Night.
Inside the residence of Sword Immortal Pei and Fairy Ye.
"Liyuan, just hold on a little longer! Don't give up!" Pei Yuhang cheered his partner on, looking even more nervous than if he were in the middle of a fierce magical battle.
Tiny beads of sweat covered Ye Liyuan's forehead. They trickled down her hair, leaving glistening trails in the air before dripping onto Pei Yuhang's face.
Tears welled in her eyes, her heart filled with guilt toward Ah Han. He was encouraging her so much, but she...
"I'm sorry, Ah Han... I really, I really can't hold on any longer."
"Endure it, Liyuan! Don't talk about giving up so easily!"
"I... I can't do it!"
...
Pei Yuhang took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his partner's face. He then draped a soft blanket over her. Her Cultivation was still shallow, and her body was trembling slightly; he couldn't let her catch a cold.
