Chapter 56 How about I sleep with you tonight?

“You once wanted me dead, and I will never forget that.”

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

But Zhao Chi did not give up. She firmly believed that perseverance could move a person, and there was nothing that perseverance could not accomplish. A large part of the reason she was able to rise from humble beginnings to enter the number one sect in the Shangqing Realm was her perseverance. She believed that love could also achieve this.

Her fondness for Ling Shu wasn't a passing fancy; it stemmed from the fact that Ling Shu had pulled her out of the woods when she was desperate and had become a fugitive. She regarded Ling Shu as her savior and was willing to do anything to repay her kindness.

She could have wholeheartedly repaid the debt of saving her life, but this benefactor, upright and kind, was in prison. She never expected that Ling Shu would risk everything to rescue her. She knew that Ling Shu... had someone else in his heart.

That immortal venerable one was even more unapproachable; it was understandable that someone so noble would hold such a place in someone's heart.

As for himself, he was not even as good as a single hair of the Immortal Venerable.

Her love, tinged with inferiority, was something she alone suffered through.

"I only ask that you look at me, remember me, don't forget me, just give me a little bit of warmth from being cared for..."

Ling Shu remained silent, as if she saw her own reflection in her. She knew that she was also humble in front of Zhuang Jin Fu. She knew that her arrogance was just a cover for her vulnerability. When she was truly vulnerable, she would hide away.

“You don’t have to put yourself down like that,” Ling Shu stopped for her and looked up at her. “We are the same kind of people.”

“It’s different. I have no future.” Zhao Chi could only smile bitterly, endlessly regretting that he chose to kill Ling Shu for the sake of his future, only to have his golden core dug out by Ling Shu, completely ruining his future.

She gently moved her fingertips to touch Ling Shu's dress, which was being blown by the wind, as if secretly taking her beloved's hand.

“You do,” Ling Shu looked at her with a determined gaze. “I later looked through some ancient texts. If you lose your Golden Core, you can form it again. Your spiritual root is still there, so you can form it again even without a Golden Core. You need to start cultivating from scratch, abandon all your past cultivation, start with Qi Refining, and improve step by step until you slowly form your Golden Core.”

A flicker of joy flashed in Zhao Chi's eyes; she had found a new purpose in life. She looked down at Ling Shu, her eyes filled with anticipation: "Then... are you willing to wait for me?"

"Ling Shu." Zhuang Jinfu opened the door, looking at Zhao Chi with displeasure, but spoke to Ling Shu with a gentle tone, "Go back to your room and rest. You haven't slept all night, so don't wander around anymore."

Zhao Chi dared not meet her gaze, but lowered his head and politely greeted her, "Immortal Venerable."

As soon as Zhuang Jinfu appeared, Ling Shu's attention was completely drawn to her. Originally, she was going to answer Zhao Chi's question, but now she only remembered to talk to her: "I know, I wanted to go see how my great-grandmother was doing. When I carried her out, she didn't look too good."

“I will go with you.”

It's not uncommon for a celestial being to condescend to such a high position, Ling Shu thought to herself with secret delight, and happily went off.

Only after arriving did I learn the cause of Yin Yu's illness: she was weak because she had lost too much yang energy, not because her body was being bitten by the ghosts. This raises another question: can ghosts lose too much yang energy?

"Grandma, tell me the truth, are you still alive?" Ling Shu sat by her bedside and fed her rice porridge.

"I thought you'd already figured it out." Yin Yu clearly didn't care much, accepting her grandson's service with a clear conscience, and couldn't help but pinch Ling Shu's cheek. "Why did you suddenly ask that? Did I, an old geezer, scare you?"

Zhuang Jinfu didn't feel comfortable hearing the words "old codger".

"No, no." Ling looked up after the surgery, trying to escape the clutches. "Don't pinch my great-grandmother, it hurts my face."

Yin Yu let go of the fox's hand and rubbed its head: "With the Immortal Venerable by your side, I can rest assured."

When Zhuang Jinfu was mentioned, Ling Shu blushed and argued, "Master is Master, and I am me. Master can't be with me for a lifetime. I also need to find a Daoist partner."

Zhuang Jinfu's smile froze.

Yin Yu was surprised: "What? You don't like the Immortal Venerable anymore?"

"Grandma is talking nonsense. My master and I have a master-disciple relationship..." Ling Shu muttered to herself, secretly glancing at Zhuang Jinfu's expression. She seemed unhappy? What was there to be unhappy about? Wasn't this what she wanted? To return to a master-disciple relationship and live peacefully in Qingxi Mountain?

Yin Yu spread her hands: "Alright. It seems my grandson is not lucky. But after he finds a Daoist partner, bring him outside the Tongxuan Secret Realm for Great-Grandma to see. If he is not good, Great-Grandma will not agree."

"Mmm." The scene of filial piety between grandfather and grandson was harmonious, but Zhuang Jinfu interrupted unhappily, "Alright, that's enough for now, Shu'er, go back to your room and sleep."

"Oh..." Ling Shu obediently put down the bowl.

Zhuang Jinfu said, "Get some rest. We'll set off tomorrow."

Yin Yu understood, picked up her bowl and drank her porridge. As soon as Zhuang Jinfu turned around, she chuckled to herself, acting as if nothing had happened: "Oh dear, who put vinegar in my porridge? It's so sour."

