Long Shu Fen also watched Luo Lin’s retreating back but then turned to Shen Lei. Seeing his expression, she also wanted to sigh. Ah, young love … the kind she had never had. Oh, well, it was too late to change it now.

She cleared her throat and instead broached a serious topic. “So … how is your lover dealing with his ability?” She had seen that he must have made a lot of progress with the copy of her dreamscape if he was able to bring the two of them to the Jian Chu Sect to see her but he had copied a lot of others too and it was tough to say if he had simply taken to her ability the easiest or if this could be called his average achievement.

Shen Lei turned toward her and hesitated for a moment. “Well, the things he has copied aren’t all equally practical. So far, we have focused on figuring out the ones we can see an application for. The dreamscape is one of them and so is his little junior’s ability. As for the rest …” Shen Lei’s expression turned helpless. “While the original ability might be good to have, Ah Lin’s copy is so limited that it doesn’t matter much.”

Of course, the Red Priest’s ability to heal was likely still strong in Luo Lin’s case but it seemed that he couldn’t use it easily and, well, to heal someone, they had to be injured first. So far, there hadn’t been much of an opportunity to experiment with it. Even though they could deliberately create a situation for Luo Lin to try, there had been too much else going on.

Long Shu Fen nodded. “I see. Well, I suppose just being able to use those two is already good.”

Shen Lei nodded as well. “It is definitely reassuring. Especially the dreamscape. Knowing that there is a possibility of escaping …” Of course, that still relied on both of them being alive.

Actually, if it wasn’t for Luo Lin, he’d never entertain the idea of simply running away. It didn’t seem right. He had reached this kind of level thanks to the resources from the sect, his Master’s guidance, and the help of the other disciples he had gone on missions with. Fighting this battle alongside everyone was also his way of repaying everyone for this grace.

But this went as long as only his own life was concerned. When it came to Luo Lin, he simply couldn’t think like that. He … was more important than anything else. It reminded him a lot of the situation Mei Chao Bing had been put in with Yun Bei Fen. In fact, his character was likely worse because he believed that he would still make the same choice and give in, even though there were dozens of people in the sect he cared about. But despite that, nobody could compare to the position Luo Lin had in his heart.

He looked down the path Luo Lin had just taken and pursed his lips. He knew this wasn’t what a righteous cultivator should say but from the moment he first saw Luo Lin, he had been smitten, and after all these years together, there was no way to let go. He didn’t even want to imagine a world in which this person didn’t exist.

In the end, he could only sigh. “I hope it won’t be necessary to use and we’ll somehow manage to get through this battle with as many people as possible still alive, snatching a victory in whatever way we have available.”

Long Shu Fen turned to look at him, once again reminded of her previous thought of maybe … potentially, using that dreaded option again. There were so many benefits to it, not doing it seemed wrong. But frankly, she still resisted the idea. She didn’t want to. No matter what, she didn’t want to. She just didn’t.

At that time, Luo Lin already came rushing back with Zhi Guan behind him. He had told him what Blue Butterfly wanted on the way over so now, there was no need for further words. He rushed back into Shen Lei’s arms, happily kissing his cheek and taking his hand again, and then looked at the guardian expectantly.

Long Shu Fen pulled herself out of her thoughts and inclined her head before opening her dreamscape again. She didn’t say anything else and simply went to pick up one of the disciples. She didn’t even dare to take a closer look, simply grabbing the person closest to her, and carrying them in.

All of this seemed way too familiar, despite the fact that back then, she hadn’t been allowed to help clean up the remainder of the battlefield. Well, actually, there hadn’t been that much left to take care of but … those were still her fellow disciples. She would have felt better if she was able to at least do such a small gesture for them but in the end, she also understood why the Elders and other disciples didn’t want her there. What she had shown … was simply too frightening.

She lightly shook her head, trying not to think about it. Instead, she put the disciple down on the ground, then looked up and waved her hand, the dreamscape around her changing at once. It turned into a wide hall with a solemn atmosphere. A small altar stood on the other side and three incense sticks burned on top.

This might be fake and only be part of her imagination that she had pulled out into the open but … maybe it could still be counted as properly sending these disciples off who had died way too young. After all, with everything else going on, she was afraid that there wouldn’t be anyone else doing that. No, with how things stood, who knew if there would ever be a chance to do so? So she should do what she could for these people now.