Lu Jian'an suddenly opened his eyes, and what greeted him were the silk curtains at the top of the bed. A pleasant fragrance of hairs lingered around his nose, and there was a warm and soft object in his embrace. The texture was quite obvious.

    He unconsciously lifted his hand to touch his neck. Hmm, it's still there, still here, not a bit painful.

    Dream?

    Not at all.

    Feeling drained of qi and spirit, Lu Jian'an smiled with relief. He succeeded.

    Relying on the "Great Perfect Calm Meditation Technique," a trump card similar to the 'save' in games or the 'simulator' in novels, he successfully performed the magic of crossing the river of time and space for the first time, using his own soul as a medium. He wouldn't have to be killed... he wouldn't have to be refined into a sword spirit anymore.

    However, unlike the 'save' in games and the 'simulator' in novels that are controlled by unknown forces, he is able to grasp his own destiny with his own power.

    It feels great to have control over one's own destiny.

    Although becoming a sword spirit is not death, I'd much rather become a immortal!

    Clenching his fists, Lu Jian'an thought to himself, "It's a relief that Zhao Nanzhi isn't obsessed enough to insist on having a ghost companion forever." He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

    Because she only wanted to refine him into a sword spirit, he had the chance to activate the "Great Perfect Calm Meditation Technique" and backtrack through time when his soul was departing.

    Mysteriously, Lu Jian'an felt a bit fortunate that there wasn't a bizarre scene of her embracing his head and kissing it...

    Thinking about it, Lu Jian'an smiled silently and then fell into deep thought. Although the scene of being refined into a sword spirit was not false, from today's perspective, it could also be seen as a simulation prediction for the future...

    "Hmm~" A muffled moan came from his arms, and Zhu Nanzhi, rubbing her eyes, murmured, "My husband has woken up?"

    Lu Jian'an looked down at the woman, who was drowsy and slightly cute, and then turned his head to look at the floor, where clothes were messy and intertwined. He judged which day it was by the colors of the clothes.

    The day after tomorrow evening, he would be refined into a sword spirit by Zhu Nanzhi.

    Lu Jian'an's heartbeat quickened.

    While liking a story, it's a matter of preference. But being loved by a sickly person, it's truly a misfortune!

    Being loved by a beautiful and well-figured psychopath might be interesting, but Lu Jian'an doesn't want to experience any more mishaps!

    So the crisis has not been resolved yet. If nothing is done, he will still end up being refined into a sword spirit by Zhu Nanzhi!

    "My lord, you woke up exceptionally early today~"

    Waking up, Zhu Nanzhi smiled playfully and slowly crawled onto Lu Jian'an's body like a cat. Her legs gently swayed beneath the thin quilt, and her warm hands crossed over his neck. The weight of her upper body was clear to Lu Jian'an.

    The tips of Zhu Nanzhi's long, smooth hair brushed against Lu Jian'an's shoulder, reflecting a deep indigo sheen slightly lighter than black in the dim light.

    Mm~

    Zhu Nanzhi kissed Lu Jian'an's lips and then slid her long, supple legs from his sides onto the bed. She blushed slightly, pursed her lips, and smiled softly before burying her head in his neck and taking a deep breath, clinging tightly: "My lady thinks that no matter how much she looks at my husband, she won't feel tired~"

    Lu Jian'an inhaled the delicate fragrance from her hair, his thoughts were a mix of complexities.

    To be honest, it's difficult to associate her with the image of a maniacal psychopath with an ugly smile on her face.

    Especially unexpected was that she had hidden the venom that sealed her power inside her body and then released it during intimacy...

    Lu Jian'an noticed that Zhu Nanzhi was fidgety and wanted to exercise again, so he quickly sat up and pushed her aside. This made her give a dissatisfied complaint: "My lord~"

    "I'm hungry." Lu Jian'an smiled helplessly at her: "Are you not hungry?"

    As the thin blanket slipped off his shoulder, Zhu Nanzhi turned her head to look at him, displaying herself gracefully. Her delicate collarbones showed an elegant curve, and her flat abdomen had no trace of fat.

    Her jade-like legs, together and plump, were accompanied by fair skin without a single flaw and a pure, cold aura. She was essentially the ultimate innate white-silk Saint's body.

    Rubbing her eyes, Zhu Nanzhi said with cheerfulness, "I'm just about to satisfy my husband~"

    Lu Jian'an looked at this woman who seemed to be reincarnated as a white tiger, reached out to pinch her chin, and smiled and said, "It's all thanks to me. Think about it for me?"

