Mu Linyuan paused, watching Si Jin drink the porridge he had given him, before scooping out more porridge and continuing, "The hair of those with ice spirit roots will mostly turn white, and after a few days, it will be completely white."
At this point, he seemed a little flustered, lowering his eyes as he said, "If you don't like it, I can use the Disguise Bead to change it back..."
“I like it.” Si Jin reached out, lifted a strand of his long, black and white hair, held it in front of her eyes, and looked at it carefully: “I like white hair. It’s prettier than black hair. It makes you look purer, and it also gives you a more contrasting beastly feel.”
These words made Mu Linyuan laugh, and for a moment he didn't know whether Si Jin was praising him or scolding him.
"However..." the young man continued, his tone tinged with regret, "you still lost your cultivation..."
Mu Linyuan replied, "As for cultivation, I can cultivate it further. It's just that the Path of Ruthlessness allows for faster advancement, but right now I'm only one tribulation away from becoming an immortal. Whether I cultivate it or not, it doesn't really matter."
"Master Yundeng told me that the Peach Blossom Tribulation is a fate I was born with, and there are two ways to overcome it."
"First, slay the peach blossoms, for the Great Dao is ruthless."
Second, abandon everything and follow your heart.
"If that's the case, then I'll follow my heart and let it fall for you."
Si Jin leisurely accepted the porridge he handed her: "Immortal Venerable, I've disturbed your Dao heart, don't blame me?"
"Why blame me?" Mu Linyuan said, "I knew it was you, otherwise I would have gone mad."
As she spoke, she lowered her head and gently kissed Si Jin's lips: "Last night... my Jin Jin called out 'Master' one hundred and eighty-four times, and her voice became hoarse."
"I'm too heartbroken to even think about it."
Si Jin: ...
In that instant, Si Jin's feeling that "it's worth the pain" completely vanished.
After finishing the porridge, he suddenly remembered the durian pastries he had seen in his palace a few days ago and asked, "Master, do you miss the Cloud Palace?"
(PS: This is not a typo; durian was called "liulian" in ancient times.)
"Yes." Mu Linyuan, completely oblivious to the scheming in the boy's eyes, replied, "A few days ago, a fellow cultivator in the south gave me some. Would you like some?"
"Do you still keep the skin you cherish?"
"Keep it."
"Could you bring it over for me, disciple? I need it."
"Okay." After feeding the person the porridge, Mu Linyuan turned and walked out. A moment later, he returned with a few pieces of dried durian peel and asked, "Is it for medicinal use?"
"No." Si Jin sat up using her pain shield, raised her hand and pressed Mu Linyuan's shoulder down hard, forcing him to kneel on the durian peel!
A clear voice blurted out: "Are you kidding me with a luminous pearl?"
"You're telling me my gender using the methods in the 'Cat Care Guide'?"
"You carried me to the bath and then called me a little pervert, huh?"
"I called out 'Master' one hundred and eighty-four times, right?"
"Anyway, the spiritual energy within you is enough to heal your wounds, so reflect on your actions!"
Having said that, he flung his hand away, took the sword, and began to cultivate.
After hearing this, Mu Linyuan seemed to realize that he had gone a bit too far.
She didn't blame Si Jin, but instead began to recite the Cloud Lantern.
"How could there be bloodshed even after attending the apprenticeship ceremony?"
"As expected, Yun Dengjing is a liar!"
At this moment, Yun Deng, who was meditating in Pugui Temple, suddenly felt a tickle in his nose, and couldn't help but lower his head and sneeze.
He muttered, "Who on earth would choose this moment to disturb this humble monk's cultivation?"
… …
Meanwhile, in the dungeon, Du Yuxiu bit his own finger and drank most of his own blood.
Ultimately, the soul left the body and possessed an outer disciple who had just been interrogated and released.
He began his next plan...
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