Nine Lifetimes of Demonic Tribulation

Legend has it that Ye Qingyu is an ancient deity, the most profound ice phoenix in cultivation, yet her heart is not cold. She has secretly admired a certain immortal elder for hundreds of thousand...

Chapter 131 The Pill of Devotion?

"But...but when you were in the mortal realm, didn't you like that...that mortal...the prince was so infatuated with you that he was almost crazy? How could you fall in love with someone else as soon as you left the mortal realm?"

Despite my earnest attempts to persuade him, he still refused to accept the fact that his master was already taken.

"Didn't I just say that my karmic ties with Ji Ruchen are unresolved from a previous life? I descended to the mortal realm to stop him from becoming a demon."

As for why I fell in love with him, it was because the Immortal Lord Jianjia gave me a love potion.

He has now transcended his tribulation and become an immortal; we have no further connection whatsoever.

Although I said this to answer Gu Changzhou's questions, I myself don't know if it's true or not.

Perhaps at the beginning it was partly due to infatuation, but now it's hard to say.

After all, this Love Devotion Pill is only a one-time use pill, and its effects don't last long. When I was still a mortal, it might have had a significant impact.

But from the moment I detached myself from my mortal body, the Love Pill became useless to me. Yet, I still loved Ji Ruchen terribly, took the lightning tribulation for him, and returned his heart.

I don't know if these things are really just to repay his karmic debts.

"The Pill of Devotion, hahaha, it's actually the Pill of Devotion! How could this be, how could this be, how could this be...?"

After listening to my words of comfort, Gu Changzhou not only did not feel relieved, but his illness became even more serious.

Especially after hearing that I had fallen in love with Ji Ruchen after taking a love potion, she couldn't swallow her breath, spat out a mouthful of blood, and ran away like a madwoman.

If I had known this would be enough to get rid of him, I would have said so sooner. Why did I have to live in fear for so long? It's just a pity that so many Spirit-Replenishing Pills were wasted.

Furthermore, if the Heavenly Emperor were to find out that Mo Han's soul was damaged and he had lost half of his merits, I doubt he would let him off the hook.

We must find a way to make up for everything as soon as possible. Once this matter is settled, we should go to the secret realm to seek some opportunities.

"Are you alright, Chaochao?"

Mo Han's spiritual energy was disordered, and he coughed incessantly. His first thought was whether I was alright. What a thoughtful little cloak.

I shook my head, helped him sit down and began to heal his injuries. I stayed by his side all night, trying countless methods until I finally stabilized his condition.

On the second day, he finally regained his spiritual power and discovered that Gu Changzhou had actually set up a barrier before leaving. He really didn't know if Gu Changzhou was truly insane or just pretending.

Unfortunately, he probably didn't know that such a childish barrier was nothing more than a piece of cake for Mo Han.

In terms of barriers and formations, apart from the Demon Emperor Zhiming Shengjun, Mo Han is the most skilled in them all, so we broke his barrier without breaking a sweat.

"Come here, let me help you tie your hair up?"

I haven't slept all night and I'm really sleepy. If it weren't for my grandfather hosting a banquet today to celebrate my ascension, I would have loved to sleep forever.

It's pitiful that even though I've become a god, I still sleep like a mortal. All my three thousand years of cultivation as an immortal have been for nothing.

Luckily, I have a cheap fiancé, Mo Han, otherwise I would probably be ridiculed by all the immortals at today's banquet. After all, there aren't many gods like me who have no spiritual power. But I really don't want to tie my hair up.

"Is it okay if I don't bind them?"

Mo Han shook his head.

I reluctantly sat down in front of the mirror and watched Mo Han in the mirror fussing over my head, and I thought he was such a busybody, never having a moment to rest.

After a night of rest and practice, I finally managed to come back to life.