Published: March 2, 2025
Wen Yu viewed Yu's power as very average, truly very average. At her peak, she could probably withstand ten to eight strikes from Wen Yu's avatars. Under such a high-level perspective, the questions raised by Wen Yu were not only challenging but also beneficial for Yu.
Indeed, Wen Yu could see the flaws in Yu's application of power at a glance.
Everything Wen Yu was experimenting with in this life was aimed at serving the present!
Increasing his voice in discussions, transforming his skill system into the soul system...
In other words, nominally, Wen Yu was seeking advice from Yu, but in reality, he was merely using this opportunity to deepen Yu's understanding of the soul system skill set, thereby strengthening her power.
Why couldn't Yu escape the cycle of inevitable death?
Wen Yu knew the real reason—the sovereign and the demon lord were two towering mountains blocking Yu's path. Yu was like Sun Wukong under Five Finger Mountain, completely unable to bounce back.
Wen Yu felt helpless about this.
He truly felt powerless—given his identity and entry time, Wen Yu was destined to break through the barrier of strength. Not to mention that he couldn't compare with the original Wen Yu, even Yu couldn't surpass him.
The only way to forcibly enlighten Yu and enhance her strength was through guidance...
And it was also a form of coping.
Coping with the fate beast, showing her the facts—Yu, you simply cannot save yourself.
Indeed, Wen Yu had already sensed the outcome of this mission.
What kept him here was just one thing.
Bai's purpose...
In fact, Wen Yu had already guessed what purpose Bai had in luring him here.
...
Yu's inquiry did not receive an answer.
This was within Wen Yu's expectations.
Because among the series of questions, there were several that even Wen Yu himself did not fully understand.
Yu merely told Wen Yu that she needed time to think, and promptly dismissed him—clearly not wanting to lose face in front of her subordinate.
Three days later, Wen Yu once again rushed to Yu's inner sanctum, his face full of excitement.
"Lord, I have some thoughts about the qualitative change in the compression of soul energy."
Indeed, merely asking questions without providing answers does not make one a good teacher!
"Actually, I also have some ideas on this topic, but you go first. I'll see if you're correct."
Oh ho... still acting tsundere with me...
I know there's a mole on your face, yet you're playing hard to get with me...
Wen Yu secretly despised this but quickly expressed the answer to the question, his logical reasoning clear and concise. The cause and effect were laid out perfectly, leaving Yu startled.
After finishing, Wen Yu was still not satisfied and briefly mentioned the thought processes behind three other questions he had.
It was only after Wen Yu spoke until he was parched that Yu finally spoke.
"What you're thinking is the same as what I'm thinking. You are very talented, and I have high hopes for you."
Looking at Yu's calm expression, Wen Yu smiled and nodded, his eyes filled with admiration.
Hehe...
...
The captain of the imperial guard was bored.
Yet even in boredom, one could find many sources of amusement.
For example, Yu placed more importance on Wen Yu—of course, it was more about Wen Yu's whimsical ideas.
Wen Yu posed questions and then answered them himself, continuously providing nutrients for Yu, allowing her to quickly refine her combat style.
In fact, many times, Yu could have long discussions with Wen Yu, and the two would mutually validate each other, which was quite enjoyable.
Another source of amusement came from Yan.
Under Wen Yu's active pursuit, Yan quickly let him score—fact proven, chasing women wasn't that troublesome.
If they keep you in the friend zone, it's mostly because they want to treat you as a backup...
Wen Yu only needed a few simple interactions and exchanged glances, and on one particular night, their relationship naturally deepened.
The major shifts in direction had already been settled by Wen Yu, and the rest was just waiting for the fruits to blossom—during this waiting period, Wen Yu indulged himself daily, treating it as a long vacation.