Jin Yue wasn't against cultivating immortality; she had even asked for it. However, she lacked the spiritual root for cultivation and the talent for alchemy and talisman-making. Therefore, demonic cultivation was her only way out.
She knew becoming a demonic cultivator was wrong, but what did it matter if she became an ant to be trampled on and cursed? When her parents died in front of her, they didn't tell her to avenge them, but to let go of her hatred and do everything she could to live.
The bottle of medicine that Wan Ge casually gave her was a spiritual medicine she had never seen before. If she could absorb the philosophy contained in the medicine, she could at least make a big improvement.
…
"My side job is alchemy, and I refine quite a few pills. You don't need to be so polite with me. Besides, you were injured because of me, so it's only right that I give you medicine."
Looking at her swollen and red hand, Wan Ge said, "You should apply the medicine quickly, otherwise your hand might feel even worse."
"Yes, I'll go apply the medicine right away. Is there anything else you need, miss?"
Wan Ge shook her head, and the other person quickly left.
…
Wan Ge didn't have to wait long; the other person appeared in front of her just 45 minutes after she woke up.
Looking at Qi Zhao, who was dressed in red and had a more alluring look, Wan Ge felt very complicated.
His junior apprentice was once a very virtuous and upright person. Although he was very handsome, he was of the pure and innocent type, very well-behaved and sensible, and always loved to follow her around, until that time…
"Why are you staring at me like that, Senior Sister?" Qi Zhao grabbed her outstretched hand, wondering what she wanted to do.
“Ah Zhao, I can explain it to you.”
"Explain what? Just that you chose him instead of me? Explain that you didn't intend to abandon me?"
"I really didn't know you would fall into the abyss, I didn't know that the abyss was right beneath your feet."
"What if you had to choose again?" Qi Zhao looked into her eyes.
Wan Ge thought about it seriously. At that time, her senior brother was in danger and hanging by a thread. Even now that she knows that Qi Zhao was in a demon cave, she seems to only have two choices.
"I…"
"You don't need to say anything." Qi Zhao clenched his fist. He had already guessed the answer from her hesitant expression, so there was no need to say anything more.
She still chose him.
"Ah Zhao, I want to help you. Do you have anything I can help you with?"
Qi Zhao smiled slightly upon hearing his words, his captivating eyes fixed on her: "Of course there are?"
"What?" Wan Ge asked, puzzled.
Qi Zhao lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Marry me, stay with me, and stay by my side forever."
After speaking, Qi Zhao slowly took a step back.
"Okay." Wan Ge answered without hesitation, looking directly into his eyes without flinching.
Qi Zhao didn't know what she was thinking, but since she had already said that, "I will have someone prepare immediately. Since Senior Sister has already agreed, then Senior Sister cannot go back on her word."
"I won't regret it."
"You'd better be." After saying that, Qi Zhao turned around and prepared to leave.
Wan Ge stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve: "Where do you want to go this time?"
"What? Does Senior Sister still want me to stay?"
"My back hurts," Wan Ge said directly to the other person without any shyness.
Qi Zhao mistakenly thought that she was telling him that she was not feeling well and that he could not touch her.
He scoffed inwardly, "Does she really think of me as so despicable?"
"Could you rub it for me?" Seeing him turn to leave again, Wange finished what she hadn't said earlier.
Qi Zhao paused, his eyes widening in disbelief: "What are you saying?"
“I told you to be gentler yesterday, but you didn’t listen to me, so you should make it up to me.”
Qi Zhao didn't say anything more. He simply picked her up and carried her to the bed. He placed his hand on her waist and moved very gently, letting the warm spiritual energy flow through her waist to her limbs and bones.
"You don't need to transfer spiritual energy to me, I'm just a little tired." Wan Ge knew that although the other party was very strong, he was a demonic cultivator and was in danger everywhere. There were too many people who wanted to kill him, and consuming too much spiritual energy was not a good thing for him.
"You don't need to look down on me, this little bit of spiritual power is nothing to me."
"I didn't look down on you." Perhaps because she was too comfortable, Wan Ge felt sleepy again.
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