Jiang Fan was completely stunned.
I can hardly believe that such cold and nasty words came from Yan Li's mouth.
He looked at Yan Li, who didn't seem to take his marriage proposal seriously, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. Meanwhile, the surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations gradually became uncontrollable.
In an instant, the spiritual herbs planted in the spiritual field were enveloped by spiritual power, their leaves floating in the air like sharp blades, tightly surrounding the two of them.
"Why?" Jiang Fan couldn't understand. "Yan Li, are you angry because of what happened in the past, that's why you're not agreeing?"
"I can let you hit me back and vent your anger."
Upon hearing this, Yan Li's gaze darkened slightly as she quietly looked at Jiang Fan. "I no longer care about what happened back then. The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, is nothing out of the ordinary."
As she spoke, she raised her finger and pointed to the leaf that was almost hovering above her forehead, with a hint of mockery: "Is this all you mean by liking someone?"
"If I disagree, you'll kill me?"
As Yan Li spoke, she grasped the leaf hovering between her brows in her palm. In an instant, her spiritual energy trembled slightly, and drops of blood flowed down her palm.
"That feeling is too heavy for me to bear. If you don't want us to become enemies, Senior Brother Jiang, please take it back in time."
She gently opened her palm and casually tossed the shattered leaves aside, completely unconcerned.
"What if I insist on doing so?"
Jiang Fan did indeed have the idea of killing Yan Li. She was just too wonderful, so wonderful that it made people lose their minds and want to seize her place in their hearts.
But he couldn't accept that Yan Li had someone else in her heart besides him. She only had two choices: either give herself to him or she would rest in peace here forever.
How could Yan Li not see through Jiang Fan's murderous intent? She was just deliberately stalling for time.
However, "Yan Li, the sect leader won't come to save you, and those elders won't notice anything amiss. Promise me, I'll help you become an immortal, okay?"
Yan Li: "Aren't you afraid that after I become an immortal, the first person I'll kill will be you?"
"How could this be?" Jiang Fan paused briefly, looking at Yan Li in front of him, completely unable to believe that she would so directly tear off the mask. "Yan Li, if you really want to do this in the future, I will grant your wish."
Even if you take my life.
He would never help her become an immortal and leave him.
But if he hadn't said that, she probably would have been even less likely to agree.
What if I want it now?
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan lost his patience. Looking at Yan Li, who was talking about something else, several strings in his mind snapped.
He suddenly didn't want to waste his breath talking to Yan Li anymore.
"Yan Li, angering me will do you no good." Jiang Fan said softly, but in his heart he was planning to completely destroy Yan Li's cultivation, then take her back to his manor and hide her away.
He made a hand seal, and the spiritual energy around him obediently pressed down on Yan Li.
However, the scene of Yan Li kneeling down that I had imagined did not happen. Instead, it seemed that his spiritual meridians were somewhat blocked.
"Yan Li, what did you do?"
Jiang Fan wanted to stop, but it was too late. The poison he had looked down on had already spread throughout his body and even his internal organs as his spiritual energy circulated.
It's beyond saving.
But that poison clearly had no effect on him.
Jiang Fan was too confident in his own strength, but he did not expect that Yan Li had a backup plan from the beginning. Naturally, she had developed a poison specifically for these highly skilled cultivators long ago.
It has a pungent smell, is highly poisonous, and there is no antidote yet.
The next moment, Yan Li, who had succeeded, was just like the villain in a storybook, smug and arrogant. With each word he uttered, he uttered words that would infuriate anyone.
"So you poisoned me?" She couldn't hide the smile on her lips anymore; she was struggling to hold it in. "Didn't Senior Brother Jiang know from the beginning?"
She absolutely loved the arrogant nature of this group of people. They knew she had made some underhanded moves, yet they boasted of their profound spiritual power and didn't take her seriously. Otherwise, she probably wouldn't have succeeded so easily.
Seeing Jiang Fan fall to his knees uncontrollably, Yan Li took out the shovel from her storage space without hesitation and started digging a hole.
Upon witnessing this scene, Jiang Fan's anger intensified, but whenever he became enraged, the poison would surge towards his heart meridian.
"Yan Li, I just saved you! If it weren't for me, you would be dead!"
Jiang Fan never expected his car to overturn so badly. The pain tugged at every nerve in his body, plunging him into regret.
"But if it weren't for your help, they probably wouldn't have been able to get in so easily, right?"
Yan Li paused for only a moment, glancing at Jiang Fan, who was already unable to withstand the poison and began to vomit blood, and whose spiritual power was also beginning to dissipate. His gaze deepened, and the clarity he had loved before was nowhere to be seen.
Every gesture he made exuded decisiveness and ruthlessness.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was a cultivator who had long since fallen into demonic ways.
"I just wanted to save you!" Jiang Fan said anxiously, but he kept spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Looking at the ever-widening pit, he used his hands and feet to try to climb down the mountain. "Yan Li, no matter what, I saved you. You are repaying kindness with enmity."
"They are destined never to become immortals!"
Jiang Fan was fine with everything else, but he just had to step on Yan Li's sore spot. In an instant, his hind leg was pulled by a spiritual force and he was thrown into the pit.
The moment he fell in, his whole body began to tremble. All he could see and touch were bones and countless broken limbs.
Yan Li is a madman!
How many people did she actually kill?
Unfortunately, he will never know the answer, and even Yan Li can't remember it.
She often wondered what kind of illusion she had given these people that made them think she was a spineless coward who could be beaten and scolded at will.
Yan Li believes in revenge, whether it's from a past life, the life before that, or this life or the next. As long as she is alive and has a breath left, she is destined never to reconcile with those who hurt or killed her.
"Senior Brother Jiang," Yan Li stood beside the pit, looking down at Jiang Fan who had been pushed into it, her tone unusually gentle.
"Actually, I thought about letting you go. If you're willing to behave yourself and not cause trouble, I might not pursue the matter of you stealing my spirit stones and almost killing me."
“But you are so annoying. You ignored my repeated rejections and even threatened me.”
"Jiang Fan, what I hate most is being threatened." She slowly began to fill the pit with soil, already preparing to bury him alive.
The poison was specially formulated.
Yan Li, who owns the entire sect's medicinal fields, has no worries about raw materials and can even cultivate various poisonous herbs in secret.
"But I'm a little curious. I'm waiting for you to take the poison, but what are you waiting for?" Yan Li kept shoveling the food in without stopping, clearly not wanting an answer anymore.
Destined to never become an immortal?
Ah, when she started over several times, she had already decided to defy the will of Heaven, and no longer cared about its approval.
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