"This demon has been cultivating for nearly a thousand years. Once I survive the tribulation, my cultivation will advance greatly. Who knew that I still owed a debt of gratitude, which caused me to fail the tribulation..."
Er Ya couldn't hide her joy: "Is my benefactor me?!"
That's how stories are told, right? Monsters come to repay their debts of gratitude, but who would have thought that Er Ya would have such good luck?
Hmm, I'd rather not offer myself in marriage. She's a female demon, and there's bound to be plenty of gold and silver treasures.
The White Snake replied crisply, "You wish!"
The system chimed in: "Don't overthink it, you're just a tool."
"I failed the tribulation of lightning and was severely injured, unable even to maintain my human form. But I must find my benefactor as soon as possible to repay the debt, so I need someone to help me."
The White Snake, Ling Xiao, slowly approached Er Ya and said softly, "Are you willing?"
Yes, I'm very willing!
Er Ya squeezed her legs together to suppress the urge to urinate, nodding frantically. Oh my god, the venom dripping from those fangs melted a huge hole in the ground.
"That's good," White Snake Ling Xiao nodded, having completed the first step, and continued, "From now on, you are my disciple, and you can call me Willow Immortal."
Er Ya opened her mouth, wanting to ask why he was called Willow Fairy. It wasn't like the willow tree had become a spirit. Fairy was easy to understand, it was vanity, after all. Old Wang the stingy at the village entrance read a couple of lines of poetry and people called him a scholar.
Liu Xian Ling Xiao didn't pay attention to her thoughts, otherwise, the high-low snake tail would have given her a roller coaster ride.
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Under the cover of night, the white snake shrank inch by inch until it was as thick as a jade hairpin, coiling around Er Ya's half-black and half-yellow wrist, raising goosebumps.
Er Ya: "Liu Xian, where can we find your benefactor to repay our kindness?"
"The capital city," Ling Xiao replied. "In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, Empress Ma was probably dying soon."
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