So, please stop tearing my heart apart, okay?
Yin Changling spoke each word carefully, his eyes filled with sincerity and a hint of longing, as if yearning for the little fox's true feelings.
He knew the little fox was wary of him, so he wasn't very confident and felt uneasy.
Tu Shan Lingxi, however, did not believe his sweet talk at all. She did not believe what a person said, but rather what a person did.
Although Yin Changling did not harm himself, he truly hurt the Grand Preceptor.
Therefore, Tu Shan Lingxi remained vigilant, her brows furrowed as she spoke to Yin Changling.
"You lied to me. You were just trying to humiliate me. If I hadn't run away, I don't know how miserable I would have ended up."
"That was indeed a misunderstanding on my part. Now that I'm giving you this half of the ancient scroll, can't I let you keep it?"
As Yin Changling spoke, he handed the last half of the ancient scroll in his hand to Tu Shan Lingxi. The moment he handed it over, he felt as if a string in his mind had snapped.
He knew that once he handed over this method, he would be giving the initiative to Tu Shan Lingxi, and he would be of no use at all.
Yin Changling could almost foresee that after Tu Shan Lingxi resurrected Wan Qijin, she would never come to the palace again, nor would she ever look at him again.
Just thinking about it filled him with immense despair, like a tidal wave that completely overwhelmed him.
However, Yin Changling could no longer forcefully confine her in the palace. He had seen how he had just driven Tu Shan Lingxi to such a state.
"Here you go, whatever you want, I'll give you, but can you promise me—"
Yin Changling's face was deathly pale. He could barely speak anymore, his voice barely audible. His heart felt like it was being squeezed by a giant hand, causing him to curl up in pain.
Tu Shan Lingxi first accepted the ancient scroll. She didn't expect Yin Changling to give it to her like that. She looked at Yin Changling, who was exuding an aura of despair, with suspicion.
Next, Tu Shan Lingxi slowly opened the ancient scroll and began to read it carefully, word by word.
"The things up there are very rare. Some of them we have here, and for the ones we don't, let's go find them together, shall we?"
Yin Changling had already seen it; there were many things in it that he had never even heard of before, such as mermaid tears and blood droplets...
Tu Shan Lingxi glanced at Yin Changling, trying to discern his ulterior motives, but to no avail. He seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, becoming a living Buddha.
"Are you really willing to resurrect the Imperial Preceptor? You won't try to sabotage it, will you?"
The little fox was simple-minded; she spoke her mind directly, and with the ancient scroll in her possession, she felt completely safe.
"No, you are free to supervise me. If you find anything amiss, you may deal with it as you see fit."
Yin Changling smiled as he looked at Tu Shanlingxi. Hearing her doubts, he felt happy again.
Because he could see that Tu Shan Lingxi was no longer afraid, as if he could see that lively little fox again.
Yin Changling was still uneasy. He was afraid that Tu Shan Lingxi would abandon him and leave him completely. He was just a mortal and did not have the great power of the Imperial Preceptor.
Tu Shan Lingxi pondered for a moment whether she needed Yin Changling's help, as he had said, the medicinal herbs on that list were indeed difficult to gather.
So, should we take his help or not...?
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