"wrong."

Lu Xiaoran suddenly felt something was wrong.

Last night, he seemed to have heard the Sect Master and others talking outside, saying that Xiao Bei's proposal to the Saint of Xuanwu Zhenzong was unsuccessful.

Doesn't that mean that Qin Zimo was Xiao Bei's master in his previous life? Because of her, he was able to cultivate to the level of a great emperor, and later he was reborn to find her.

By some strange coincidence, Qin Zimo thought that he had saved her. Under such circumstances, Qin Zimo refused Xiao Bei's proposal.

"call!"

Lu Xiaoran's breathing suddenly became a little rapid. He felt that he seemed to have ruined the plan of a lucky man.

If it weren't for me, Xiao Bei would definitely have a great chance of proposing successfully.

Does this mean that Xiao Bei's luck has been destroyed by himself?

At this time, Xiao Bei should have left Xuanwu Sect. The people from the Demon Sect would definitely look for him. With so many Demon Sect masters, even if they couldn't kill him, they would definitely inflict some minor injuries on him.

At this moment, as long as I make a good plan, it will be almost the best time to kill Xiao Bei.

Wangcai’s mission is to kill Xiao Bei and absorb his luck, which will lead to a big explosion.

I don’t know how many good things there are.

"Elder Lu, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just thinking of some personal matters. By the way, do you have anything else to say? If not, I will be leaving soon. I have already accepted your thanks."

Seeing Lu Xiaoran about to leave, Qin Zimo couldn't help but get a little anxious, and hurriedly stopped him, saying:

"Elder Lu, you, you wait a moment. I, I, I."

"What are you going to say? Can you hurry up?"

Lu Xiaoran was already a little impatient.

Qin Zimo couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved.

How many men want to talk to her but haven't had the chance yet? Why are they worthless when it comes to Lu Xiaoran?

However, she also knew that once Lu Xiaoran left, she might not have the chance to confess her feelings.

So, she took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"Elder Lu, actually, I came to you this time not only to thank you, but also for another reason. Ever since I knew Elder Lu, you saved me from danger and took care of me without leaving me, and then you kept your achievements and fame to yourself, and did not ask for any thank you gift from me. I admire your character very much. As the saying goes, a life-saving grace should be repaid with a spring of water. Zi Mo's life belongs to Elder Lu."

Lu Xiaoran was speechless. Was this girl trying to blackmail him?

Counter each move with a countermove.

"You don't want to be my slave, do you? No, you are the saint of Xuanwu Zhenzong. You can be taken care of by others, but you are definitely not capable of taking care of others. I don't want it."

Qin Zimo's face twitched, and he waved his hand quickly:

"No, no, no, Elder Lu, please don't misunderstand me. That's not what I meant. I meant to ask if you want to become my dual cultivation partner?"

"don't want."

Lu Xiaoran decisively refused.

Qin Zimo: “???”

Countless question marks suddenly popped up in her little head.

"Why?"

She almost couldn't help asking this question.

She is the saint of Xuanwu Zhenzong. She has an extraordinary appearance and strong cultivation. Her attainments in formation are among the best among the younger generation.

She, with her good looks, qualifications, status and background, was rejected so ruthlessly and decisively.

Lu Xiaoran shrugged.

"No means no, why so many whys?"

"But I really want to know, is it because I'm not pretty enough, or because I'm not strong enough, or do you think that I, the Saint of Xuanwu Zhenzong, am not worthy of you?"

Lu Xiaoran rubbed his temple and looked at Qin Zimo's attitude, which seemed to be as firm as if to say, "If you don't tell me, I won't let you leave."

If I had known she would be so troublesome, I should have been more ruthless and given her a set meal.

"Well, since you want to know why so badly, I'll tell you."

"I am a very ambitious person, and I don't want to just find someone and give my whole life to him/her without thinking.

First of all, if you want to be with me, you must have a dowry.

Our sect just had a wedding, and their dowry was equivalent to 200,000 high-quality spirit stones. But the problem is that they are just ordinary people, and you are the saint of Xuanwu Zhenzong. If you don’t have hundreds of millions of high-quality spirit stones as a dowry, where would I put my face?

If you give too little, I won't be able to afford it. If I ask you to give more, you may not be able to afford it.

Secondly, do we need to set up our own sect to get married? You don't want me to live in your Xuanwu Zhen Sect, do you? Or do you want to live in our Tianmo Sect?

I have sworn that when I get married, I must have my own sect, and a big one at that! I don’t want a small sect, nor a small palace like yours in Xuanwu Zhenzong. I want to live in the biggest palace in my own sect!

I don’t want my child to call someone “Young Master” after he is born. I want my child to be the Young Master himself!

Also, what is your current cultivation level? It's only the Mountain and Sea Realm. With such a low cultivation level, what can you use to protect me after we get married? What if I'm favored by some empress and snatched away by someone, you won't even be able to protect me.

Look at you, you have no cultivation, you can't afford a dowry, and you don't even have your own sect. I don't feel safe at all. How can I become a dual cultivation partner with you?"

After hearing these words, Qin Zimo's heart sank.

Her eyes were red, she bit her lips and said:

"Without a profound cultivation, a generous dowry, and a sect of my own, does that mean I am unworthy of love? But I really like you."

"Who wouldn't say they like someone? You said you wanted to repay me, so you should show me something practical. Love is not something that comes with just a few lip service. Love needs to be nourished by bread."

"I."

Qin Zimo was speechless after hearing what Lu Xiaoran said. His eyes were red and tears were rolling in his eyes, threatening to fall at any time.

Lu Xiaoran waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. It's as if I have no humanity at all. Let's put it this way, don't say I didn't give you a chance. In a hundred years, within a hundred years, when you can become a great emperor and have your own sect, come find me again. I will consider giving you another chance to pursue me."

Qin Zimo's eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly wiped away his tears with his sleeves.

"Are you serious?"

Lu Xiaoran nodded.

“More real than real gold.”

"Okay then. I will go back and practice now. I will definitely come find you in a hundred years."

After saying that, Qin Zimo took a deep breath and immediately ran down the mountain. The fire of cultivation in her heart had been completely ignited by Lu Xiaoran.

Women, sometimes, just need a little motivation.

Watching her run away, Lu Xiaoran rolled his eyes in disdain.

"Stupid, you believe this."

You want to become an emperor in a hundred years? Are you kidding me?

Do you think you are the son of luck?

Even if you are the son of destiny, a hundred years later, I will have ascended to who knows what world. Will you be able to find me?

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