《Accidentally Impregnating a Demon Lord》 Chapter 1 ¡°This Gu Poison is extremely pure and intense, and there¡¯s no medicine that can cure it. Once the Gu Poison takes effect, the poisoned person will bleed from all seven orifices and explode to death. However, although this Gu Poison is overbearing, as long as you find someone who has the exact opposite physique to you to dual cultivate before the poison takes effect, you can remove the poison. Only, if I remember correctly, you should have an all-yang physique, right? Haha, an all-yang physique! If you want to live, then you¡¯ll have to find someone with an all-yin physique to cultivate with. Unfortunately, there¡¯s no one with an all-yin physique in this world. You¡¯re on your own, this is the price you have to pay for dirtying your Senior Sister¡¯s dress!¡± The man¡¯s mocking voice was still ringing in her ears. Song Zhi sighed and poked at the wild chestnuts burning in the pit. The chestnut shells had already split open and were emitting a faint fragrance. Song Zhi¡¯s thoughts started to drift away as she looked at them. Ten days ago, she transmigrated into a cultivation novel called ¡®The Final Battle of Immortals and Demons at the Top of the Purple Clouds¡¯. The man who ridiculed her was also the man who poisoned her. He was a crazy admirer of the female protagonist in the novel. In the original text, her character accidentally dirtied the female protagonist¡¯s skirt and was hated by this female protagonist¡¯s crazy admirer. He poisoned her with Gu Poison. If she could not find someone with an all-yin physique to cultivate with, the Gu Poison would take effect a month later, and she would die from bleeding from her seven orifices. When Song Zhi first transmigrated, she was already poisoned. It had been ten days since she was poisoned. According to the original plot, she would die from the poison in 20 days. In her past life, Song Zhi had a car accident and was in a vegetative state in the hospital. Not only did the character in the book have the same name as her, but even their faces were the same. Hence, she quickly accepted the fact that she had transmigrated and also accepted the tragic situation that she had only 20 days left to live after being given a new life. However, when she thought of the tragic state of the poison in the original text, Song Zhi wished she could go back to her previous life and continue being a vegetable who could not move or speak! However, just as Song Zhi was prepared to die, she suddenly remembered something. Although an all-yin physique was rare in the world, it was not completely non-existent. For example, in the original text, there was a Demon Lord in the Great War of Immortals and demons, the biggest villain in the original text, Mo Xiuyao. In the original text, Mo Xiuyao¡¯s character was strange and reckless. Anyone who did not follow his wishes would die. If he was not happy, he could stir up a bloody storm in the Immortal cultivation world. However, such a reckless person with blood on his hands actually had a large number of admirers in the Immortal cultivation world because of his beauty. The female lead of this text was one of them. ¡°He¡¯s a dangerous person who likes to kill people and has an unpredictable mood. What¡¯s there to like?¡± Song Zhi mumbled and then sighed sadly. If it was any other time, she would definitely run away and hide far away if she encountered such a dangerous person. But now, if she wanted to live, she had to take the initiative to find him. Yes, Song Zhi decided to look for Mo Xiuyao, the only known man with an all-yin physique in the original text. Although from the original text¡¯s description of Mo Xiuyao, it was equivalent to seeking her own death if she went to find Mo Xiuyao, Song Zhi would not live in peace if she did not work hard! Furthermore, from Mo Xiuyao¡¯s character, he was not completely hopeless. Mo Xiuyao loved good food to the point of obsession. The reason why the people of the Immortal cultivation world could seal Mo Xiuyao was because they knew this characteristic of his and put spirit herbs that weakened his cultivation in his food. Song Zhi, as the fifth-generation inheritor of the Song family¡¯s cuisines in her previous life, thought that her cooking skills were not bad. She could make some traditional dishes and Western desserts. Moreover, according to her observations in the past ten days, this world was a ¡®food desert¡¯ with nothing good to eat. Although Mo Xiuyao loved to eat, he probably had not eaten anything good before. If she could capture his favor through his stomach, she might have a chance of survival. ¡°No matter what, it¡¯s better than lying down and dying equally. Let¡¯s take a gamble!