Chapter 50: Am I That Kind of Beast?

"Let's take a break and wait for her to wake up before we make any plans!" 

Chen Qingyan nodded and continued to meditate to restore her strength.

Lin Fengmian occasionally checked on Liu Mei, offering her water and monitoring her condition to prevent infection and fever.

At first, Chen Qingyan kept an eye on him, but when she saw he was behaving himself and not doing anything inappropriate, she ignored him.

Lin Fengmian silently cursed himself. "Am I that kind of beast?"

Although Liu Mei did look somewhat tempting in her weak and pitiful state.

As he rested with nothing to do, the twin fish pendant on his chest suddenly glowed.

Unknowingly, three days had passed. He gazed at the unconscious Liu Mei and the focused Chen Qingyan, deliberately sitting a bit farther away.

He closed his eyes and responded to the pendant's call.

Lin Fengmian found himself back in that mysterious space.

By the dark river stood a woman of extraordinary beauty—Luo Xue.

However, Luo Xue looked cold as ice, her expression frosty as she regarded him, exuding a chilling charm.

"You liar!"

Lin Fengmian forced a smile, saying, "What's wrong? Is it because I didn't respond to you last time?"

"I searched for a few days in the Donghuang Dongwang Mountains, but I couldn't find anything—not even a sect of the Hehuan Sect."

Luo Xue snorted, half-smiling, "Lin Fengmian, do you have anything to say?"

Lin Fengmian felt a twinge of guilt and asked, "Is it possible there's a formation hiding it?"

Luo Xue became even angrier. "How could that be? I've dug three feet into the ground, and not even a mouse could be found!"

Lin Fengmian was at a loss, desperately trying to think of an excuse.

Seeing his helplessness, Luo Xue crossed her arms, turning her back to him in anger. "You're just a big liar!"

Lin Fengmian felt a mix of gratitude and guilt, knowing she had traveled to Donghuang just for him.

When she saw he wasn't explaining, she became even more enraged.

After a moment of hesitation, Lin Fengmian finally decided to be honest. "I need to tell you something that might sound unbelievable. Please don't get upset."

"Go ahead, I'm listening," Luo Xue replied flatly.

"I practice the Forgetting Dust Sword Art, and I've had professional training, so no matter how unbelievable, I won't be surprised."

Lin Fengmian, feeling anxious, said, "Have you considered the possibility that we are in different times and spaces?"

Luo Xue paused, then suddenly drew her sword, furious. "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?!"

Lin Fengmian quickly raised his hands in surrender, smiling wryly. "I'm not lying! The time I'm in is a thousand years after yours."

"So it's impossible for you to find the Hehuan Sect in the Taihang Mountains from a thousand years ago."

Luo Xue gritted her teeth, angrily saying, "Do you think I would still believe you?"

Lin Fengmian searched his mind for clues and started describing her pendant. "That twin fish pendant of yours has the character 'snow' engraved on it, right?"

Luo Xue fell silent, astonished. "How do you know?"

"Because I have one too. There can't be two identical pendants in the world; we have the same one," Lin Fengmian explained.

Luo Xue recalled the peculiar request Lin Fengmian had made about preserving magical power for as long as possible, ideally over a thousand years.

Could it be that the pendant connected not just two different spaces but also two different times?

She was incredulous. "Impossible! You must be lying."

Lin Fengmian replied seriously, "Whether you believe it or not, the fact is what it is."

After a long pause, Luo Xue finally asked, "What is the world like a thousand years later? What about the Qionghua Sect? What about me?"

Lin Fengmian dared not mention the fate of the Qionghua Sect or her own. He could only smile wryly. "I don't know. My current level is too low, and there's a whole continent between us; how would I know?"

"Then how do you know we're separated by time and space? Could it be...?" Luo Xue suddenly remembered something.

Lin Fengmian nodded. "Exactly. I learned from the year you mentioned."

Luo Xue was skeptical and remained silent for a long time, still feeling it was quite unbelievable.

To be conversing with another person across a millennium of time was truly astonishing!

After an unknown period, Luo Xue finally asked, "Didn't you go out with your senior sisters? What's the situation now?"

Regardless of the truth, she was curious about what was happening with this guy.

It was like watching a story, wanting to know what happened next.

Lin Fengmian sensed her kindness and felt relieved. "I managed to escape from the Hehuan Sect, but the situation still isn't great."

He recounted the recent events to her, causing her to look stunned.

"You mean you encountered monks dressed in robes who released a red mist?" Luo Xue asked, surprised.

"Yes, do you know them?" Lin Fengmian asked, taken aback.

Luo Xue nodded. "That's the Magic Sect of the North Sea, the Joyful Temple. They are notorious for their practices of yin and yang. Why would they appear in Donghuang?"

She couldn't understand, and Lin Fengmian was just as perplexed, laughing bitterly. "I don't know how to handle this situation now."

"They are far stronger than you; you can only wait for your sect elders to rescue you," Luo Xue said, speechless.

Lin Fengmian sighed. "But even if they come, it's like jumping from one wolf's den into another tiger's den! I'm still too weak."

Luo Xue rolled her eyes, exasperated. "That's because you're too weak. If it were me, I would have escaped from the Hehuan Sect long ago."

"Then you should go!" Lin Fengmian sighed.

"If I could go, I'd definitely do better than you!"

Luo Xue didn't realize she was complaining, which left Lin Fengmian speechless.

As time passed, Luo Xue stood up and said, "I don't want to deal with you anymore; I'm leaving."

Seeing her raise her sword to strike, Lin Fengmian quickly asked, "Why is it always you who wants to hit me?"

"Because I have a sword!" 

Luo Xue waved her Zhenyuan Sword, looking quite pleased with herself.

"You give it to me; this time I'll hit you!" Lin Fengmian protested.

Why did she get to come in with a sword while he got nothing? It was outrageous!

Luo Xue thought for a moment and tossed the Zhenyuan Sword over. "Alright, this time it's your turn."

Lin Fengmian clumsily caught the sword and glanced at the seemingly vulnerable Luo Xue, hesitating.

How should he strike?

He couldn't help but glance at her full chest and thought about probing the abyss.

He swallowed hard, quickly shaking his head to banish that terrifying thought.

After all, she might just kill him!