The continuous drizzle of the Solstices pounds against the green tiles of the rooftop, producing a trickling sound at night.
The brow furrowed Lu Jinan slowly opened his eyes, and the continuous gurgling sound of bubbles by his side never stopped.
Twisting his head, the blood in the pool was boiling and spewing countless blood blisters.
He glanced at it, showing no extra emotion, merely feeling a sharp pain at the back of his neck—he had been knocked unconscious with a chop to the back of the head.
Other than the pain, there was a slight chill on his body because all his clothes had been removed. However, there was a clean blanket beneath him, giving people the idea that "the killer is still kind."
Clickety-clack——
Between the creaking wooden door, a woman in a blue and white kesi skirt, over which was worn a large-sleeved shirt, walked in gracefully.
The woman's fair and immaculate face was faintly flushed with a touch of pink, her slightly disheveled long hair cascaded like the clouds in the late evening, refracting a faint touch of deep green light in the dim candlelight.
The arched eyebrows beneath which the lashes tremble slightly, the sky blue eyes flow out of the remote out of the world and elegant, at the high pert nose below, thin lips like rose petals delicate, form a classic face.
Between light breaths, it resembles the lake under the moonlight, cold and elegant.
At the moment of seeing Lu Jinan, the cold face bloomed a gentle smile: "Lover, are you awake?"
Lu Jinan silently watched her—the culprit who knocked him unconscious and his wife of one year and six months, Zhao Nanzhi.
"I'm sorry, does it hurt?"
Zhao Nanzhi walked to his side and sat down, gently pulling him into her embrace and massaging his neck: "I don't want to do this... it's all your fault, my lord."
Why did my lord, with such handsome appearance and outstanding talent, choose to cultivate in demonic way? I had clearly advised against going to the clinic anymore, but why didn't you listen? Then you wouldn't have ended up like this.”
Lu Jinan tugged at the corners of his mouth: "So that's why you undressed me? And you only found out about this blood pool this morning, came here personally, and saw it tonight... When did you poison me and seal my cultivation abilities?"
"Because I also want to see everything about my lord~" Only answered the first question Zhao Nanzhi asked and then turned to ask: "My lord, do you remember when we first met?"
"Very memorable."
As he spoke, Lu Jinan closed his eyes. He could still clearly remember the first thing Zhao Nanzhi said when she saw him, and the only thing he hadn't expected was to have ended up in this situation now.
"Lord, you are lying alone in this remote snowy mountain, are you not afraid to freeze to death?"
"..."
"Are you hurt?"
"No."
"I think… dig you out of the snow without your knowledge and give you hot water to drink, does that count as a benefactor who is kind-hearted?"
"..."
"Why don't you speak?"
"Alright."
"Are you a local?"
"Hmm..."
"You were lying in the snow for a reason, right?"
"Hmm..."
"Well, I'm also here for something, why don't we be companions?"
"Okay."
"Then let's get married."
"Hmm... hmm?"
…
One year ago's memories floated into his mind, and Lu Jinan, with his eyes now wide open, gazed slightly lost at the ancient beauty so close to him.
The girl, who he had never met before, offering herself directly must be pursuing some unknown purpose. But even at this moment, Lu Jinan still didn't understand what kind of purpose she was approaching him with.
Because Zhao Nanzhi gave herself away very thoroughly.
He still remembers Zhao Nanzhi's gentle yet unwavering words at that time.
"After we get married, you can live in this house freely... Do you have a house? No, you'll have to live here."
You don't have to do housework either. I can give you one hundred thousand essence crystals every month as your monthly allowance…
Don't want it? You run a clinic, so you don't lack essence crystals? It's fine, it doesn't conflict with giving you.
As long as you live here and get married with me, just be at ease.
Under conditions of nurturing that seem like a fairy tale, Lu Jinan did not eat with ease of conscience. Although living in her house, she had not spent a single grain of essence crystal stored in the warehouse and actively made a pact with her.
