"You can't drink alcohol now."
"That's something else." Cangliuyuchu stared at her, "You still owe me something."
Shen Zhiyi pouted.
"Actually, I've thought about giving you back some of your cultivation."
"Our sect's secret method of dual cultivation is not only for me to absorb you, but also for you to absorb me."
"However, my cultivation is only at the foundation-building stage, so I definitely can't help you."
She lowered her head somewhat dejectedly. "So... I haven't thought of any other way to repay you for now."
"I can only owe it for now."
Cang Liuyu froze.
"Dual... cultivation?"
The icy face slowly shifted its gaze and fell on her innocent face.
The undercurrent churning inside almost drowned her.
But she and he knew nothing about it.
"Yeah." Shen Zhiyi nodded, "But don't worry, I definitely won't take advantage of you and do this to you when you are so weak."
"You helped us, so now you are our benefactor."
"From now on, I will never mention dual cultivation to you again."
Cang Liuyu's face changed.
"Besides, I'm afraid too," Shen Zhiyi said, still unconscious, holding his chin with his hand, worried, "What if my technique isn't good enough, and during our dual cultivation, I fail to let you absorb it, and instead absorb your cultivation, then it would be very bad."
"Although my grades are terrible, I'm not the kind of ungrateful person."
She reached over and patted his shoulder.
"Don't worry."
"As for the coursework, I have other options."
"I won't yell at you anymore."
Is there another candidate?
Who is she looking for?
Who do you like now?
Cang Liuyu stared at her intently, his jawline collapsed into a sharp line, so cold and hard that it seemed like it could kill people.
He felt inexplicably depressed.
His eyes darkened as he twitched his lips, "Weak?"
He raised his hand and took hold of her wrist which was resting on his shoulder.
The slender finger bones tightened.
Gritting his teeth, he said word by word: "You seem to have some misunderstanding about me."
"I forgot to tell you, after three days of seclusion, I've achieved another breakthrough." His thick, dark eyebrows raised slightly, "Ruo, I'm already in the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation."
"What?!" Shen Zhiyi was a little dazed.
She belatedly realized and exclaimed, "Then my sympathy for you was in vain?!"
OK, OK.
Is this the kind of academic master who claims to have performed at his best but actually gets full marks?
She hates it!
"What have you realized?!" Shen Zhiyi was a little desperate, "How come it was so easy to break through again?"
"Want to know?" Cang Liuyu lowered his eyes to look at her.
Shen Zhiyi nodded vigorously.
She wanted to improve so badly.
The dark pupils were filled with a gloomy gaze as they slowly descended and fixed themselves on the fair little face.
Cang Liuyu's Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a deep voice: "The first step in self-cultivation is to remember the set goal and not change it at will."
“Otherwise, we will regress instead of advance.”
Shen Zhiyi hissed softly, frowning as he digested what he had said.
"Why do I feel like... I understand but I don't quite understand..." She said sadly.
Cang Liuyu closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, a flash of stubbornness crossed his sparse eyebrows.
In a place where no one could see, he stirred up a deep, invisible pool of water with an undercurrent, which enveloped her figure, as if he wanted to drag her into his sight so that she could never escape.
He raised his lips and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"It means."
"No one you find can compare to me."
"Do you understand?"
Shen Zhiyi stared at him blankly.
A stream of heat came from the palm of his hand, burning her skin.
She didn't know why her throat tightened.
He silently pressed the small red powder in the storage bag and nodded, "I understand."
It seems that this medicine still needs to be taken...
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