Nonetheless, he stood up, removed the illusion array, and let Lan Yulan fly away. He returned to his abode, chastising himself, "This is what you get for trying to get laid on the second date. I should have waited until at least the third."
He headed to his alchemy room and started concocting pills. Afterward, he began to cultivate to calm his overexcited Dao heart. He cultivated and concocted for a week before Blacky informed him of Lan Yulan's return.
Han Cai flew to meet her swiftly; today was their third date, and he might get lucky.
When Han Cai returned late that night, he wasn't pleased. Even on their third date, they spent the whole day chatting before she left, leaving him frustrated. However, his disappointment was short-lived. He enjoyed hanging out and chatting with her, so it wasn't entirely unpleasant.
Another week later, she came again, and once more, they spent the day chatting and hanging out.
As time went on, their meetings became routine. Lan Yulan would visit, they would chat for hours, and then she would leave. Every time, Han Cai thought that this might be his lucky day, only to be disappointed. Yet, he enjoyed her company and was content with his life.
Before he knew it, ten years had passed. He and Lan Yulan would frequently meet unless one of them was cultivating in seclusion. They would always inform each other in advance in such cases.
Over the course of these ten years, Han Cai and Lan Yulan shared more than mere conversations; they shared the tapestry of their lives. They lived in a unique bubble of time, unfazed by the chaos of the outside world, exploring the facets of each other's souls.
Their meetings weren't merely a way to pass time. Instead, they were a ritual that allowed them to grow closer, to understand each other on a deeper level. Over the years, they began to learn about each other's preferences, quirks, fears, and dreams. They discussed topics ranging from cultivation techniques and elixir recipes to past adventures and dreams of the future. The understanding between them deepened with each encounter, an invisible thread of connection that continued to strengthen.
Lan Yulan, with her figure of elegance and grace, often filled the quiet desert nights with her enchanting stories and profound wisdom. And Han Cai, despite his initial advances, started respecting her space and views. They taught each other, learned from each other, and slowly built a bond that was as profound as it was unique.
There were nights where they would simply sit together in comfortable silence, watching the stars in the vast desert sky. In those moments, words seemed unnecessary. Their mere presence was a solace for the other. They would often lose themselves in the peace of the desert night, each comfortable in the other's presence.
In times of seclusion, when one of them would retreat to cultivate, the absence was keenly felt. A feeling of incompleteness would fill the air, only to vanish when they reunited. The excitement of sharing the breakthroughs and the acquired wisdom kept their bond vibrant and alive.
Despite the lack of physical intimacy, their emotional connection was palpable. It was as if they understood each other without needing to voice their thoughts or feelings. The stolen glances, the fleeting touches, and the unspoken understanding built a silent language that only they understood.
Their relationship was not perfect. They had their share of disagreements and misunderstandings, but they always found a way back to each other. The relationship they had was a strange mix of friendship, companionship, and unspoken love that was slowly beginning to bloom.
The ten years of their romance was not merely about companionship, it was about growth. They challenged each other, supported each other, and above all, respected each other. The girl who initially moved Han Cai's Dao Heart had now become an integral part of his life.
While Han Cai was savoring the bliss of romance, the Azure Dragon Sect was in turmoil because war had been declared. The war was supposed to take place in the Empyrean Mystic Realm. All the sects shared custody of this realm, and since all the resources from this realm had been depleted long ago, most of the wars and battles took place here.
However, never in the Realm's history had a battle of this magnitude been slated to take place, where the two largest sects and their alliances would fight to the death. The Azure Dragon Sect had already started sending a large number of cultivators to the Empyrean Mystic Realm to prepare for the upcoming war.
One night, when Han Cai went to meet Lan Yulan, he found her sitting quietly on the dune. He sat beside her, and seeing that she wasn't going to speak, he asked, "Is everything ok?"
Lan Yulan shook her head. "I will be going to war with Lan Yanmei."
Han Cai gave her a curious look. "So, you don't want to go to war?"
Lan Yulan replied, "It's not that. I do want to go, but I'm worried about the many Cultivators from our sect who will suffer and die in the war."
Han Cai nodded. "That's the nature of wars. What can we do? My suggestion is for you to avoid it."
Lan Yulan asked, "Why?"
Han Cai replied, "It would not be pleasant for me if you die, would it?"
Lan Yulan frowned. "Most of the guys are promising my friends that they will give their lives to protect them in the war. And here you are, saying that you will feel bad if I die."
Han Cai responded without any shame, "They are brave souls with Ascension Realm cultivation. I am just a Foundation Establishment level little boy."
Lan Yulan gave him an amusing look. "So when it comes to war, you're a little boy, but when it comes to other things, you're a man."
Her question was legitimate, as Han Cai had made advances almost every time they met.
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