"Is this Master's wondrous fire?" The young man's thin lips curved slightly, his eyes showing a hint of interest.
Bi Xie blinked: "You can see the Lotus Heart Burning Spirit Fire?"
Wuyou laughed: "I can't see it, but as soon as Master's strange fire touches my spiritual power, it eagerly chases after me, like a naughty child. But fortunately, we have this strange fire, which blocks the invasion of demonic energy and allows us to buy some more time."
Bi Xie didn't quite understand his words, but she could feel a surge of spiritual energy flowing into her body from her wrist. This spiritual energy was extremely fierce and hot, and wherever it passed, it forced the demonic energy flowing in her body to one place.
After a moment of surprise, Bi Xie asked suspiciously, "You're a demonic cultivator, how do you possess spiritual power?"
She clearly felt that what was being channeled into her body was pure spiritual energy, not demonic energy.
But he is the Demon Ancestor!
A ball of true fire was enveloped in spiritual energy. Wuyou controlled this spiritual energy to slowly circulate within Bixie's body. Hearing her question, the corners of her mouth curved up, and her peach blossom eyes seemed to shine. "Master refuses to cultivate demonic arts, so your disciple can only reluctantly cultivate immortality."
Bi Xie's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been electrocuted.
Her face flushed red, and she snorted, "Did you put oil on your mouth? You're so glib. It's not that easy for a demonic cultivator to become a Daoist cultivator. Don't try to fool me!"
He chuckled softly, a hint of melancholy in his voice, “Master is not easily fooled. Ji Gui almost gave his life for Master, but he still couldn’t get any closer to him.”
Bi Xie blushed and gritted his teeth, saying, "We've kissed, we've hugged, what else do you want to do next!"
His dark, deep eyes stared intently at Bi Xie for a long while, then he winked at the face that was flushed red but still trying to remain calm, and said in a humorous tone, "Master, aren't you asking a question you already know the answer to? Wuyou already kissed and hugged Master when he was little, and now Wuyou is all grown up—"
"A teacher for a day is a father for life. Shouldn't Master worry about Wuyou's continuation of the family line?"
Bi Xie secretly clenched his fist, his little heart pounding with anxiety, but he pretended to be calm and asked, "Are you in a hurry to get married?"
"Before I met my master, I thought I would live a lonely life, but after I met my master... I think about beautiful moments and sweet nights every day..."
The boy's voice was flirtatious, deliberately lowered, making you feel like there was a little claw scooping at your heart.
In the previous worlds, Bi Xie felt quite powerful. Whether it was the simple and noble Zang or the calm and indifferent Wei Zhaoye, she was the one who took the initiative to flirt with them. Her sweet words were incredibly eloquent and impressive.
But when she stood before Ji Gui, she found herself somewhat at a disadvantage.
Bi Xie swallowed hard, realizing he couldn't do that.
She coughed lightly, straightened her small body, and found that the boy had somehow gotten very close to her again, smiling at her with a smile that could topple empires. "Master, you're shy, your face is so red."
Bi Xie's lips twitched, he silently admonished himself to be mighty, and then said with a straight face, "What's there for your master to be shy about? As for you, why do you have spiritual power?"
The boy chuckled softly, and with his other free hand, he ruffled her hair. His laughter was clear and melodious: "Master is also very cute when he's seriously scolding his disciple."
"Hmm, no wonder Master used to love rubbing Wuyou's hair. It feels so good to rub hair." After saying that, he squinted slightly and rubbed it again.
Bi Xie remained expressionless as the yarn was being kneaded, and was about to explode with a curse, "Kneading your yarn ball my ass!"
The boy calmly withdrew his hand. "Master, I have forced the demonic energy in your body into a corner. I burned it off with true fire. You should be well-behaved for the next two or three years."
Bi Xie gave an "oh," withdrew his wrist, secretly rubbed it behind his back, and lifted his eyelids, saying lightly, "I know even if you don't say it."
"What does Master know?" The young man raised an eyebrow with a smile, following the stunningly beautiful woman as they wandered through the sea of flowers.
"You killed the Celestial Venerable Chongyu. There are so many evil and crooked practices among you demonic cultivators. Did you use some kind of Star-Absorbing Technique to absorb the Celestial Venerable Chongyu's spiritual power and then use it for your own purposes?"
Bi Xie continued walking forward, unaware that the young man was gazing at her back and paused slightly.
"Master's imagination is truly rich, but only one thing he said is correct," the boy's peach blossom eyes stared at the woman walking ahead with an unfathomable gaze, his eyebrows and eyes arrogant and disdainful of all living beings.
Bi Xie paused briefly, then continued walking forward.
A lazy, wicked voice came from behind: "It was indeed Ji Gui who killed Chongyu Tianzun, but it has nothing to do with Wuyou. Wuyou listens to his master the most, and he wouldn't even step on a kind ant."
Bi Xie's lips twitched.
Seeing that she didn't speak, the young man pursed his thin lips, and after a moment ran up to her with a bouquet of pink flowers. "Master, how about Wuyou apologizes to you with this bouquet of flowers? Master doesn't need to feel any burden. It was Ji Gui who killed Chongyu Tianzun, it has nothing to do with you."
Looking at the somewhat cautious and ingratiating young man, Bi Xie suddenly understood why she hadn't seen liberation in Ji Gui's eyes that day.
Was he afraid she would blame him for killing her master?
If she hadn't witnessed that scene, and hadn't learned from the hosting system that Chongyu Tianzun had long been possessed by Ji Gui's scumbag master, she would indeed have blamed him, and been angry...
Fortunately, she knew everything and wouldn't misunderstand him.
Bi Xie's eyes flickered, but his expression remained exceptionally cold. He glanced at the small bouquet of flowers, then looked away from the boy without glancing at him. "Your teacher is not easily fooled. Don't try to coax your teacher with the tricks you use to coax little girls."
Hearing the hint of relenting in her words, the young man smiled slightly and chased after her, still holding the flowers. "Master is a young lady, the most beautiful young lady in the entire Floating Light Continent."
Damn! That kid!
Bi Xie's heart skipped a beat, but he continued walking forward with an indifferent expression. "Sweet words won't work on your master, but you don't need to overthink it. Your master believes you wouldn't kill your master without a reason."
The boy suddenly squatted down and stood there in the sea of flowers, his red clothes fluttering like the most beautiful sunset.
No, it's not the setting sun, it's the light of dawn.
Bi Xie took two more steps, then stopped in surprise, turning back to look at the boy who had suddenly stood motionless like a wooden stake. "What..."
She didn't get to say the rest of her words, as the boy's intense and deep gaze silenced her.
Bi Xie couldn't describe that look in his eyes. It was like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time suddenly saw an oasis. The long-standing despair suddenly turned into hope. The more hope there was, the more hesitant he became. The more he wanted to get closer, the more afraid he was of damaging this beautiful thing.
It was just a little water, which might be as ordinary and cheap as can be for others, but it was incredibly precious to him.
Just because she said she believed him...
Many years later, Bi Xie learned that a single sentence from her could make a person willing to become a Buddha on the spot for her, and also willing to take up a butcher's knife for her. That person was Ji Gui.
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