¡± Song Zhi did as she said. She put the leftover wild chestnuts into her pocket and continued on her way. After Song Zhi left, a small squirrel vigilantly moved to the fire and tentatively plucked out a chestnut that Song Zhi had missed. It sniffed it and took a bite. After tasting the taste, it impatiently ate the rest of the chestnut shell! Song Zhi had been on the road for the entire morning and finally arrived at the foot of the Purple Cloud Peak. The Purple Cloud Peak was one of the three great spirit peaks in the cultivation world. On the peak was the Purple Cloud Sword Sect that all Immortal cultivators yearned for. Mo Xiuyao, whom she was looking for, was suppressed in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley behind The Purple Cloud Peak. Chapter 2 Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and found a quiet place to squat down. She started to rummage through her Cosmos Bag. The sect she belonged to was called Hehuan Sect. Before she ran out of Hehuan Sect, she had stolen many good things, and the Cosmos Bag was one of them. The Cosmos Bag looked like a small cloth bag the size of a palm, but there was a mini dimension inside and it could hold enough things to fill three large mansions. In addition to the magic tools she had stolen from Hehuan Sect, the Cosmos Bag now contained all sorts of essential supplies she had bought on the way. Song Zhi rummaged through her Cosmos Bag and found the Face-Changing Water unique to Hehuan Sect. As long as one was focused after consuming it, one could transform into any appearance. If one did not take the antidote, this appearance could be maintained for at least five years. Even people with extremely high cultivation would not be able to see through it. The reason why there was this kind of Face-Changing Water was that in order to improve their cultivation, the disciples of Hehuan Sect often had to hook up with various cultivators to cultivate together. In order to achieve twice the results with half the effort, they often used this kind of cultivation water to transform into the appearance that the other party liked¡­ Well here¡¯s the problem¡­ What did the Demon Lord like? Song Zhi recalled the plot and realized that Mo Xiuyao did not like anything, let alone women. The only thing he had expressed his love for was a demonic beast called the swift rabbit, and it was because of the swift rabbit¡¯s delicious meat. But she couldn¡¯t possibly turn into a rabbit, right? The corner of Song Zhi¡¯s mouth twitched. She thought that she did not intend to use her looks to win over Mo Xiuyao, so she simply changed her facial features to distinguish them from her real appearance. After changing her face, she took out an invisible cloak and put it on before going up the mountain along the path. Before coming to The Purple Cloud Peak, Song Zhi had done a lot of homework. That was why she could easily pass through all kinds of small paths, avoid the patrolling Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples, and rush to the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. According to the plot, the Demon¡¯s Note Valley was surrounded by barriers and arrays, and there was a huge seal made by all the major sects above. In order to suppress Demon Lord Mo Xiuyao, anyone who entered the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, regardless of their cultivation, would lose all their skills and become an ordinary person. However, this pressure was an exception to those who cultivated in the Hehuan Sect. Song Zhi¡¯s cultivation level was very low. There was no difference whether she had cultivation or not, so she did not care if it was suppressed or not. Because the defensive layer of the Demon¡¯s Note Valley was strong enough, there were only ordinary disciples from the Purple Cloud Sword Sect guarding the outside of the valley. This was convenient for Song Zhi. She wrapped the invisibility cloak tightly and held her breath as she passed through The Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples, finally stepping into the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. As soon as she entered the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, a strange gust of wind blew at her, blowing off the hood of her cloak. Song Zhi quickly put it on and looked back guiltily. Thank God, The Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples did not notice her. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. Her heart was beating like a drum as she walked forward cautiously. The trees in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley were tall and blocked out the sun. There was no sunlight all year round, and there was an unpleasant smell everywhere. Song Zhi stepped on the soft and wet fallen leaves, and her shoes were instantly soaked. She trembled as she walked forward. The deeper she went, the more nervous she became. There were a few times when she wanted to turn around and run away, but when she thought of her purpose here, she resisted the urge to run away. Demon¡¯s Note Valley was huge, very huge. Song Zhi walked for a long time before she passed by a small forest. Just as she was thinking about how to find the Demon Lord Mo Xiuyao, a mocking voice suddenly came from not far away. ¡°It¡¯s said that the demon¡¯s cultivation is extremely high, but I don¡¯t think so. Otherwise, why would he be locked up in this dark place for 30 years?¡± ¡°Not only is the demon¡¯s cultivation base not as high as the rumors say, but his appearance is also not as handsome as the rumors say. I think he is not even one-tenth of Eldest Senior Brother¡¯s handsomeness.¡± ¡°Indeed, the demon¡¯s face is indeed ordinary.