Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1016 - 942: If I Could Marry You

Ye Qingfeng could see that Bufan had already become a Basic-level Warrior. With the Blood Body of Ten Thousand Slaughter and the Blood Gourd that Ye Qingfeng had given him, his cultivation speed was naturally very fast.

"This is my disciple, Ye Bufan." Ye Qingfeng introduced to Shui Yiyi, then added to Ye Bufan, "She is Shui Yiyi, my... friend."

His tone was somewhat cold, directly denying the romantic relationship Shui Yiyi had previously mentioned.

Hearing the word "friend," Shui Yiyi felt a slight pang in her heart. Could she and Ye Qingfeng never be together?

Bufan nodded slightly without speaking. He was a very quiet child, not good at interacting with people.

Shui Yiyi glanced at Bufan several times, feeling that some parts of Bufan resembled Ye Qingfeng. It should be that aura, so like Ye Qingfeng’s. Indeed, he was Ye Qingfeng’s disciple.

However, she found that Ye Bufan’s personality was different from Ye Qingfeng’s. Ye Qingfeng now seemed aloof and arrogant, not influenced by anyone.

In contrast, Bufan seemed the opposite, looking like a very introverted child who didn’t talk much, appearing somewhat timid.

"Alright, let’s go back to Qingyun City." Ye Qingfeng nodded and said, then turned to Du Jing, "Du Jing, are you staying in Yanglong, or going back with us?"

"Back to Qingyun City," Du Jing nodded and said, "I originally wanted to return to Qingyun City early, but thinking that Bufan was here alone with no one to take care of him, I stayed."

"Thank you." Ye Qingfeng expressed gratitude, proactive in thanking. Although Bufan was now a Basic-level Warrior, he was still a child with only one arm, making daily life indeed inconvenient.

"It’s nothing; you saved me before, so this small matter is nothing."

Du Jing replied with a smile.

She recalled when Ye Qingfeng had saved her, carrying her all the way to Yanglong, which was the most reassuring moment for her.

However, Du Jing didn’t show much, as it was evident that Shui Yiyi had an unusual relationship with Ye Qingfeng; otherwise, she wouldn’t have persistently searched for Ye Qingfeng and chased him down to such a remote place like Yanglong.

Ye Qingfeng had just said she was only a friend, but Du Jing certainly wouldn’t believe that. What kind of friend would search so persistently for someone?

Besides, Shui Yiyi was indeed very beautiful, with a rare and elegant temperament like ink, making one feel very comfortable.

Only such a woman could be worthy of a hero like Ye Qingfeng.

In Du Jing’s heart, Ye Qingfeng was a soldier from a special department serving the country and had saved her, surely a great hero.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t say more; he wasn’t one to express much gratitude. If there was a chance in the future, he would naturally help Du Jing as a form of thanks.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t waste any more time, telling Kong Jianghe’s subordinate to inform their boss that he had taken the person away, then left Yanglong.

The Ye Family’s current days were very difficult, as their industry was heavily impacted.

Even with Nine Tribulations Company’s help,

they couldn’t withstand the shock from those world-class powers.

Now, the news of Ye Qingfeng’s demise in Medicine King Valley had been confirmed.

In the future, both the Ye Family and anyone related to Ye Qingfeng.

would face even more severe challenges.

Ye Qingfeng and others finally flew back to Qingyun City. As soon as they exited the airport, Du Jing left proactively.

She could see that Shui Yiyi had an unusual relationship with Ye Qingfeng, making her presence unnecessary.

Although she also wanted to spend more time with Ye Qingfeng, she felt embarrassed since Shui Yiyi was there.

"Ye Qingfeng, I’ll head back first," Shui Yiyi said, looking at Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng nodded expressionless.

He didn’t ask Shui Yiyi why she was now settled in Qingyun City at the Eastern Base.

Cold as Cold Ice.

Shui Yiyi bit her lips, turned to leave, and suddenly turned back, softly asked, "Will we have the chance to meet again?"

Shui Yiyi gazed directly at Ye Qingfeng. Her eyes were clear, like a spring pond, exuding a fresh aura.

"Perhaps." Ye Qingfeng said indifferently.

Shui Yiyi smiled gently, said no more, turned, and left with her backpack.

Watching Shui Yiyi’s departing figure, Ye Qingfeng’s eyes flickered slightly, with an unspeakable pain in his heart.

Only Ye Qingfeng knew, he could no longer accept someone else seeking happiness with Shui Yiyi. If another man approached Shui Yiyi, he would absolutely kill that person immediately.

Though this was selfish, Ye Qingfeng was inherently a selfish man.

He acted according to his whims, caring nothing for societal views.

"Master, do you—love this sister?"

While Ye Qingfeng was lost in thought, Ye Bufan suddenly asked beside him.

Ye Qingfeng looked down at Bufan, momentarily lost for words.

Indeed, when you love someone, how can you suppress it?

No matter how cold you appear, your heart can’t deceive those who care.

Seeing the master’s demeanor, Bufan immediately smiled a bit.

"What does a child like you know?" Ye Qingfeng patted Bufan’s head; only in front of Bufan did Ye Qingfeng show a bit of gentleness, perhaps.

Introverted Bufan also smiled.

At that moment, a lovely figure suddenly appeared before Ye Qingfeng and embraced him before he could react.

"Ye Qingfeng, thank you. I will never forget some days in my life."

Shui Yiyi hugged Ye Qingfeng tightly, her smooth long hair fluttering gently with a faint fragrance.

Ye Qingfeng awkwardly touched his nose, sighing in his heart that his injury hadn’t healed. Otherwise, he would have reacted when Shui Yiyi rushed up to hug him.

As for whether he was deceiving himself, only Ye Qingfeng knew.

"If there is a chance to marry you, that would be the luckiest thing in my life,"

Shui Yiyi whispered in Ye Qingfeng’s ear, then released him.

"How about you take care of Bufan for me?" Ye Qingfeng’s voice suddenly came from behind her, "Since I don’t have time to care for him."

Shui Yiyi turned back, looking at Ye Qingfeng in surprise.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t look Shui Yiyi in the eye; he only said coolly, "If it’s inconvenient for you, forget it."

"Sure, sure, I have time." Shui Yiyi said happily.

Her elegant and pretty face was full of smiles, with the breeze blowing Shui Yiyi’s ink-black hair, like a blooming flower for a moment.

Shui Yiyi left with Bufan. Watching Shui Yiyi’s departing smile, Ye Qingfeng sighed slightly in his heart.

He really couldn’t bear to refuse Shui Yiyi but he knew he couldn’t accompany Shui Yiyi for life; dragging on would only harm her.

Forget it, Ye Qingfeng decided not to think more. He wasn’t a sentimental man; having done so, he didn’t regret it.

He would find a way to resolve Shui Yiyi’s affairs—it might be that if all else failed, he would teach Shui Yiyi cultivation.