"So, can you help my young master restore his spiritual roots now?" Jiang Niannian asked him, tilting her head.

Shen Yu's face turned pale and he said nothing.

"Saint Lord, saving a life is better than making seven-layer tofu... Bah, seven-story pagoda, you can't go back on your word."

Although Shen Yu was extremely reluctant, words spoken were like spilled water and could not be taken back. He always valued his promises and repeatedly emphasized: "Don't tell anyone else about helping him repair his spiritual roots."

Jiang Niannian swore: "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I'm keeping my mouth shut."

"Hmph." Shen Yu snorted coldly and nodded, tacitly agreeing.

So, that day, Xiao Yinli, who was still sitting on the top of the mountain waiting for Nian Nian, waited for Jiang Niannian with a smiling face and Shen Yu with a sour face.

"Saint Lord, let me tell you, the people in the sect are prejudiced against my son... Young Master. In fact, my Young Master is a very good person. He never leaves any food or food on the table, and he never loses his temper. Although he suffers from illness all year round, he never says a word, but endures it silently. He is also friendly to others... Wait, there is a leaf on your head. It must have been picked up in the valley just now."

"Where?"

Jiang Niannian couldn't help but smile.

Shen Yu has always been arrogant, but now he is rarely confused, which makes him quite cute. However, he is still inferior to her cub, who is the cutest in the world!

"I'll help you take it off." She said, then moved closer and put her hand into Shen Yu's hair.

"You..." Shen Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and the woman's beautiful face was reflected in his eyes.

She... seemed even more beautiful than the first time he saw her. His eyes unconsciously looked at her moist, red lips.

"What are you doing!" A childish and sickly voice sounded, furious.

Xiao Yinli looked at Jiang Niannian's hand on Shen Yu's head with an extremely ugly expression. He felt that the scene in front of him was extremely glaring, and an uncontrollable anger rose in his heart.

Jiang Niannian raised her head and saw the anger on Yin Li's face. She was slightly startled and then subconsciously withdrew her hand.

It was strange, why did she feel so guilty? She hadn't done anything.

Yin Li looked at them angrily and said, "You! Why are you here so late today? And you, you are not welcome here!"

"Awooo!" Coal Ball stood at his feet and shouted along, also in a fierce voice.

Jiang Niannian stepped forward and explained, "Young Master, this is the Holy Lord Fuhua, who has come specially to help you heal your spiritual roots. You can't have this attitude."

Yin Li's brows furrowed a little more: "You actually spoke for him! And you smiled at him like that. You clearly said you would only smile at me, you frivolous woman!"

"When did I say... Young Master, this is not how the term 'water-based poplar flower' is used." Jiang Niannian smiled helplessly, gently stroking Yin Li's head.

But his hand was slapped away forcefully.

"Whatever you want!" Yin Li said this and walked towards the bamboo courtyard without looking back, not caring about the two people behind him at all.

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Shen Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Niannian with a teasing look: Not getting angry? Being friendly to others? Haha.

Jiang Niannian laughed dryly and said, "Haha, my young master is not like this usually, but today is an exception."

…

Yin Li buried himself in the quilt with a gloomy face.

So annoying, why is he so annoying?

Why should he care so much?

When he thought of Nian Nian smiling at others like that, his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped and he couldn't breathe.

It's all Nian Nian's fault! It's all her fault for flirting with someone else and cheating on her!

With a creaky sound, the bamboo door was opened from the outside.

Yin Li closed her eyes and turned her back to the door, not wanting to pay attention to the person who came. Her thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Young Master." Jiang Niannian called him softly, and when he didn't say anything, she slapped his raised little butt.

"You!" Yin Li pulled back the quilt and glared at Jiang Niannian, but looking at her gentle and smiling face, he couldn't say anything unpleasant and leaned against the head of the bed in despair.

"Saint Lord, please." Jiang Niannian said to Shen Yu, giving up his seat to him.

Shen Yu lifted the hem of his shirt, sat down and held Yin Li's thin wrist. His spiritual power slowly flowed into his wrist through his fingertips, exploring his physical condition. It was a long time before he let go and stood up without saying a word.

Jiang Niannian asked, "Saint Lord, what's going on?"

Shen Yu shook his head: "The degree of the spiritual root is too serious and the time interval is too long, it is not easy to recover."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Li lowered his head, his eyes were fierce, and his posture was so humble that it was heartbreaking.

Jiang Niannian was a little anxious: "It's not easy to recover, but it doesn't mean it can't be recovered, right?"

Shen Yu glanced at her and said, "It depends on luck. He needs a thousand-year-old Tai Sui to nourish him, and a cultivator at the Yuan Infant stage or above to use his spiritual power to repair his spiritual roots every day. Finally, even so, I dare not guarantee that it will succeed."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Niannian was not discouraged at all, but just said, "Let's give it a try."

Shen Yu sneered coldly, "Not to mention that this thousand-year-old Tai Sui is not an ordinary herb, but a living creature, wandering in the mountains, and it is difficult to find its trace. What's more, it consumes spiritual energy every day, which is extremely harmful to its body. Not many people are willing to help."

"Niannian, forget it." Yin Li lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't worry, young master. There will be a way." Jiang Niannian soothed him. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Just tell me what the Ganoderma lucidum looks like, and I will go find it. As for the daily spiritual power transfer, I will do it myself when I reach the Yuan Infant stage of cultivation."

Shen Yu said: "Why is it so?"

Yin Li looked at Jiang Niannian with extremely shocked eyes.

Jiang Niannian smiled, and that smile was like a winter day that could not be covered by thin clouds, warm and dazzling: "This cultivation is originally for protecting him. If it can't work, what's the point of this cultivation?"

Shen Yu showed a surprised look, and the look he gave Jiang Niannian was less contemptuous and more emotional. He said, "Ancient books record that there is a thousand-year-old Tai Sui, a meat-like ganoderma that is attached to a large stone, with both a head and a tail, and is a living thing."

As Shen Yu spoke, Jiang Niannian couldn't help but picture the scene in her mind. The spiritual power in her body spread out like thin vine branches, getting farther and farther away.

A scene of birds singing and flowers blooming gradually appeared before her eyes. The branches of flowers showed a hint of tenderness. Everywhere was full of spring and the flowers and plants were lush.

There are a group of chirping little spirit beasts, little flower fairies, and even little grass elves as big as a fingernail.

Among them, there was a small thing that looked like a meat-like Ganoderma lucidum, running and running along with her spiritual power...

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a small object at the entrance of the bamboo courtyard.

Shen Yu exclaimed in surprise: "Thousand-year-old Taisui!"

It was the Millennium Taisui who ran here by himself!

This woman actually has such powerful control over plants and trees!

Shen Yu's face rarely showed an expression other than arrogance. He looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Your qualifications may be more unique than you think."