Ling Shu didn't understand and thought there was real vinegar. Just as she was about to turn around, Zhuang Jinfu pushed her out the door. As soon as she stepped out, the door was slammed shut with a bang, and a cool breeze blew in.

Ling Shu said with dissatisfaction, "Why are you in such a hurry? You haven't finished speaking yet."

Zhuang Jinfu frowned and scolded, "You've gotten so bold as to venture into the Necropolis. You finally came back, didn't sleep all night, and now you're not resting. Do you think you're some kind of indestructible god?"

"Don't scold me, I know I was wrong."

"Hurry up and move!"

The fox went back to its room to catch up on sleep, fuming.

She woke up just in time for dinner, but she had to go to Zhuang Jinfu's room that night to continue soothing the demonic energy. Ling Shu ate her meal absentmindedly. After her somewhat unusual interaction with Zhuang Jinfu today, she realized that the Immortal Venerable was not a blockhead, and might even be more cunning than she, a purebred fox. She felt like a little white rabbit who had accidentally provoked a wild wolf...

We must stand up! We can't be paper tigers!

She went back to her room and used a cleansing spell to wash herself. When she was changing clothes, she had a hard time choosing what to wear. It seemed that most of the things Zhuang Jinfu picked out for her were red... Did he like her to wear red?

She did like red, but everyone in the sect wore elegant and understated colors, so red would be too eye-catching on her. Becoming a disciple of the Immortal Venerable was already eye-catching enough, so she needed to keep a low profile.

She even changed her inner clothes, carefully choosing the color and style, and finally chose a light pink top. Light pink is more flattering to her skin tone and has a very girlish feel. It also looks good when she takes off her inner clothes and shows them.

With a nervous heart, she knocked on the door of the aloof immortal. The handsome and otherworldly man glanced at her and smiled, saying, "Nice clothes."

The door closed softly, a slight coolness gradually approached, and a refreshing fragrance filled the room. I lifted the gauze curtain in front of the bed, walked to the bedside, took off my shoes, sat cross-legged, and waited.

"So well-behaved." The person strolled over and got onto the couch as well.

"I'm ready, come on!" Ling Shu said righteously with her eyes closed.

Cool hands covered her back, and icy immortal power surged towards her like a tidal wave. Her mouth wasn't closed properly, and a soft moan escaped. Ling Shu quickly covered her mouth.

"Don't be shy, just say it."

“Ugh…” Ling Shu shook her head repeatedly.

Another surge of immortal power was transmitted, swift and fierce, immediately binding with the chaotic demonic power within her meridians.

Then, leading the demonic power in an orderly direction, Ling Shu couldn't help but let out another sound.

"It sounds great. It's Master, not an outsider. What's there to be afraid of?"

"You...did this on purpose!" Ling Shu's face turned red with anger.

The composed immortal chuckled softly and said gently, "No, the wandering demonic energy needs strong immortal power to carry it away. Strong immortal power cannot be output slowly; it must be unleashed with force, otherwise the attack power will not be sufficient. Remember this when you use demonic power in the future. If you want to be highly offensive, you must unleash your power with force."

Ling Shu nodded vigorously.

After five times in a row, Ling Shu's face turned as red as a ripe persimmon, and she couldn't help but ask, "Master, how many more times do we need to do it?"

"Soon."

"I've never done this before... um...!"

Zhuang Jinfu's attitude turned cold, and he sternly reprimanded her: "This time is different from before. The yin creatures are extremely yin. You broke into their lair and brought back a body full of yin energy. Your demonic power is so chaotic that it's about to disrupt your body's energy. If I had arrived any later, you would have been separated from me by life and death. Don't you know how bad your body is?"

After saying that, she injected another stream of icy immortal power, as if as punishment. This time it was stronger than the last. Ling Shu couldn't bear it and let out a soft moan. Her sweet and charming voice pitifully said, "I... I was just gathering soil and tending to the grass for you... Hu Shi pushed me down. I didn't want to go down."

"Hu Shi?" Zhuang Jinfu secretly memorized the name.

"Yes, we originally wanted to kill her, but I thought she might still be useful in the future, so we kept her. Once we get her confession, she'll definitely cause trouble again. Even if we don't kill her, there will be someone else. I thought we might as well keep her alive and let her cause trouble right under our noses. It's better to have an open weapon than someone who attacks from the shadows."

"So clever."

I was happy to receive the praise.

Finally, after the twelfth infusion of immortal power, the speed of the immortal power slowed down, and like a deep, still stream, it slowly entered the meridians.

The person who was calmly receiving the soothing power suddenly turned around, looked up at her with a charming gaze, and said in a slightly seductive voice, drawing out each word: "Master."

"Um?"

"Shall I sleep with you tonight?" Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her shimmering, affectionate eyes looked at me with the tenderness of a young woman; her gaze was filled with deep and lingering affection.

"Of course you should stay here." Zhuang Jinfu looked back at her quietly.

The person who had seduced the aloof immortal showed a surprised expression. The few words the immortal spoke almost made the fox's body temperature rise again.

"Master, can I really do it?" Unsure, he had to ask again.

"Yes. This time, you need to cultivate with me to expel the yin energy from your body."

Zhuang Jinfu spoke these words calmly, but in reality, he harbored dark thoughts. Before it even began, the thrill of touching the taboo had already rushed to his mind.