Shi Yuan could sense that Nan Zhi loved him terribly.

Her gaze towards him was full of longing; her body adored him.

They were always so happy.

They were such a perfect match, like a match made in heaven.

But if only her love were real.

Now, the more she loves him and the better she treats him, the more unreal he feels, and guilt follows him like a shadow.

Yin Yao is right, he is a despicable bastard.

But how could he bear to give such a good master to Qian Che?

He gazed at her quietly for a while before getting up and leaving.

Tianxiang Gate.

Yin Yao returned to her room with her injuries. She sat in front of the mirror and looked at herself.

Because of the burns from the Soul-Destroying Talisman, her once beautiful face was now hideous, and she couldn't help but feel a mixture of love and hate for Shi Yuan in her eyes.

She took out the medicine and was about to apply it to her face when she looked up and saw Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan looked at her with a smile on his lips, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Her thoughts were racing.

She couldn't help but think that Changfeng must still love her, and that he must have had some unavoidable difficulties to hurt her.

"Changfeng, did you come to see me?"

"Yes, I came to see you."

Yin Yao's expression was both joyful and excited: "Chang Feng, did the people from the Wuji Sect threaten you, which is why they treated me like this?"

"No." Shi Yuan's lips curled into a slight smile, but the warmth in his eyes turned icy cold in an instant.

A long, icy-cold sword, emanating a black aura, pierced Yin Yao's chest. Yin Yao stared in disbelief at Shi Yuan before her.

"Yin Yao, I didn't want to kill you, but you're too talkative."

The reason he tricked Yin Yao into joining the Tianxiang Sect and made her believe that he was the person she loved most was simply because he didn't want to die in this filthy place.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his methods of deception.

But he didn't want the kind-hearted Nanzhi to know that he was actually a bad person.

As the sword was drawn, Yin Yao vaguely saw Shi Yuan's black pupils glowing with an eerie red.

She collapsed to the ground, her hand outstretched in despair, "Changfeng, did you... ever love me?"

The man casually uttered three sarcastic words.

Are you worthy?

As Yin Yao watched the black figure gradually disappear, she felt as if her entire soul had been severely damaged.

She coughed up a mouthful of black blood and collapsed to the ground, her eyes wide open in death.

Not long after she died, a wisp of black smoke suddenly entered her mouth.

A moment later, the stiff hand suddenly moved.

"The aura of a demon god?" The deceased Yin Yao suddenly blinked, her voice filled with surprise, "I've finally found you."

Nanzhi woke up early in the morning and heard noises coming from outside.

"It's already noon, why hasn't Master come out yet?"

"Yes, Master usually gets up the earliest."

It was Shi Yao and his group.

Nan Zhi felt that she had been misled by beauty, and her glorious image in the hearts of her disciples was about to collapse.

She reached out and poked Shi Yuan, who was still standing next to her with his eyes closed.

Shi Yuan slowly opened his eyes, which were still misty, clearly indicating that he was not fully awake.

Nanzhi pointed outside, indicating that someone was coming and that he should leave quickly.

Seeing that she was afraid of being found out by others, Shi Yuan suddenly narrowed his eyes and pulled her into his arms.

Nanzhi almost cried out in surprise.

She leaned against his chest, frowning and glaring at him.

Shi Yuan raised his hand and set up a barrier.

He then spoke up, saying, "Master, I would like to test whether the barrier set up by the divided spirit can block the sound."

Nanzhi was still somewhat puzzled.

The next instant, his lips were captured in a kiss.

Not again?

This guy really has a lot of energy.

For some reason, he was more restless than usual, insisting that she speak and say things he wanted to hear.

Even with her profound skills, Nan Zhi was worn down by him and could only blush and mumble some incoherent words she had never spoken before in bed.

...

(One thousand words omitted, as they are indescribable; please use your imagination.)

Later, after she was finally free, she sighed helplessly: "003, why are all the men I've tried to woo more and more difficult than the last? Sometimes I really, really want to give up."

003, noticing the satisfaction in her eyes: [I checked your body data and found you're very comfortable and enjoy it.]

Nanzhi choked for a moment, thinking, "This guy has no emotional intelligence."

"My body likes it, but my heart feels empty and sad." She covered her face and sobbed, "They have such great figures, will I meet anyone as good as them after I finish my mission and go back?"

According to big data, you might only meet one in ten thousand men with a body this good. And if you're going to meet one who's as love-obsessed as them, well, that's very difficult.

Nanzhi was filled with sorrow.

No, it seems she'll have to go kill fish for a few more months after she's earned enough money.

When Nan Zhi walked out of the room, Shi Yao and the others' eyes lit up and they bowed respectfully.

Nan Zhi straightened her back, and once again became that aloof and beautiful master.

"I am currently cultivating inside. What urgent matter do you wish to discuss with me?"

"Master, Shi Yuan broke through to the Nascent Soul stage yesterday." Shi Mu stroked his chin, full of confusion. "We clearly didn't see him cultivate much, so why is he progressing so quickly?"

Shi Lin, who also cultivated talismans, was somewhat jealous: "Yes, Master, could Shi Yuan have used some forbidden technique?"

Shi Yuan was sitting on the bed when he heard Nan Zhi cough softly.

"Shi Yuan did not practice any forbidden techniques; it was I who guided him."

Upon hearing this, the apprentices were both surprised and jealous.

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