Chapter 109: Chapter 107: Frenzied Eating, Accumulating Life Fire

Wu Liangchen arrived at Yang Lian’Er’s room, a bit confused.

Sure enough.

Yang Lian’Er was already awake, staring blankly at the ceiling.

When Wu Liangchen came in, she spoke in a weak voice, "Mengchan, you go eat first. It’s fine if you just leave your brother here."

"Alright!" Wu Mengchan didn’t suspect a thing and turned to leave.

Only Wu Liangchen and Yang Lian’Er were left in the room.

Wu Liangchen sat on the edge of the bed. He first reached out to touch Yang Lian’Er’s forehead, then nodded.

"The fever’s gone down a bit. You should be fine in another two days."

Yang Lian’Er didn’t say a word, just stared blankly at Wu Liangchen.

"What’s wrong?" Wu Liangchen asked, finding it a little strange.

Before Yang Lian’Er could speak, tears started to fall.

"I just dreamed of Aunt Fan."

Wu Liangchen was taken aback, then sighed. "Don’t be sad. How can your body recover if you’re always like this?"

Yang Lian’Er wiped away her tears and said in a low voice, "Actually, I’ve been awake for a while, I just haven’t been talking. And I’ve been thinking a lot."

At this, Yang Lian’Er’s eyes flew open. She spoke with immense seriousness, "Wu Liangchen, do you think I’m a jinx?"

"Why would you say that?" Wu Liangchen asked, surprised.

"Because I’ve been thinking for a long time, and I realized that everyone who gets close to me seems to be harmed by me."

"Take you, for instance. You nearly died from a severe illness when you were pulling the cart for me. Now, because of me, you’ve been dragged into one battle after another, facing danger time and again."

"And Aunt Fan... I grew up with her, and in the end, she died because of me too."

At this, Yang Lian’Er’s voice choked with sobs. "So if I’m not a jinx, what am I?"

Wu Liangchen was silent for a moment, then gently shook his head.

"You’re wrong. These things may have happened because of you, but they were beyond your control. People’s hearts are wicked. You can’t punish yourself for the evil and mistakes of others."

Yang Lian’Er slowly stopped crying and looked at Wu Liangchen with tear-filled eyes.

"You put it well. It’s true they weren’t things I could control. But the problem is, they all came because of me! Because of this bullshit Saintess identity, because of this so-called special constitution of mine, so many people ended up dead. Tell me... if I’m not a jinx, what am I?"

Just as Wu Liangchen was about to speak, Yang Lian’Er suddenly sat up, completely ignoring the sliver of skin revealed at her chest, and said very seriously.

"So, I’ve thought it through. Since everything is happening because of this virgin body of mine that can help others cultivate, then I don’t want it anymore."

"Take me. Instead of being coveted by so many people, I’d rather give myself to you. After all, you’ve saved me so many times, and I don’t dislike you. I even like you a little. I’m willing to give myself to you."

Having said this, Yang Lian’Er closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed crimson, and her whole body trembled slightly.

This was indeed an idea she had arrived at after long and careful consideration.

Rather than letting someone else have her, it would be better to give herself to Wu Liangchen, and then find a place to live out the rest of her miserable days.

But she waited for a long time without any action from Wu Liangchen. Instead, a blanket was suddenly draped over her, and she heard Wu Liangchen’s gentle voice.

"Don’t be ridiculous."

"I’m not being ridiculous. I’m serious about everything I said," Yang Lian’Er said, opening her eyes and speaking with great earnestness.

"I know you’re serious. But who do you think you’re doing right by with this?"

"Are you doing right by Aunt Fan? Or by yourself?" Wu Liangchen’s tone grew colder.

Yang Lian’Er lowered her head, tears dripping down.

Seeing this, Wu Liangchen couldn’t help but soften his tone. He said gently, "I know you feel guilty, that you think Aunt Fan’s death was your fault. You even want to punish yourself by debasing yourself. But do you think that’s useful?"

"It is useful!" Yang Lian’Er suddenly looked up and said earnestly, "At the very least, it can help you advance in your martial arts."

"Do you think I need that?" Wu Liangchen retorted.

