She even let out a small sigh of relief internally.
’Good grief. Crisis avoided.’
Or so she thought.
Because the next mont—
Su Mo’s inner voice echoed clearly in her mind.
[My next two rewards were three cups of Enlightennt Tea and an ability upgrade card.]
Yang Qingxi froze.
Her eyes flickered instantly as she opened her system interface without hesitation.
[System Store:]
[Enlightennt Tea – 1,000,000 Luck Points]
Her pupils shrank.
’One million?!’
Her gaze dropped to the description.
And the more she read...
The wider her eyes beca.
’After drinking, the user gains enlightennt, instantly comprehending difficult techniques or achieving epiphanies that enhance abilities...’
Yang Qingxi’s breathing slowed.
This...
This was a heaven-defying item.
Sothing that could directly erase the gap between a genius and an ordinary cultivator.
Talent?
Comprehension?
Those things wouldn’t matter anymore.
Her fingers twitched slightly.
Her gaze slowly shifted toward Su Mo.
And for a brief mont—
Her eyes almost turned red.
But it wasn’t the end. Su Mo’s inner voice continued.
[I was actually struggling with which ability to upgrade.]
Yang Qingxi’s eyelid twitched.
’Of course you were.’
[Sigh. This is the trouble of having too many good abilities.]
’...’
She clenched her fingers slightly.
’I don’t even have one, you bastard.’
For a split second, she seriously considered biting him.
Hard.
[In the end, I upgraded my Immortal Body from Primary to Interdiate stage.]
Yang Qingxi forced herself to stay calm.
[After all, as long as I have enough Yang Energy, I can upgrade Devil’s Eyes myself. And I already have the Ghost Apple Plant.]
[As for Sword Intent... the primary stage is enough for now.]
Yang Qingxi silently took a deep breath.
She didn’t want to hear this.
She really didn’t.
But her brain refused to cooperate.
[However, I didn’t expect the upgrade to be this good.]
Su Mo’s tone turned even more pleased.
[At the primary stage, it only gave strong regeneration and a large amount of Yang Energy.]
’Only?’ Yang Qingxi’s lips twitched.
[But at the interdiate stage, not only did the quality and quantity of Yang Energy increase drastically...]
[It also gave poison immunity—]
Yang Qingxi’s expression stiffened.
[—and eternal youth.]
Silence. Absolute silence.
Yang Qingxi sat there, unmoving.
Her mind went blank for a mont.
’...Eternal youth?’
Her gaze slowly landed on Su Mo’s face.
The sa face that already looked annoyingly perfect.
’He won’t age...?’
Su Mo’s inner voice sounded again, filled with satisfaction.
[My appearance will remain at its peak forever.]
[No wrinkles. No decline.]
[Forever handso.]
After a pause.
[As expected.]
[I, Su Mo... am a man destined to be eternally handso.]
Yang Qingxi: "..."
She lowered her head slightly and covered her face with one hand.
Her shoulders trembled faintly.
Not from sadness or shock.
But from the overwhelming urge to either scream or strangle him.
’Now I understand...’
’Now I really understand why you’re so happy.’
If she had received sothing like eternal youth.
She would have been celebrating all night, too.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself.
’Stay composed.’
’Stay rational. Qingxi’
’Don’t kill him. He is yours regardless of the so-called eternal youth.’
Just then—
*Knock. Knock.*
The sound of the study door being knocked broke the atmosphere.
Yang Qingxi imdiately straightened up, her expression returning to normal as if nothing had happened.
"Co in," she said.
But inside, she was still silently cursing.
’Eternally handso, my foot...’
***
The door opened.
Zhang Xulin stepped in first, with a composed look. Leng Shuang followed quietly behind her. And just a step behind them—
A tall, well-built man entered.
Du Wuchen.
Yang Qingxi’s gaze paused on him for a brief mont before shifting away. She didn’t show much reaction, but there was a faint hint of interest in her eyes. She then glanced sideways at Su Mo.
Su Mo had already noticed his presence.
His eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn’t speak.
Zhang Xulin stepped forward and explained, "Miss, he woke up earlier. So I brought him here as instructed."
"I see," Yang Qingxi nodded.
Zhang Xulin moved to the side after speaking. Leng Shuang walked in and quietly took a seat, her posture relaxed but attentive.
Since Du Wuchen had been saved by her master, what followed was no longer her concern. She would simply watch.
The matters she needed to discuss could wait. After all, they can’t be discussed in front of Du Wuchen.
For a mont, no one in the room spoke.
Yang Qingxi waited for Su Mo to speak. As she wanted him to handle it. Since he brought him back.
Su Mo, on the other hand, seed to be considering sothing.
As for Du Wuchen...
His thoughts were far from calm.
When he woke up earlier this morning, everything had felt unreal. His body, which should have been riddled with injuries, was completely fine. The pain was gone, the wounds had disappeared—as if nothing had ever happened.
Everything he experienced was a dream.
However, he knew it wasn’t. Because the woman nad Zhang had told him the ’truth’.
So now, standing here, facing the people who had saved him—
His emotions were complicated.
After a brief pause, he stepped forward.
Then bowed.
"Thank you for saving my life."
His voice was steady, without exaggeration, but sincere.
Su Mo looked at him for a mont before giving a faint smile.
"Sit," he said.
Du Wuchen hesitated slightly, then nodded and took a seat.
Only then did Su Mo lean back a little.
"How about you introduce yourself first," he said casually, "and tell us what happened."
Yang Qingxi glanced at him from the side.
She understood his intentions imdiately.
Su Mo already knew the situation. Asking this now... was clearly intentional. It was a test for him.
Her gaze shifted to Du Wuchen again, carrying a trace of curiosity.
Du Wuchen didn’t hesitate for long.
"My na is Du Wuchen," he began. "As for what happened... it started because I intended to kill soone."
"A prisoner nad Ye Chen."
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