Shi Yuan propped himself up, glanced at his naked upper body, and then looked at Nan Zhi's somewhat pale face.
He reached out and stroked her brow, slowly moving down her nose and finally to her lips.
He gently stroked her pale lips, his eyes deep and dark.
"Master, why did you save me this time?"
No one answered; only the wind outside the window rustled the leaves.
Shi Yuan bent down and kissed the two lips he had longed for, gradually turning their paleness into rosy hues before leaving, satisfied.
He brazenly untied Nanzhi's belt, peeled off her clothes, and his fingertips danced on her snow-white skin.
As he passed by the red plum blossoms, he narrowed his eyes and bent down to plant his own mark.
He was afraid she would wake up halfway through, so he gave her some medicine that could make cultivators unconscious.
Therefore, she lay motionless beneath him, obediently letting him take her.
Sometimes, she would even respond with a slight tremor.
Although Shi Yuan is young, he has been an orphan since childhood and has worked his way up through hardships, using methods and means that are unknown to others.
The disciples of Tianxiang Sect only knew that Shi Yuan had deceived Yin Yao's heart, but they did not know that he had also stolen a lot of poisonous incense.
The Heart-Eating Lotus is just one of them.
There is also a poison called Love Flower Poison.
The poisoner uses blood as a catalyst, and the poisoned person will fall deeply in love with the poisoner, remaining devoted until death.
A strange fragrance mixed with the smell of blood spread through the air, and Shi Yuan's voice was filled with excitement and madness.
"Master, you really can't escape this time."
The next day at noon, Nanzhi opened her eyes, pressed her aching temples, and subconsciously looked to the side.
When she saw that Shi Yuan was still shirtless, she quickly picked up the clothes that were scattered on the side and put them on him.
However, whenever she accidentally touched his body while dressing up, her heart would flutter uncontrollably.
By the time she finished dressing, her face was completely red.
She fastened her belt and then quickly let it go.
She sat on the edge of the bed and muttered to herself, "What's wrong with me?"
"Why is my mind filled with..."
"No, you can't."
She shook her head, quickly sat up cross-legged, and began to quietly recite the Mind-Clearing Mantra.
She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself completely, but the distracting thoughts in her mind seemed to have taken root and she couldn't get rid of them no matter what she did.
That's when Shi Yuan opened his eyes.
He watched Nanzhi sitting to the side reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra and subtly curled his lips into a smile.
The Love Flower Poison was refined by Yin Yao, who only had four or five hundred years of cultivation, so he was no match for Nan Zhi, who had over a thousand years of cultivation.
If Nanzhi hadn't expended some effort to detoxify him last night, he wouldn't have been able to successfully poison her.
Those poisoned by this poison cannot be cured, no matter how skilled the practitioner is, unless they die.
He originally didn't want to give it to her.
But the moment she heard her ask Qian Che to take off his clothes, dark thoughts began to surface uncontrollably in her mind.
The poison has already been administered.
Regret is useless now.
No matter how many times Nan Zhi chanted the Heart-Clearing Mantra, it was to no avail, and she sighed helplessly.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Nan Zhi opened her eyes and looked at Shi Yuan, who had woken up at some point. She coughed awkwardly and said, "It's nothing. I was probably just a little tired last night."
Shi Yuan pursed his lips, looking guilty: "Master has saved your disciple once again. Your disciple doesn't know how to repay your master."
“You are my disciple, it is only right that I save you, you don’t need to repay me.”
“How can that be?” Shi Yuan said, “My cultivation is still shallow and I cannot use my internal energy to relieve Master’s fatigue, so let’s use the most primitive method.”
As he spoke, he suddenly leaned over and gently massaged Nanzhi's shoulders.
The moment Yuan's hand touched her, Nanzhi froze.
"Master, relax a little."
Shi Yuan's soft laughter came from behind.
Nan Zhi took a deep breath and tried to relax her body.
She closed her eyes and slowly enjoyed Shi Yuan's massage.
She had no idea what kind of eyes her good disciple was looking at her with.
The palm of my hand felt as soft as cotton, accompanied by a faint peach blossom fragrance, like a poison.
Shi Yuan thought of last night, his eyes surging with emotion, almost unable to control himself.
"Master, is it comfortable?"
His voice was low and hoarse.
Nanzhi didn't hear clearly and subconsciously tilted her head, wanting to ask him what he had said.
Unexpectedly, he was right next to her ear, and she kissed his lips without warning.
Space seemed to freeze.
She stared at him without blinking.
The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.
Just as Nan Zhi's heart was pounding and she couldn't control her urge to take things further, Shi Yuan suddenly left, looking somewhat flustered and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't mean it."
Nan Zhi pursed her lips, unsure of the reason for her disappointment.
She didn't dare look him in the eye and got up to walk outside.
"I have to go out for a while. You should go back first after you've rested."
As she spoke, she walked out, her back view resembling a hasty retreat.
A confident smile appeared on Shi Yuan's lips.
He was like a hunter, patiently waiting for his prey to take the bait.
Nanzhi found that she had lost interest in her eight incredibly beautiful young apprentices.
All she could think about was Shi Yuan.
Qian Che searched all night but couldn't find the people who attacked Tianxiang Sect.
"Senior sister, something strange happened last night."
"How is it strange?"
"Logically speaking, the people of the Tianxiang Sect shouldn't be able to come and go without a trace. Could it be that your disciple wasn't telling the truth?"
Nan Zhi became somewhat agitated upon hearing that Qian Che suspected Shi Yuan.
"How could that be?" Nan Zhi said unhappily, "Shi Yuan couldn't possibly have a problem."
Qian Che felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing Nan Zhi showing such favoritism towards Shi Yuan.
He tentatively asked, "...Senior sister, you seem to really like Shi Yuan?"
Nan Zhi quickly denied it: "How could that be? Don't talk nonsense. I treat all my disciples equally."
Nan Zhi's denial relieved Qian Che.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior sister, our Wuji Sect does not stipulate that only one person can pursue the Dao. There are quite a few people who form partners and cultivate together."
He stammered, finally uttering the words he had dared not say all these years.
"Senior sister, I have actually been in love with you for a long time. If possible, we can become partners, and perhaps our cultivation path will be smoother."
Qian Che's sudden confession left Nan Zhi completely bewildered.
She stared at him blankly for a long time.
Qian Che reached out to pull her, when suddenly a voice came from behind.
"Master."
Shi Yuan.
Shi Yuan appeared before them in a blue robe. He had a warm smile on his face and respectfully bowed to Qian Che before turning his gaze to Nan Zhi.
"Master, I have already practiced part of the talisman book you gave me before, but there are some parts that I don't understand and would like to ask you for guidance."
Even though Shi Yuan was extremely respectful in every move, Qian Che still felt something was off.
That kid always manages to ruin his plans at crucial moments.
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