No interference in each other's personal lives; live in separate rooms; get together and part ways after the matter is done.
Zhao Nanzhi agreed.
So Lu Jinan lived a life like eating soft rice.
But even though they had agreed to the three rules, one of them was broken on a night half a year ago.
Lu Jinan ate the so-called "soft rice" named Zhao Nanzhi dry and clean - it was given to him by her voluntarily after drinking.
Zhao Nanzhi's red flush when she was drunk, her low murmuring seduction... even a gentleman could not sit on his lap without any disturbance.
Lu Jinan is a man with a healthy body, so although he was cautious, he also ate the soft rice that was willingly placed in front of him after drinking.
Besides bleeding, there was no such accident of absorbing Yang to nourish Yin.
Zhao Nanzhi gave herself away a second time for no apparent reason.
So the two of them lived together, and then they couldn't stop from then on.
Lu Jinan didn't know what purpose the rich goddess was giving away for free, but he gradually found that her controlling desire was getting stronger and stronger.
Apart from the time of her monthly period, she wanted to be intimate with him every night, but with her increasing control, during intimacy she lost her dominance and was more like a docile cat, charming and poignant.
Lu Jinan wouldn't feel out of breath, but Zhao Nanzhi's requests were becoming more and more unreasonable: he was not allowed to treat women patients, could only eat the food she cooked, and was not allowed to leave.
For Zhao Nanzhi's increasingly bizarre behavior and actions, Lu Jinan naturally turned her down. Afterward, she didn't continue to put forward any similar requests.
Until now.
His own supreme Saint cultivation disappeared cleanly like a stone sinking into the sea, and she also knocked him out, stripped him of his clothes, and imprisoned him in her clinic.
Although there were no props to restrict his body like shackles, Lu Jinan could tell that this place was completely isolated by a barrier.
Zhao Nanzhi wants to do what? Imprison yourself to satisfy her desire for control?
"Does my lord remember... I am very happy.” Zhao Nanzhi lowered her head gently and looked at Lu Jinan's eyes: "Does my lord like the madam?"
"We had our agreement at the beginning," Lu Jinan said expressionlessly.
"This isn't important." Zhao Nanzhi turned her head and looked at the blood pool: "What's important is that I very much like my lord, and I hope he will never leave me, but he doesn't want to."
After her voice fell, she let go of Lu Jinan and stood up to walk in front of him, looking down on him: "And my lord actually cultivates demonic ways, which makes it impossible for me to help my lord get free."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jinan, who was leaning against the edge of the blood pool, raised his eyelids slightly and was about to ask his doubts when he saw Zhao Nanzhi raise her right hand in mid-air and a long sword hidden in a white scabbard appeared in her hand.
Lu Jinan narrowed his eyes, he recognized this sword.
The Immortal Sword 'Zhanming' from the Qingmiao Palace, which had not chosen a new master for a thousand years.
"Does my lord know this sword?" Zhao Nanzhi held the 'Zhanming' in her arms and tilted her head to look at him: "My lord, your cultivation level is still a Supreme Saint...
So does that mean that my lord 'Lu An' is a fake name? Or even the appearance is false?"
She stepped closer as if to see if he had changed his appearance, but then pulled her hand back: "Never mind, it's not important."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jinan smiled and said: "To kill me?"
"If I kill my lord, it would indeed make him stay with me forever, but...
As she spoke, a sickly red flush appeared on Zhao Nanzhi's face, and even the smile curled at the corner of her mouth revealed a twisted madness.
She tightened her grip on the 'Zhanming' in her arms and spun around in circles, the hem of her buds skirt fluttering up, revealing a small section of pale white calves and jade feet wearing embroidered shoes: "But if I kill my lord, I won't be able to listen to my lord's voice anymore, feel my lord's body temperature, or understand my lord's magnanimity..."
She stopped spinning, her cheeks, as red as the peach blossoms in March, pressed against the handle of the 'Zhanming', gently rubbing against it. Her pair of sky-blue eyes showed a pathological fixation on Lu Jinan.
