Release the Heroine, Let Me Handle This

Chapter 09: Sharing a secret? ⚡

Having figured out the truth, Ye Wenxin felt a sense of relief, though she chose not to voice her discovery. As night deepened, with just the two of them in the forest, she informed Ling Jue of her intention to sleep.

Ling Jue, holding a book, seemed prepared to spend the long night reading and readily agreed to let her sleep.

Despite her fatigue, Ye Wenxin slept lightly, ever conscious of the many enemies she had made as the Demon Lord and mindful of her surroundings in the wilderness. After about half an hour, she noticed a subtle fragrance. Holding her breath to avoid inhaling it, she maintained her sleeping posture.

Roughly half an hour later, a subtle fragrance wafted through the air. She held her breath, recognizing it as a sedative from Yaowang Valley, likely used by Ling Jue to ensure she slept soundly.

A few minutes passed before Ling Jue rose, setting up a defensive array before stepping outside. Ye Wenxin quietly opened her eyes, slipping out without disturbing the array, and followed him.

Her tracking skills were impeccable, and Ling Jue remained unaware of her presence as she trailed him to a riverside.

There, still in white attire, Ling Jue loosened the bindings, and the previously handsome face softened, exuding an indescribable femininity.

Her beauty was breathtaking, her gentle features evoking an indescribable allure. Ye Wenxin was momentarily stunned, unable to find words for the impact of seeing such a vision.

Yet her brow furrowed as she gazed at her reflection in the water, sighing softly as if burdened by countless sorrows she could not share.

Unable to reveal her beauty to the world, Ling Jue was indeed deserving of the title Enigmatic Young Master.

Respecting Ling Jue's solitude, Ye Wenxin quietly returned to the cave, resuming her earlier position while her mind lingered on the vision of Ling Jue.

Though familiar with the remarkable beauty of her friend and the Saintess, Ling Jue's allure rivaled theirs. If such beauty ranked only fifth, she wondered how stunning Fairy Fengya must be.

Choosing not to dwell further, she resumed her sleep.

Before long, footsteps signaled Ling Jue's return, her face reverting to its handsome guise, though a lingering sadness remained. Ye Wenxin resisted the urge to ask what troubled her, unwilling to reveal her feigned sleep.

"How wonderful it must be to live so simply," a woman's voice escaped Ling Jue's lips, laced with helplessness, tugging at Ye Wenxin's heart.

Such was the plight of those bound by circumstance, unable to live as they wished. Ye Wenxin sighed inwardly, letting her thoughts fade into slumber...

The following day, Ling Jue woke Ye Wenxin, and together they foraged for herbs, with Ling Jue explaining their unique properties.

Ye Wenxin learned quickly, not only due to her alchemical experience but also because her parents had run an herbal shop. Had it not been for the tragedy that compelled her into cultivation, her path might have been different.

Decades had passed, yet for cultivators, the future promised centuries more. Clearing her mind of distractions, Ye Wenxin focused on her herbal lessons with Ling Jue.