Chapter 448 The Precious Ginseng Fruit VS. The Easily Deceived Cultivator (51)
Some time has passed.
Jiang Zhiyi got tired of staying at Nirvana Mountain and couldn't resist going out to play; she couldn't stay still for even a moment.
Meng Qizhou left a few days ago because he had important matters to attend to in the sect, so he did not stay at Nirvana Mountain for long.
Jiang Taining and Su Fangyun are usually busy and can't play with her.
She was bored out of her mind by herself.
After thinking it over, Jiang Zhiyi put on her little floral bag again and went on another long trip.
As she walked along the road, not knowing where she was going, she couldn't help but think of Meng Qizhou.
Actually, they hadn't seen each other for very long, but she still missed him a little and wondered what he was doing now.
After some hesitation, Jiang Zhiyi headed towards the Lingyun Sect.
She thought she would go and take a look.
After we finish watching, we'll go play somewhere else.
After a smooth ascent up the mountain, she passed by the Sword Pavilion, where many disciples were practicing swordsmanship, and the sounds of various weapons clashing filled the air.
Jiang Zhiyi had sharp eyes and spotted Meng Qizhou in the crowd at a glance.
He stood tall and straight, his black clothes fluttering in the wind, his long sword flashing in his hand, his moves elegant yet sharp.
"Senior Brother Meng is amazing!" a disciple exclaimed.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Jiang Zhiyi went straight in and hid to the side to watch quietly.
Not long after, Chu Jin'an arrived and went straight to Meng Qizhou, having something to say to him.
Meng Qizhou temporarily put down his sword and let his disciples continue practicing.
Both of them were standing at the doorway.
Jiang Zhiyi also secretly moved over, listening curiously to their conversation.
Chu Jin'an's condition is not good. They all thought he had recovered, but in fact he was not. He was just hanging on by a thread, and his injuries were getting worse every day.
The fruit was stolen by a demon; it was separated from the immortal body before it was ripe and would hardly survive.
She later escaped to the Lingyun Sect, where she received medical treatment and was able to live for a while longer.
But now, his injuries have worsened, and he may not make it through.
Chu Jin'an thought that he would take good care of her during these last days so that she could leave in peace, and then use the spiritual power she lost to help his cultivation.
However, to gather spiritual power, one still needs to rely on a magical artifact.
This magical artifact is in Meng Qizhou's possession.
Meng Qizhou originally intended to use this magic artifact to strip the ginseng fruit of her cultivation, but after so many things happened, he couldn't bear to hurt her anymore, so he put the artifact away since it was no longer of any use.
Meng Qizhou nodded and did not refuse, and had someone take Chu Jin'an to get the magic weapon.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Today it's that poor ginseng fruit, who knows, maybe it'll be my turn someday...
After she dies, will Meng Qizhou also use this magical artifact to improve his cultivation?
Although I won't know anything after I die and what he does won't affect me, I still feel sad.
She blinked twice, and tears quickly streamed down her face.
"Waaaaah..."
Upon hearing the familiar crying sound, Meng Qizhou immediately turned around and saw Jiang Zhiyi, who was already crying her eyes out.
Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and tears streamed down her face like a broken string of pearls.
He ran over quickly. "You're here? Why are you crying?"
His tone was somewhat worried.
Hearing his words, Jiang Zhiyi had already imagined many interpretations—that he disliked her and didn't want her to come over.
"I'm leaving right now! I don't care about coming here!" she snapped, turning to leave.
"Wait!" Meng Qizhou hurriedly caught up.
But Jiang Zhiyi was in a fit of anger and there was no way to stop her.
Meng Qizhou followed her all the way out of Jian Ge.
The disciples standing nearby were completely bewildered by what had happened.
One of the disciples couldn't help but ask, "What happened to Senior Brother Meng and the others? Why did they suddenly leave?"
Another disciple curled his lip and joked, "Why are you meddling in so many other people's business? Didn't you see that Senior Brother Meng's precious ginseng fruit is back? It's crying pitifully, of course Senior Brother Meng has to take care of it."
Other disciples chimed in, "Ginseng fruit is indeed delicate and requires careful attention; it cannot be left unattended for even a moment."
At this moment, another disciple smiled and corrected him: "Hey, you're wrong about that. In my opinion, it's Senior Brother Meng who can't live without the ginseng fruit..."
"Alright, alright, let's continue practicing swordsmanship."
After chatting for a few minutes, the disciples dispersed and went about their own business.
...