"So, I completely can't bear to kill my lord, my lady. That's why I just want to refine the lord into a sword spirit, so that he can always be by my side and follow my instructions and training."
Hmm?
Lu Jinan's heart was instantly thrown into disarray with his wide-open eyes.
He had only thought that Zhao Nanzhi's inexplicable possessiveness was growing stronger with their interactions, but he never expected…
You're actually a tsundere!?
Lu Jinan opened his mouth, wanting to say something but felt like he had something stuck in his throat.
"Sweetheart~" Zhao Nanzhi, who was hugging the 'Zhanming', smiled coquettishly: "Isn't it touching? This is the idea that has been in my mind since I met my lord."
But because my lord cultivates the Way of Demons, it gave me the courage to make a resolute decision."
As Zhao Nanzhi spoke, she extended her hand to hold 'Zhanming' horizontally, her moist eyes like silk: "Zhanming is good, but the sword hilt is not as powerful as my lord. And if I refine my lord into a sword spirit, I will never be able to feel my lord's warmth again..."
I have been hesitating, after all. The Qingmiao Palace does not accept male disciples, so I can't take my lord back openly. And I have to leave tomorrow~"
Zhao Nanzhi once again hugged the 'Zhanming' into her arms and turned happily: "But my lord loves me very much, and even helps me make up my mind.
My lord must have intentionally ignored the madam's advice and came here to cultivate demon ways. Then he uses this reason to let the madam refine the lord into a sword spirit."
My lord really dotes on me~"
She raised her head and looked at the ceiling, and it seems like a certain love was emerging from her sky-blue pupils: "Ah~~~ I am really happy... The feeling of happiness is somewhat dangerous..."
Zhao Nanzhi stroked her legs, then looked back down at Lu Jinan: "The madam will never let my lord down."
Lu Jinan stared blankly at this solo performance of the tsundere's madness and idiocy. Has her mind also gone bad?
She imagines those things as her good intentions towards herself?
However, from her performance, Lu Jinan has also thoroughly understood that the ultimate purpose of her giving him away for free was to refine him into the spirit of her destined immortal sword.
This woman had been plotting this all along, not acting on a sudden impulse!
Thinking of this, Lu Jinan was a bit speechless. Although the whole time it was to refine herself into a sword spirit, she used the excuse of "cultivating the Way of Demons" to make it seem grand and imposing... huh, women!
In silence, Lu Jinan suddenly felt a chill flash in front of his eyes. Then he heard 'Zhanming' being drawn out of its sheath in Zhao Nanzhi's hand, emitting icy sword qi that chilled to the bone.
Zhao Nanzhi was smiling stupidly: "I had originally wanted to deeply reminisce about everything about my lord here, but then I suddenly felt that I was saying too much."
My lord, after all, is a Supreme Saint cultivator. What if something happens to him?"
As she finished speaking, she inserted the sword sheath into the floor and held 'Zhanming' step by step, advancing towards Lu Jinan with her jade feet wearing embroidered shoes splitting Lu Jinan's legs apart, until she stopped just above his thigh.
She raised her right hand, and the blade of 'Zhanming' was placed on Lu Jinan's neck. Her eyes were filled with intense reluctance and joy at the prospect of being together forever.
"Maybe the name and appearance of my lord are fake, but it doesn't matter. I will soon know everything about my lord. I... I am really happy~"
Zhao Nanzhi's wrist trembled slightly as she held the sword, and blood flowed from Lu Jinan's neck. However, not a single drop fell, all of it being absorbed by 'Zhanming'.
Feeling the pain in his neck, Lu Jinan frowned slightly. His spiritual power couldn't be activated, so he leaned towards the edge of the blood pool. But after hearing Zhao Nanzhi's intention, he was completely unfazed.
He slightly raised his head to look at the sickly Zhao Nanzhi: "Two last questions."
"My lord is not afraid at all~ It's no wonder that my lord also loves me very much and wants to be by my side, and together with me, to achieve enlightenment."