Yang Lian’Er was suddenly at a loss for words.

That’s right.

’Wu Liangchen’s progress since he started practicing martial arts has been as fast as a rocket. How could he possibly need this?’

At that moment, Wu Liangchen looked at the bewildered Yang Lian’Er and said softly, "You were so overcome with grief before that you weren’t thinking clearly, so I didn’t tell you. Do you know what Aunt Fan told me before she passed away?"

"What did she say?" Yang Lian’Er immediately asked.

"She gave you two paths. If you’re tired of this kind of life, then I’m to send you out of Great Yan to find a quiet place and live the life of an ordinary person."

"But if you’re unwilling, then I’m to send you to the Huangpu Guard. Someone there will take you in and help you through your current difficulties."

Yang Lian’Er looked bewildered at first. After a long while, her eyes gradually regained their focus. Then she spoke to Wu Liangchen.

"Who is the person at the Huangpu Guard?"

"The abbess of Jingxin Courtyard."

"The abbess of Jingxin Courtyard..." Yang Lian’Er murmured softly.

"You know of this person?"

"I remember when I was little, Aunt Fan vaguely mentioned her once. But when I asked about it, she refused to say more and even scolded me for it."

Yang Lian’Er had an excellent memory, remembering even things from her childhood clearly, so she recalled this incident as soon as Wu Liangchen mentioned it.

"So..." Wu Liangchen asked very seriously.

"What is your choice?"

Yang Lian’Er answered without hesitation, "I want to go to the Huangpu Guard. I want to see just who this person Aunt Fan mentioned is."

"And I want to get stronger. If I had been strong enough back then, no one would have dared to covet me, and Aunt Fan wouldn’t have died."

As she said this, her gaze was exceptionally firm.

"Good!" Wu Liangchen had actually guessed Yang Lian’Er would choose this path, so he nodded. He then glanced at her and smiled.

"So, are you still planning to offer yourself to me?"

The moment he said this, Yang Lian’Er’s face flushed red. She finally realized how long she had been exposed and immediately lay back down, pulling the blanket over her head.

"I was just talking in my sleep. I don’t remember a thing I said."

Wu Liangchen chuckled and shook his head, then turned and walked out.

After he left, Yang Lian’Er finally peeked out from under the blanket and glanced at the doorway with a complicated expression.

She was very grateful for what Wu Liangchen had done, but besides that, she also had some doubts.

’Have I gotten ugly? Otherwise, how could that guy be so calm when faced with such an easy temptation?’

Meanwhile, Wu Liangchen went into the courtyard and took a deep breath to suppress the trace of heat in his heart.

To be honest, any man would have been tempted in that situation.

But one thing that set Wu Liangchen apart from others was his terrifyingly strong self-control.

Besides, he didn’t want to betray Erya!

So, after just a moment, Wu Liangchen had completely calmed down. He turned and went back to his room to sleep.

「Just like that, a night passed.」 The next day, Yang Lian’Er could get out of bed and walk around. Her overall mental state was also much better than before.

Seeing this, Wu Liangchen was relieved. He then began to eat voraciously to accumulate as much Life Fire as possible.

This time, Jin Cui and her husband, as well as her mother-in-law, were truly stunned.

After all, not many people could eat a dozen chickens plus half a pig in a single day.

Thankfully, Wu Liangchen had given them plenty of money. Otherwise, the cost of the meat alone would have bankrupted their little eatery.

A day passed. After finishing dinner, Wu Liangchen finally put down his chopsticks, leaving a table full of bones behind as he went back to his room to sleep.

Only then did everyone breathe a small sigh of relief.

Jin Cui’s mother-in-law couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, "Daughter-in-law, what’s the deal with that young man? He looks so refined, how can he eat so much?"

"How would I know?" Jin Cui was also completely shocked, thinking to herself, ’No wonder the two of them had to leave the city. With an appetite like that, they probably couldn’t even afford to eat!’

Wu Liangchen went back to his room and fell asleep immediately. He didn’t stir until the dead of night, when his eyes suddenly snapped open. He picked up his bag, paper, and a pen, got dressed, and leaped into the darkness, heading for the woods where he had buried the stone.