The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (67)
Bai Weiwei stood at the door, casually shaking the small bells on her feet. She looked up and locked eyes with him. For a moment, she looked absentminded, and then she immediately shifted her gaze.
Of course, as soon as she did it, she seemed to feel that her evasive gesture would be suggestive, and she immediately looked back at him.
The heavy sorrow in Ning Yishu’s heart completely dissipated.
It was as though he had returned to the dreamworld, where she had always treated him with a special intimacy.
Even if this intimacy had nothing to do with love, it was enough for him.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 90. Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. Please continue to maintain the cannon fodder’s plot.】
One of the most difficult role-playing missions in history was finally cleared.
Bai Weiwei and the system both let out a sigh of relief.
Their family was saved.
She could simply go through the motions for the rest of the plot.
Bai Weiwei looked up. Her character settings health bar began to fall apart.
Finally, it scattered into nothing.
System: “For the remaining ten points of favorability, you don’t need to abuse the male lead to maintain your character settings.”
When all was said and done, it was a complete overkill1. Besides the wastewood’s beginning, for the rest of the plot the male lead was beaten down and abused into a miserable white cabbage.
The system felt that the male lead must have received the wrong script.
Bai Weiwei’s heart was weary and her body was exhausted. If it weren’t for this broken task, how could she have been tossed about for so long?
It was also very tiring to abuse people.
The next day, Ning Yishu respectfully brought in a face washing basin to serve her.
Bai Weiwei had already searched for all the priceless treasures on Grand Heavens Mountain.
There was enough for him to bathe for half a year.
Ning Yishu was once again thrown into the bathtub by Bai Weiwei. He seemed to have given up struggling; his eyes were dull and dim.
The power of the medicinal water entered his body once more. His long hair was soaked, and his undressed body was partly hidden and partly visible in the water.
Bai Weiwei pressed a hand on his shoulder and used her spiritual energy to wash out his meridians.
Suddenly, Ning Yishu’s hoarse voice broke the silence.
“Shifu, have you heard of an alchemy method?”
Bai Weiwei snorted: “Why, you want to be an alchemist?”
Ning Yishu turned to look at her. Her eyes hung low, her expression languid. In the light and shadow, her exquisite appearance seemed to shine.
A faint trace of crazed agitation finally appeared in his dull and dim eyes.
“Shifu, although my spiritual root is gone, the spiritual power in my body can completely heal your meridians.”
When he extracted his spiritual root to save her, he had already known how badly injured her body was. Although he had been treating her with his power.
She still did not completely recover.
Bai Weiwei stilled, not seeming to understand his implication.
Ning Yishu reached out and slowly grasped her fingers. His face was gray and haggard, but his eyes held a peculiar light.
“Shifu, you can take my body and use alchemy to squeeze out the remaining spiritual energy and turn it into a pill to cure yourself.”
Bai Weiwei: “…”
Ning Yishu revealed a smile as radiant and fleeting as the setting sun2. That handsome and elegant demeanor returned.
“I’m going to die anyways. I may as well be turned into a pill and be part of shifu’s body.”
These weighty words were incomparably desolate as they left his lips.
Bai Weiwei was about to refuse when it occurred to her that there really was a part of the plot where she wanted to refine him into a pill.
Wasn’t she supposed to abuse him until the end?
Ning Yishu wasn’t surprised by her hesitation. Even if she had a slight affection for him in her heart, she was not the type to let herself suffer.
How could she change for a waste like him?
1: 大杀四方: large + kill + 4 directions. To overpower, to be incredibly skilled, or to have an overwhelming advantage.↩
2: 回光返照: the last radiance of the setting sun.↩