The ice-cold beauty clad in white stood beside him, her expression as indifferent as ever.
Chu Xuan’s wound was on his chest, a massive claw mark, deep enough to expose bone, with black smoke seeping out.
He first took out the Wrist-Cutting Knife, removing the necrotic flesh one by one, and scraping away the blackened bone, then used his Cultivation Technique to absorb the remaining Demonic Qi, before swallowing a pill to speed up his recovery, the entire process was smooth and skilled.
It wasn’t until the wounds healed, scabbed over, and new skin grew, that Chu Xuan finally took a breath of relief.
He looked at the beauty beside him, who was watching intently, and joked, "Does it look good?"
The woman was taken aback, "Yes, it does."
She was referring to his fluid and seamless actions, the contorted expressions that couldn’t affect the steadiness and precision of his hands.
Then the woman looked at Chu Xuan with a confused expression, "Why did you shield from that strike?"
"You helped . The ten-thousand-year snow lotus is such a precious item, exchanging it for this strike is quite worth it, right?" Chu Xuan nonchalantly put on a new set of clothes.
The woman seed even more puzzled, "I misunderstood you, which is why I took you there, we were already even."
"You see, you don’t understand. I shielded you, now you owe again, don’t you?"
"I don’t owe you," the woman replied seriously.
Chu Xuan chuckled softly, "Alright then."
He realized that this woman completely lacks humor, and doesn’t even understand jokes.
"Do you get injured often?" She seed very curious.
Based on Chu Xuan’s years of experience, when a woman becos curious about you, the difficulty of winning her over decreases by at least fifty percent.
He resisted the urge to open a new front and answered in a casual tone:
"I used to get injured frequently, especially in the first three realms. As a Loose Cultivator, life was tough, especially for those with poor aptitude."
"Later, as my cultivation level increased, life gradually improved. Although I still got injured, the gains afterward often made not care about these minor injuries, as long as I wasn’t dead."
The woman nodded slightly, fell silent for a mont, then asked, "What’s your na?"
"Ha, that’s a secret. I have too many aliases and identities, outside a lot of people call Tian Xie, but that’s just a nickna."
"I usually only tell people I care about my real na."
"Exchange," the woman suddenly said.
"My na is also known by almost no one, I feel it’s equivalent."
Chu Xuan contemplated for a mont, wanting to explain to this woman that not being widely known doesn’t an it’s equivalent; even if it was equivalent, he didn’t want to tell anyone his true na.
So in the end, he said, "Let’s not. Our relationship isn’t at that level yet."
The woman gazed at Chu Xuan with a very serious expression.
"Ming Yu, you must rember this na, and never forget it in your lifeti."
At this mont, Chu Xuan was stunned, he could sense the forceful, confident, and undeniable tone in her voice.
Very few won talked to him like that; for him, it was a rare experience.
"Why?" Chu Xuan asked.
"Soday, you will co to personally and tell your na."
"So, I’m letting you rember it in advance." As she finished speaking, Ming Yu stood up and gracefully left.
Chu Xuan instinctively chased after her, but couldn’t find any trace of her; it was as if she vanished into thin air amidst this icy world, rging with the sky, the clouds, the mountains, and the waters, becoming one with everything in whiteness.
At that instant, it felt as if the roles had reversed, Chu Xuan thought he could easily win over the "inexperienced" young lady, but was struck deeply by her words.
Flying in the clear sky after the snowstorm, he rarely felt a sense of thrill.
"Ming Yu, Ming Yu..." Chu Xuan murmured to himself, even smiling unconsciously.
I will co back again, and hopefully, you can always maintain that pride.
...
After waking up from Gu Haitang’s embrace, Chu Xuan appeared confused, still muttering to himself, "Ming Yu, Ming Yu..."
This caused the initially delighted Haitang’s expression to freeze instantly, leaving her choked on the words "Are you okay, are you alright."
Chu Xuan didn’t notice her reaction, only suddenly realizing that both before and now, the most touching thing about Ji Mingyu to him hasn’t changed; the impulse in his mories remains vividly clear even now.
But imdiately, Chu Xuan frowned. Things have changed, looking back at these mories, of what use is it?
He took a deep breath, sat up from Gu Haitang’s embrace, and glanced around.
Behind him stood the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. It seed the flas of this layer didn’t reach this place, which is why Haitang brought him here to rest for a while.
Chu Xuan stood up, looked at Gu Haitang, whose expression was sowhat complex, nodded politely, and said, "Thank you."
Haitang’s expression grew even more complicated, biting her lip, she said, "You’re welco."
For the ti being, the surroundings were safe as the Master of the Ghost Market had consud the wandering souls, ghost soldiers, and ghost attendants within a large range.
Chu Xuan first used his Divine Sense to check the old ghost inside the Six Souls Banner, only to see that wisp of black smoke shrunk into a ball, suppressed deep inside the banner, completely motionless.
Chu Xuan had initially thought that once this guy was taken into the banner, he would imdiately have a subordinate at the seventh realm.
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