone who fought against her would lose.Even if one managed to briefly defeat the female protagonist, in the end, they would still be counter-killed by this mighty heroine.
Coupled with the fact that this plot was designed to shape Qingyu into a villainous demon lord who ends up with absolutely nothing.
Only his three obedient disciples and one grand elder remained by his side, right up until the present moment.
Yet Qingyu, who knew every single plot development of the original story, was well aware that in a short while, he would drive these three obedient disciples of his to their deaths, while that grand elder would die of illness.
He would completely become a lonely man.
Yet even at the very end, not a single one of his three obedient disciples blamed him—including the female grand elder who died of illness, none of them held any resentment toward Qingyu.
They only believed that it was all their own fault.
Just like Luo Siyun right now.
Looking at this exquisitely beautiful young royal sister figure, dressed in a light black gauze skirt and exuding a faint fragrance, what else could Qingyu feel besides helplessness?
Fortunately, there was still time now; it was not yet too late for regrets.
Starting today, Qingyu was going to properly take care of the people around him.
Hearing Qingyu's words, Luo Siyun immediately turned her head back, her eyes wide open as she locked gazes with Qingyu.
After staring at each other for several seconds, Luo Siyun's delicately tear-stained face suddenly broke into a smile.
Nodding gently, Luo Siyun shed tears of genuine joy this time.
"Mmm... Master, Yuner doesn't care!"
"As long as Master can recover, then for Yuner,"
"Yuner wants to... be with Master forever!"
After finishing these words to Qingyu, an extremely obvious blush instantly surfaced on Luo Siyun's cheeks.
The temperature of her slender body began to grow somewhat feverish, and fine beads of sweat unconsciously popped up on her forehead.
That was because what she meant by being with Master forever did not simply refer to remaining with Master forever in a master-disciple relationship.
Rather... a more intimate relationship between a man and a woman.
In the Immortal Cultivation World, it was not as though there were no master-disciple relationships that blossomed into romantic tales.
It was merely rather rare.
However, this was not something readily accepted by mainstream cultivators.
Therefore, it required Luo Siyun to possess an extremely strong state of mind, requiring the cultivation of the heart.
For cultivators, what they practiced was not just the physical body, but also the mind.
A cultivator who did not cultivate the mind would easily lose themselves and become a rogue cultivator devoid of reason.
The Heavenly Dao was precisely like this: it bestowed upon cultivators the method to transcend everything and elevate themselves, yet the mind must be cultivated.
Otherwise, problems would most definitely arise.
Of course, the moral principles of mind cultivation differed for various cultivators.
For instance, a righteous cultivator believed that protecting all living beings in the world was right.
Meanwhile, a demonic cultivator believed that killing people and offering blood sacrifices to enhance their power was right. Both were correct, only the paths chosen were different.
What mind cultivation sought was an open and untroubled mind.
Luo Siyun was just like that right now.
In her view, developing a relationship with her Master that transcended the master-disciple bond, and subsequently staying with Master forever, was the right thing to do.
It ought to be just like this.
Much like her other two junior sister apprentices—who also desired to develop a relationship with Qingyu that went beyond the master-disciple bond—she had harbored this thought deep within her heart for a long time.
And through years of cultivating her state of mind, this thought had grown so strong that she simply had to be with her Master.
To put it another way, their romantic feelings for their Master had surpassed everything else.
Meanwhile, Qingyu had no idea that his obedient disciple held such thoughts toward him.
After all, in the original story, they had not revealed it particularly overtly.
Consequently, seeing his obedient disciple's slightly flushed, exquisitely beautiful face, Qingyu let out a soft chuckle and responded gently.
"Of course. Master will never abandon you, Yuner."
"We will definitely be able to stay together forever."