I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 81

Yuncheng is a very suitable place for retirement.

Sometimes Shang Can couldn't help but feel this way. After all, the people here were simple and kind, everyone was quite warm, the food was delicious, and even the wind seemed gentler than in Yan Yang.

Her days in Yuncheng were uneventful, unlike those past years filled with thrilling battles and the heavy burden of dancing on the edge of a knife. It was as if a white curtain in front of her had shielded her from many of the mundane worries of the world. Shang Can had temporarily set aside the Dao Heart Lotus Seeds and the issues with Qin Yi, living a carefree life. Each day, she did nothing but sit idly in the Cloud Residence, with her greatest annoyance being the three doses of bitter medicinal soup she had to take daily.

Since she couldn't see, many typical ways of passing the time were no longer available to her. Yet Yun Duan was always attentive to her, constantly by her side. Even though Shang Can tried to dissuade her, she eventually gave in and accepted the not-so-willing demon lord's company, keeping Yun Duan by her side.

However, whenever Shang Can ordered Wan Shao to read aloud to her, nine times out of ten, the task would end up falling to Yun Duan. Shang Can would lean quietly against the back of her chair, listening to Yun Duan's cool voice. In those moments of daze, it felt like she could hear the crisp sound of a qin being played on the Yuheng Peak of Qingyu in the past.

She had stolen half a day's leisure.

During this time, Chu Ming visited once, chattering on as usual with a bunch of trivialities, before casually suggesting, "Why don't you return to Qingyu?"

Shang Can ignored him, having already zoned out. She absentmindedly stroked her chin, secretly wondering if she had gained some weight from being pampered by Yun Duan recently.

Impatient, Chu Ming dropped all pretense and openly urged her, "Even though you are the Canzhe, changing your identity is as simple as when you went from being Shang Can to the Canzhe. Even if you don't want to, we have ways to clear your name from your demon cultivator identity. At most, all you'd need to do is stop using Tianhuo."

He kept repeating his points, urging her to return to Qingyu. Shang Can, long unused to this kind of persistence, started to get a headache. Frowning, she rubbed her temples distractedly and replied, "I know what I'm doing."

Perhaps sensing that she didn't want to continue the topic, Chu Ming reluctantly changed the subject, concerned, "Why haven't your eyes healed yet?"

Shang Can hesitated, her fingers instinctively sliding down to touch the white cloth covering her eyes as she heard Chu Ming continue, worried, "As the saying goes, prolonged illness becomes chronic. Although Yuncheng has plenty of medicinal herbs, it still can't compare to the resources of a major sect like Qingyu. Why not return to Qingyu and have the medical cultivators on Yaoguang Peak take a look at you?"

Before he could finish, Chu Ming stopped himself, forcing a sheepish smile, and added, "Oh, and Yun Duan's jade token has been repaired, but Master Wangyue won't let me deliver it for her. She has to retrieve it herself. Come to think of it, with the lack of news about Yunzhong-jun lately, people in the cultivation world are starting to get worried."

His words had a way of stirring unease, and even as the moon reached its zenith, Shang Can remained lost in thought. Sitting in the courtyard pavilion, she muttered as if talking to herself, "Has it been some time since I came to Yuncheng?"

"Twenty-three days. Not too long."

A voice she had grown accustomed to echoed nearby, closer than Shang Can expected. She lifted her head in a daze, catching the faint scent of a cool, snowy fragrance beside her.