"She won't die; it's just a necessary process for the addiction needle to completely integrate into her soul and flesh." Ji Fengyao stood up without any sympathy, took out another silver needle, and pricked several acupoints and major meridians on Dongdan Shuiyue's body dozens of times. She said, "Alright, the addiction of the addiction needle has been completely planted in her soul, flesh, and bone marrow. From now on, even if you break her legs, she will cry and beg to stay."

Even with a broken leg, would they cry and beg to stay?

An Zijin shuddered upon hearing this, and once again became acutely aware of the terrifying nature of alchemists.

"Zijin," Ji Fengyao suddenly turned around and stared intently at An Zijin.

Her gaze was indifferent and not threatening at all, but An Zijin felt a chill run down her spine, as if she were facing a life-or-death crisis.

An Zijin suddenly understood and immediately raised her hand to swear, "Miss, I, An Zijin, am willing to follow you forever in this life, until death do us part. I will also keep silent about what I saw and heard today. This oath will live on forever, or may the heavens destroy me!"

"Good sister, from now on I'll treat you to all the good food and drink, and I guarantee you'll never regret it in this life." Ji Fengyao suddenly smiled brightly, patted An Zijin's shoulder, and waved to remove the isolation array in the room.

"Thank you, Miss." An Zijin felt a sense of relief and realized that she had made a lifelong vow in her haste.

However, upon further reflection, she no longer regretted it.

Although the young lady looks young, she is a very shrewd and capable person. She knows how to act and how to conduct herself, and it seems that nothing can stump her.

Moreover, the young lady is a high-level alchemist, and she is very generous to those around her;

With her young mistress by her side, she'll never have to worry about elixirs again in her lifetime—a blessing many people could only dream of!

After instructing Zhuang Shaoze to send two people to keep an eye on Dongdan Shuiyue, Ji Fengyao took An Zijin back to the Vulture Courtyard.

Qian Youying's soul is still inside her sea of ​​consciousness!

After An Zijin made a lifelong vow, her mindset also changed:

In the past, she would wait for Ji Fengyao to assign her tasks. If Ji Fengyao didn't call her, she wouldn't wander around in front of Ji Fengyao.

Now, An Zijin is spontaneously and consciously following Ji Fengyao closely, never leaving her side.

As long as Ji Fengyao doesn't tell her to go back and rest, she won't leave Ji Fengyao's side for even a moment.

Seeing her like this, Ji Fengyao felt very gratified.

Those who are on your own are truly on your own; that feeling is completely different from the relationship with your contractual partners.

So when Qian Youying's body was removed from the Tower of Life, Ji Fengyao didn't hide it from An Zijin.

An Zijin was utterly startled to see Ji Fengyao conjure up Qian Youying out of thin air, and stammered, "Miss, this...this...he..."

“That’s nothing, there’s something even more surprising,” Ji Fengyao said with a mischievous smile, taking out the newly awakened Thirteen and placing him in An Zijin’s arms. “This is my apprentice, you can call him Thirteen.”

“Xihu, xihu…” Little Thirteen didn’t recognize An Zijin and instinctively turned around to crawl back into Ji Fengyao’s arms.

"Little Thirteen, this is your Aunt Zijin. She will play with you often in the future. You play with your aunt for a while. Master needs to help Uncle Qian return his soul to its place so that you can play with the living Uncle Qian." Ji Fengyao half-held Little Thirteen and patiently coaxed him.

Qian Youying: "..."

What had his body gone through in front of this child?

An Zijin: "..."

The fact that she had a living child had already left her speechless; how about a living Uncle Qian?