The Cloud-Piercing Peak was a place ordinary people couldn't approach, let alone spy on. But today was special—three figures stood suspended in mid-air.
Jiang Ningshu remarked, "Don’t tell me this is also your doing. Just as bold as you are."
Nangong Xiyun retorted, "Don’t spout nonsense. I only taught cultivation-related matters."
Little Yu whispered timidly from the side, "Maybe we should leave. It’s not good to watch like this."
But no one paid her any heed.
They had been there for quite some time.
Even if the Sect Master could stall, he couldn’t delay for too long—and Nangong Xiyun quickly realized he was doing just that. So, she made up an excuse and left with Little Yu.
At the time, Nangong Xiyun didn’t understand why the Sect Master was stalling, but she didn’t care. As long as Su Luo’s time wasn’t disturbed.
But when she returned and couldn’t find Su Luo, she began searching—only to discover Jiang Ningshu at the peak of Cloud-Piercing Peak.
And so, this scene unfolded. Nangong Xiyun finally understood why the Sect Master had been stalling.
She couldn’t help but marvel at Li Siyi’s efficiency.
Jiang Ningshu continued, "I’m not too familiar with Li Siyi. Are she and Su Luo really that close?"
Su Luo had only arrived the day before—this seemed almost rushed.
"Childhood friends. What do you think?" Nangong Xiyun replied.
"No wonder. But if they’re childhood friends, why is this their first time? Compared to you two, she’s way behind."
"What do you mean ‘way behind’? Things happen when emotions run deep. It’s not like I can control it."
Little Yu nodded in agreement.
Jiang Ningshu teased further, "Tsk, tsk. So, Li Siyi and Su Luo are childhood sweethearts with deep feelings, yet you two snatched the prize first. Must be hard to swallow."
"Are you trying to pick a fight? Stirring up trouble between us? And what ‘hard to swallow’ nonsense are you spouting?"
"Just making conversation. But why is Li Siyi in such a hurry?"
Little Yu explained, "Because she missed many chances before. It’s been hard for her to find Su Luo, so she had to wait until now."
Nangong Xiyun added, "If not for you, they might not even be together today."
"What did I do?" Jiang Ningshu feigned ignorance.
"Don’t play dumb. You know exactly what you did."
Little Yu nodded again—whether last night or today, she felt Jiang Ningshu had been giving them subtle pushes.
"Fine, if you say so. Doesn’t matter to me either way."
The three of them continued chatting, showing no intention of leaving.
After some time, Su Luo and Li Siyi still hadn’t finished.
"What’s wrong? You look like you want to go in," Jiang Ningshu remarked.
"I do not."
Nangong Xiyun averted her gaze from the room.
"You’re usually fearless. Why hesitate now? This isn’t the Nangong Xiyun I know."
"I never said I was fearless. And you talk too much. If you want to go in, be my guest."
"Alright then."
Jiang Ningshu had been considering it anyway—standing outside was tiring.
But Nangong Xiyun and Little Yu immediately grabbed her and dragged her away.
Did Jiang Ningshu have no common sense? This was not the time to barge in.
Some time later, inside the room, everything had concluded.
Li Siyi lay atop Su Luo, much like the night before, though her weight was slightly lighter.
"I feel like I’ve taken a huge advantage," Li Siyi said, thoroughly satisfied.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because right now, I don’t deserve you."
Su Luo found the notion ridiculous. "An ‘inferior member’ of the Heavenly Demon Sect? What’s there to deserve or not?"
"In my eyes, you’re exceptional."
Peerless cultivation, kindness to those close to him, lazy yet responsible when it mattered…
With every virtue Li Siyi recalled, she felt even more grateful to have met the real Su Luo.
"Is that so? Truthfully, everything I do is for myself." Su Luo wasn’t lying—most of his actions were driven by his own goals.
"I know."
"And you’re not angry?"
"Because I know."
Su Luo was baffled. What kind of answer was that? And why wouldn’t she be angry just because she knew?
Why?
Li Siyi suspected Su Luo had forgotten how many times he’d helped her.
Sometimes, he even went out of his way for her sake.
It was never just about himself, no matter what he claimed.
And because of the diary, many things had changed—all thanks to him.
Thinking of this, Li Siyi took Su Luo fiercely once more.
......
The next day, Li Siyi led Su Luo away from Cloud-Piercing Peak.
Her mood was excellent.
Hehe.
But when she saw Nangong Xiyun, the cheer faded.
It was still a little awkward.
Neither of them knew what to say.
Little Yu approached Su Luo’s side. She didn’t have anything to say either, but being near him was enough.
Jiang Ningshu, however, remarked, "You two took your time."
"That’s normal," Su Luo replied.
Nangong Xiyun decided to maintain her dignified mentor persona. "You’re back just in time. There’s an event at Tianheng Peak—let’s go take a look."
Best to ease the tension with an activity. Things would naturally settle with time.
"Right, right," Li Siyi agreed.
Since no one had other plans, they might as well follow the suggestion.
As they wandered, Nangong Xiyun and Li Siyi gradually relaxed, returning to their earlier harmonious dynamic.
Some things didn’t need to be spoken aloud.
......
In the following days, Su Luo and his companions ate, drank, and enjoyed themselves.
It was a rare vacation—no thoughts of the future, just pure relaxation.
Though, in truth, it was more for Li Siyi’s sake. Su Luo and the others treated every day like a holiday.
Li Siyi had been buried in sect affairs for too long.
So, the Sect Master made sure not to assign her any tasks, even instructing the other elders not to cause trouble.
Of course, those elders, upon learning of Su Luo’s return, wanted to throw a grand celebration.
Why should the youngsters have all the fun? Weren’t they just as generous in honoring achievements?
But the Sect Master stopped them. He knew better—the greatest reward for both Su Luo and Li Siyi was simply not being disturbed.
At night, Su Luo’s room remained lively.
But when Li Siyi was present, Nangong Xiyun wasn’t. They seemed to have an unspoken agreement—never appearing in his room at the same time.
Li Siyi didn’t visit Su Luo every night either, leaving some time for her mentor.
Yet Nangong Xiyun scolded her: "You’ve probably spent less time with Su Luo than I have."
Ouch.
After that, Nangong Xiyun stopped visiting Su Luo at night, leaving those hours to Li Siyi.
But Li Siyi could only smile wryly.
With Jiang Ningshu and Little Yu around, what else could they possibly do?
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