On the mountain path not far away.
Meng Qizhou kept chasing after people to coax them, completely unaware of what had happened.
Later, when all else failed, Ginseng Fruit realized that if she continued walking like this, she would have to go home.
He simply grabbed the person and hugged them tightly.
"Tell me, what's wrong?" Meng Qizhou asked several times.
Jiang Zhiyi then spoke through sobs.
Meng Qizhou quickly tried to explain himself.
But some things did happen. He really did think about hurting her like that before, and there's no denying that.
Meng Qizhou's expression turned serious as he apologized, "I was wrong before. I had bad intentions. You can vent your anger or seek revenge as you please. But I promise that nothing like this will ever happen again. No matter what, I will never hurt you."
Jiang Zhiyi was still crying.
Meng Qizhou felt a pang of heartache and reached out to wipe away her tears. He continued, "If one day your lifespan is truly coming to an end, I... I will go with you. Whether in life or in death, I will be with you."
Jiang Zhiyi remained silent.
Seeing her so aggrieved, Meng Qizhou had no choice but to prove his feelings. He used his spiritual power to create a blade and was about to cut it off his own hand.
Jiang Zhiyi hurriedly interrupted him, "Are you crazy?"
Meng Qizhou looked into her eyes and apologized, "I was wrong before, please don't be angry."
Jiang Zhiyi was also watching him.
Although he had such thoughts before, she had never been hurt by him. On the contrary, he took good care of her, and she did not want to see him get hurt now.
A moment of silence.
"Hmph—" she said, tears still streaming down her face, "Just this once, this time I believe you. After this… after this… I'll never talk to you again… I'll find someone else…"
But before she could finish speaking, Meng Qizhou had already kissed her.
Jiang Zhiyi was held tightly in his arms, unable to exert any strength or break free.
"Hmm..."
He controlled every breath she took.
When he released her, both of them were breathing heavily.
"You are not allowed to go to anyone else."
He rarely spoke so harshly.
Jiang Zhiyi pouted, looking like she was about to cry again, so Meng Qizhou kissed her again.
Their lips met, their ears rubbed together, they were so intimate.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Jiang Zhiyi was completely exhausted and could not even stand steadily, so she could only lean on him.
Meng Qizhou hugged her, calming his breathing, and coaxed her gently, "Be good, don't cry."
He stroked her hair and repeated himself.
Jiang Zhiyi then nodded in his arms.
After a while, he took her hand and led her back.
Seeing that she was walking slowly, Meng Qizhou simply carried her on his back.
Jiang Zhiyi suddenly remembered a dream she had before and wanted to tell Meng Qizhou about it.
In her dream, she sneaked out to play, but was captured by a monster and imprisoned in a gourd. When Meng Qizhou came to find her, the monster transformed into an old man.
The old man asked him if he was looking for an obedient fruit or a fierce one. Meng Qizhou shook his head and said that he was looking for neither; he was looking for a bad fruit that would bite.
Meng Qizhou couldn't help but chuckle. "And then?"
It turns out she knew she was a bad person and always bullied others, which is why she had such a dream.
Jiang Zhiyi said, "Later...later I got very angry, and suddenly I jumped out of the gourd to hit you."
"Did you hit him?" Meng Qizhou turned his head to look at the person leaning on his shoulder, who seemed to be recalling something. "If you didn't hit him, you can hit him now."
Jiang Zhiyi touched his face.
Actually, she didn't remember much. It seemed like there was a white bone demon in the dream. It was the white bone demon who helped them kill the monster, but the white bone demon died later.
Her bones turned to ash and were buried under the same celestial tree that shared the same roots as her.
She didn't think about it anymore and made up a story: "Of course I hit you. I beat you up and chased away the monster too."
Meng Qizhou nodded and praised her, "Ginseng is truly amazing."
Jiang Zhiyi laughed a few times, very happy, and tilted her head to kiss his ear as a reward.
Meng Qizhou carried her on his back and continued walking forward.
He couldn't help but ask again, "Is this amazing ginseng fruit mine? Will it always be mine?"
It seems like I've asked this many times already, but I still always want to ask it again.
Jiang Zhiyi had no choice but to shout back loudly in his ear, deliberately disturbing him, "It's yours, it's always been yours! How many times do I have to say it?"
Meng Qizhou was finally satisfied. "You can't go back on your word."
Jiang Zhiyi ignored him, swinging her legs back and forth. "I want to eat sugar figurines tonight... at least three."
"good."
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