"I am so happy. However, I do not want to waste time, so my lord can only ask one question." Zhao Nanzhi was smiling stupidly and lifted her left hand to touch her face. Her slender and elongated fingers were slightly spread and slightly curved, especially the little finger that pointed at the lower lip position, fully displaying her psychotic image at this moment: "I will definitely answer all your questions about what it was like before the body was refined."
Lu Jinan took a deep breath and asked seriously, "How did you poison me?"
He was very curious about this, after all, with his cultivation level as a Supreme Saint and his awareness of Zhao Nanzhi, how did she manage to poison him?
Zhao Nanzhi's face flushed with a touch of shyness: "My lord's strength far exceeded the madam's expectations. The madam tried countless times, and finally confirmed that my lord is a Supreme Saint..."
"Get to the point." Lu Jinan interrupted her.
Zhao Nanzhi pursed her red lips slightly, and her left hand on her face swept over her graceful neck all the way down: "My lord is always vigilant, but he will also have moments of complete relaxation."
"During those moments of relaxation, my lord wouldn't notice anything unusual～"
Lu Jinan looked at the position where her left hand finally stopped, and his eyes widened in shock: "You... you actually poisoned yourself?"
"Is the madam smart?" Zhao Nanzhi chuckled shyly: "My lord's expression at this moment makes the madam very happy."
Lu Jinan twitched his eyelids several times. Jesus Christ, that's just absurd!
What kind of perversion could there be in such a peaceful and sacred place like Qingmiao Palace?
Zhao Nanzhi tilted her head and spoke by herself again: "The madam guessed that my lord's other question is about which poison it is. But the madam will not say. If my lord knows the cure, what should my lord do? The madam has been cultivating tirelessly to seal my lord's cultivation, after all."
"Alright~" Zhao Nanzhi raised her left hand once more to tuck a strand of black hair behind her ear, and the sword formation for refining the sword spirit centered on her began to unfold. With her right hand, she exerted more force, and the snowy blade of 'Zhanming' continued to sink deeper into Lu Jinan's neck, drawing his blood and refining his soul: "My lord, bear with it, the madam will finish soon..."
Lu Jinan looked at her serious eyes, which revealed a few touches of relaxation. Although he could feel the intense pain, he still showed a few smiles, and his voice was filled with sincerity: "Thank you."
The smile and voice fell into Zhao Nanzhi's eyes and ears, and she could no longer hold back her emotions: "My lord also wants to be with the madam forever, the madam is really happy~"
"Big... easy..." Lu Jinan opened his mouth.
Listening to his voice, Zhao Nanzhi revealed a few touches of shyness: "My lord wants to say, the madam knows. My lord does indeed want to feel it again, doesn't he?"
It's okay, once my lord becomes the madam's destined sword spirit, the madam will always keep my lord in her arms and never let go.”
Pausing for a moment, her voice took on a hint of distress: "Only that the hilt is not as good as my lord... But if we can be together through all lifetimes, the madam will be content. The madam will take good care of my lord's body."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Nanzhi's wrist holding the sword forcefully exerted strength: "My lord~"
Soon, my lord can be with the madam forever~”
Lu Jinan pulled at the corners of his mouth, managing a smile that held a touch of relief. His consciousness drifted away with Zhao Nanzhi's delusional voice into the rainy night outside the window.
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Author: After writing two novels totaling over five million words, "With My Senior Sister, It's Difficult to Date" and "My Senior Sister Isn't Human!", the new book is being released today.
This time, the author tries to write in the wuxia genre, which is still a type that readers who like the author will enjoy. This time, the male protagonist does not start invincible, but instead tries to write about leveling up. If there are any shortcomings, please be kind and forgive.
Then, here I ask everyone to follow and read the new book during its debut period, as it involves recommendation promotion and the motivation of the author.
Of course, as the author's character ensures that she will not go on a "dry spell," I ask everyone to please support the new book during its release period.
Thank you all!