    Zhu Nanzhi was startled and stared at Lu Jian'an, who felt the warmth of his husband's hands on her face, leaving her momentarily dazed.

    Although they have been very close for the past half year, there has usually been no communication afterward, and her husband had never made such an intimate gesture as this before.

    Zhu Nanzhi blushed and lowered her head, her cheeks blooming with a spring glow that was completely opposite to her cold aura.

    Lu Jian'an looked at her, "Oh, besides her hidden psychopathic trait, she's also a high offense, low defense type?"

    "My lord, what would you like to eat? I'll go prepare it." Zhu Nanzhi raised her head with a smile and asked excitedly.

    She was so happy, always looking forward to advancing to the highest realm of soul and body communication with her husband.

    Being able to have such intimate conversations with her husband allows her to enjoy more time together, not hurrying to refine him into a sword spirit.

    After all, if she forcefully refined him into a sword spirit, it wouldn't achieve perfect compatibility, and he would definitely be cold to her for a long time, not talking to her... that would be too painful.

    "It's all good." Lu Jian'an said softly: "Your cooking is very to my taste."

    "Alright, I'll go prepare it right away," Zhu Nanzhi said with a joyful expression as she got out of bed. After quickly putting on the chest-high skirt-like garment she had taken off last night, she walked out of the bedroom with light steps, leaving behind a graceful silhouette with bare shoulders and arms for Lu Jian'an.

    "What a good woman she is, why is she a psychopath?"

    Lu Jian'an breathed out a sigh of relief, feeling a mix of emotions but not hating Zhu Nanzhi.

    I'm not made of iron or stone, how can I not be touched after being together for more than a year?

    It's just that I'm not sure about her true intentions, so I've only been 'in love with her' instead of 'liking her'.

    As for now, Lu Jian'an, who knew Zhu Nanzhi's intentions, felt not only calm but even had the intention to take the initiative.

    In the end, Zhu Nanzhi's meticulous intention was simply to refine him into her soul-bound sword spirit so that he could always be by her side.

    Becoming a sword spirit is not death, it's just that the physical body is lost, and the soul integrates with the spirit of the own sacred sword to continue existing.

    If he had no talent for cultivating spiritual power, living like this should be fine, but he absolutely does not want to become the sword spirit of a rich and beautiful immortal woman.

    Then, he would have to train her to be more compliant so that the crazy psychopath couldn't achieve her goal.

    After all, he has to 'revenge' her for her evil schemes against him...

    Although it's normal to stay far away from a psychopath, as a practitioner of Daoism, it's about following one's heart. If he doesn't 'revenge' her back, he'll have a phantom in his mind!

    Therefore, the first step is to find a way to expel the unknown toxin from his body, because with his cultivation, he has the confidence to stand up against the psychopath.

    The only good news now is that he knows the purpose that Zhu Nanzhi has for him, and he has already been poisoned. She can easily turn him into a mortal with just a drug, leaving him with no ability to resist.

    So there's no need to keep a vigilant heart as before.

    Unfortunately, Zhu Nanzhi was too vigilant, and he couldn't find out what kind of poison it was before he could activate the "Great Perfect Calm Meditation Technique."

    However, having reached this point is already good enough. He just needs to think of ways to solve the problem in the remaining time.

    Lu Jian'an stretched out his hand and took the loose martial arts clothing from the chair at the foot of the bed, casually tied his hair with a wooden hairpin, and then got up to come to the outer hall. He pushed open the wooden door and walked into the light.

    The June breeze swept across his face, slightly bitter with a touch of coolness.

    The sun-capped mountains and the sea of peaks gradually entered his heart. He could hear the sound of waterfalls and streams flowing through the mist in his ears.

    As Lu Jian'an walked into the courtyard, he looked up at the birds flying over the clouds, lost in thought.

    He had been reborn on the Cloud Peak Continent for twenty years, and had experienced quite a few things, big or small. But being played by a woman like this was his first... no, second time.

    It was just a little more dangerous this time, but it didn't hurt too much.

    It's not that he wasn't vigilant enough, but who could have imagined that Zhu Nanzhi would hide the poison in such a place?

    What a crazy woman! She even thought of forcing him to hide the poison!

    Thinking about it, Lu Jian'an couldn't help but smile again. Having been reborn is like being reincarnated again, and he's already stacked up quite a few buffs.

    Putting aside the distracting thoughts, Lu Jian'an, who had stretched his limbs, began his morning exercises while listening to the sounds of Zhu Nanzhi preparing breakfast in the kitchen, and at the same time restoring his nearly depleted soul power and spiritual energy.

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