"Master... Reverend."
Two words as thin as a mosquito's whisper finally came out from her lips. The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it seemed as if she had used up all her strength.
As soon as she said that, all her strength seemed to be drained away from her. Her knees went weak and she almost fell to the ground.
Li Lingge smiled with satisfaction and reached out to touch the top of her head: "Good girl."
This simple action made Bai Wei tremble all over. She bit her lips tightly, but couldn't control the heat in her eyes.
A teardrop slid down silently, reflecting a broken light in the moonlight.
From then on, Bai Wei, the number one person in alchemy, had a master.
The next moment, Li Lingge flipped his sleeves and a purple collar appeared on the table.
Under the candlelight, the redbud circle glowed with an eerie light, and blood flowed between the thorn patterns.
"Put it on," he said, his voice as gentle as if he were discussing the weather. "I will tell you everything I know."
Bai Wei picked up the Bauhinia collar, her tone revealing a hint of uneasiness and doubt.
"What is this?"
Li Lingge looked at the Bauhinia Ring in Bai Wei's hand and explained its function in detail.
After hearing what Li Lingge said, Bai Wei felt a chill all over her body and immediately put down the Bauhinia collar.
"You said that if I became your disciple, you would teach me everything you know!"
Li Lingge put his hands behind his back and asked.
"Don't you listen to your master?"
Then he continued.
"How could I pass on all I have learned in my life to a disobedient disciple?"
The room was eerily quiet for a moment; even the crackling of the burning candle could be heard clearly.
Bai Wei opened her red lips slightly, but didn't know how to refute.
If you wear a Bauhinia wreath, how is it different from recognizing your master?
But if she didn't wear it, she would probably never know the secret of the thirty-six pill tribulations in her lifetime.
Her slender fingers trembled slightly, and two voices in her mind were fighting fiercely:
"Bai Wei, are you crazy? Once you put it on, the reputation of the Taisu Divine Sect will be ruined!"
"That's an alchemy technique that touches upon the Great Dao of Chaos! If you miss this opportunity, you'll never know!"
Li Lingge did not rush, but sipped tea leisurely, as if he was enjoying an interesting performance.
Bai Wei stared at the Bauhinia Circle intently. The strange purple light continued to grow in her eyes and gradually turned into a mist.
In the mist, she saw herself refining a divine elixir that could withstand thirty-six pill tribulations, saw herself breaking through her shackles, saw...
"I--"
She parted her red lips slightly, and her voice was dry and not like her own.
His right hand rose uncontrollably, paused in the air for a moment, and finally slowly stretched out towards the strange collar.
Just as their fingertips were about to touch, a cold wind suddenly blew in from the window and blew out the flickering candlelight.
In the darkness, Bai Wei woke up as if from a dream, abruptly withdrew her hand, her chest heaving violently.
Li Lingge's voice rang out in the darkness, with a hint of teasing.
"Yin Shuiyue and Lin Chan'er are both vying to wear it. Since you don't like it, who do you think I should give it to?"
Bang!
The teacup fell over, and the dark brown tea soup spread all over the sandalwood table, just like Bai Wei's chaotic mood at the moment.
The moment the candle went out, she had made her decision.
A cool touch came from the snow-white neck, and the redbud ring automatically wrapped around it, and the thorn patterns pierced the skin and seeped into the blood vessels.
“Hmm—”
A suppressed groan sounded in the darkness, and Bai Wei's slender jade fingers clasped the edge of the table tightly.
The blood veins on the Bauhinia ring suddenly lit up, and the eerie purple light reflected her painful and dazed face.
When the candlelight was rekindled, this was what Li Lingge saw.
Bai Wei, who has always been aloof and reserved, supported herself on the table with both hands. The Bauhinia ring was deeply embedded in her slender neck. The blood flowing in the thorn veins was spreading along the blood vessels, outlining enchanting lines on her jade-like skin.
"I wear it."
Two broken words flowed out from her lips, and the Bauhinia Circle was madly amplifying her obsession that had been suppressed for thousands of years.
The desire for the ultimate in alchemy, the coveting of the chaotic energy in Li Lingge, and even... those dark thoughts that she herself was not aware of.
Li Lingge's mind moved slightly.
"ah!"
Bai Wei suddenly raised her head, and her neck formed a graceful arc.
The Bauhinia Circle was filled with blood, revealing the most secret desires in her heart:
[I want the secret of the thirty-six pill tribulations.]
【I want to touch the chaotic energy in him.】
[I want to imprison him in the alchemy room forever...]
These thoughts grew like wildfire, instantly devouring all her sanity.
The eyes that had always been cold and clear were now shimmering with water, reflecting Li Lingge's figure, and could no longer accommodate anything else.
"Very painful?"
Li Lingge leaned over and stroked the redbud circle with his fingertips.
The thorn lines immediately parted obediently, revealing the fine bloodstains on her neck.
Bai Wei trembled all over. The Bauhinia Ring magnified his touch a thousand times, and every inch of her skin that was touched felt like it was burned by flames.
She climbed up his arm uncontrollably, and Dankou sank deep into his sleeves.
"Please teach me the way of alchemy."
Her usually proud voice now had a broken cry tone, and the Bauhinia Circle was reshaping her cognition.
Completely binding "Li Lingge" with "the ultimate in alchemy" has made her the most important existence in her life.
Li Lingge chuckled, his fingertips sliding down his neck to his chin.
"Is this the ugly appearance of the number one alchemist?"
The Bauhinia Circle suddenly tightened, Bai Wei's pupils shrank, and countless fragments of memories exploded in her mind:
The grievance of being punished for peeking at my master's elixir recipe at the age of seven, and the loneliness of refining my first elixir at the age of a hundred but receiving no applause...
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