Fu Yu supported Ming Teng, who was so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

Finally I met my master and lay in his arms.

The air in my nostrils was filled with the fragrance of Master's breath.

In the master's flawless pupils, there was only his reflection.

Ming Teng was so comfortable that he could hardly suppress his snake instinct.

It hurts, where does it hurt?

This is a happy wound!

If he could stay with his master all the time when he was injured, he could be injured every day!

"Ming Teng, why are you doing this?"

"Why did the master take the blame on his disciple's behalf?"

"I think Master is injured because of me. I am more miserable than dying."

Ming Teng pressed against Fu Yushou's neck and subconsciously bared his fangs.

The white snake fangs, filled with venom, slowly brushed across Fu Yu's neck.

Because he looked so pitiful and his injuries were so severe, the master didn't even notice that he had crossed the line.

Very clean skin.

If a golden snake mark is left, it must be very beautiful.

"Ming Teng?"

Fu Yu's voice awakened Ming Teng's sanity.

With just one bite, he could inject the enchanting and infatuated venom into Fu Yu's skin.

No!

He must be crazy.

How dare he treat the master like this!

He should have carefully tried to please, seduce, and lure his master instead of resorting to such despicable tactics!

Ming Teng resisted the urge to pull out the snake's fang and forced himself to sit up. "Master, are you hurt? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Yu looked at Ming Teng with a puzzled look on his face.

The master was unwilling to hurt Fu Yu, so he just gave her a verbal punishment and put her in solitary confinement.

The location she chose was Hanchi, which she was most familiar with.

How could the omniscient and omnipotent Master not know that it was those immortal cultivators who took action first?

However, there must be a limit to revenge.

Besides...

"I placed Ming Teng by your side to rid him of his evil nature. With your way of non-action, I taught him to be pure and free from desires, to be as calm as still water. Please don't let me down."

"The peaceful coexistence of the immortal and demon worlds for many years is truly remarkable. If disputes arise again, all souls will be devastated, the world will be in chaos, and a fight to the death will result in both sides suffering..."

The master rubbed his brows and said, "This is because I don't want to see you. Do you understand?"

"It's clear now. Master wants me to guide Ming Teng well and prevent him from causing chaos in the six realms..."

"But you're giving me such a difficult task?"

Fu Yu pointed at himself.

"I can handle it alone?"

“…”

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

Discovering that his master was distracted, Ming Teng reminded Fu Yu in time.

Fu Yu clenched the brush tightly, and was writing the character "㱗" with only the last stroke left.

Because she was distracted, the pause, which should have been short, was stretched out across the entire page.

Fu Yu gathered his thoughts, crumpled up the rice paper, and handed the brush to Ming Teng, who was grinding ink.

"Master punished me to copy the Heart Purification Mantra 200 times. Since you want to take the punishment for me, then you can write the remaining 199.9 times."

Ming Teng held his breath and concentrated.

He respectfully took the brush, which was still warm, and gently placed his fingertips over the brush where his master had held it.

He copied the scriptures in the style of Fu Yu'e.

The magic power in his body was running around like evil fire.

Even if he copied while silently reciting the Heart Purification Mantra, it was of no use.

His handwriting is exactly the same as his master's, and no one can tell the difference.

This means, you are in me and I am in you.

It's like a snake's tail, tangled together in a mess, unable to distinguish one from the other.

In a trance, Ming Teng seemed to hear the unique sound that snakes make when they bite their tails.

I've listened to it so many times without any distractions.

Why this time...

His consciousness gradually became confused, and a snake tail swayed faintly, heading towards Fu Yu, who was soaking in the cold pool and was drowsy.