¡± There were other people here? Song Zhi was surprised for a moment. Then, she remembered that the original text mentioned that some outer sect disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect would group up to mock the Demon Lord, who was suppressed in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. When Song Zhi was reading the novel, she did not understand why the Purple Cloud Sword Sect¡¯s outer sect disciples dared to mock Mo Xiuyao when he was sealed in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, while the other sects in the Immortal cultivation world were afraid of him. Mo Xiuyao did not get angry even after being ridiculed. He acted as if they could say whatever they wanted. His attitude also caused the outer sect disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect to become more and more presumptuous. However, no matter how presumptuous they were, they only dared to mock the Demon Lord from afar, and did not dare to do anything else. Chapter 3 Song Zhi suppressed the doubts in her heart and moved forward quietly. After she went around a big tree, she saw two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples and Mo Xiuyao, who was dressed in a black robe, opposite them. The moment she saw Mo Xiuyao¡¯s face, Song Zhi¡¯s first reaction was to wonder if these two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples were blind. These guys actually said that Mo Xiuyao looked ordinary? Was this ordinary? Her second reaction was¡­ If she knew that this would happen, she would have picked a prettier face. The two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples were still chattering away. Mo Xiuyao was leaning lazily on a tree and playing with a leaf. Suddenly, he raised his hand and looked in Song Zhi¡¯s direction. His long and narrow eyes were sharp and unruly. Song Zhi was so frightened that her heart almost stopped beating! It was only when Mo Xiuyao shifted his gaze away and continued to play with the leaf in his hand that Song Zhi heaved a long sigh of relief. She realized that she was still wearing the invisibility cloak and Mo Xiuyao would not notice her. Song Zhi silently calmed down. After she had calmed down, she saw that the two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples were still ridiculing Mo Xiuyao. She could not stand it anymore. Please, she was still waiting to ask Mo Xiuyao for help. If these two people were to make Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mood worse, then wouldn¡¯t her chances of success be even smaller? At the thought of this, Song Zhi secretly picked up a pebble and threw it at one of the two disciples. ¡°Who¡¯s there!¡± The people who were hit turned around in anger, but the Demon¡¯s Note Valley was quiet, with big trees and cold wind. The person who was hit was stunned and felt a chill in his heart. ¡°Senior Brother, what¡¯s wrong?¡± The person beside him asked. ¡°I¡¯m¡­ I¡¯m fine.¡± The eldest senior brother shook his head and continued to look at Mo Xiuyao. However, just as he turned his head, Song Zhi hit him again. The senior brother turned around, but there was still nothing behind him! He swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt a little nervous. The other disciple was affected by him and both their legs also went soft. ¡°Senior Brother, what¡¯s happening¡­?¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay, don¡¯t panic, don¡¯t panic.¡± The senior brother did not know whether to comfort others or himself. He looked at Mo Xiuyao coldly and said, ¡°Speak, did you do it?¡± Mo Xiuyao sneered and crushed the leaf into a ball, the juice staining his well-defined fingers. This casual action shocked the people present, as if Mo Xiuyao was not crushing the leaf, but their heads. ¡°Senior Brother, let¡¯s go. This man is too evil¡­¡± Someone could not help but falter. The eldest senior brother laughed coldly and said, ¡°I¡¯ll get back at you next time.¡± After saying that, he turned around and left dejectedly. As soon as he left, the people beside him quickly followed. Although they tried their best not to show their fear, their backs looked like they were running away. Song Zhi looked at the two¡¯s panicking backs and could not help but smile. Just as she was feeling smug, a lazy voice suddenly sounded by her ear. ¡°You¡¯re still hiding?¡± ¡°Ah!¡± Song Zhi shuddered and fell to the ground in shock. The hat on her head fell off and she looked at Mo Xiuyao, who had appeared silently beside her, in horror. Mo Xiuyao scoffed, his long and narrow eyes filled with disdain. ¡°You¡¯re so timid. How dare you come to the Demon¡¯s Note Valley¡± Song Zhi swallowed her saliva silently. She wanted to ask Mo Xiuyao how he found her, but on second thought, she was facing Mo Xiuyao when she threw the stone at him. He must have found her at that time. Song Zhi¡¯s lips twitched and she forced out a friendly smile. ¡°H-hello, Demon Lord¡­¡± ¡°Seeking revenge?¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows. ¡°No, no,¡± Song Zhi quickly waved her hands and said. Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes and did not say a word, but the pressure around him was almost tangible. Song Zhi swallowed her saliva again. Just as she was about to speak, Mo Xiuyao suddenly leaned over. As she watched Mo Xiuyao¡¯s handsome face inch closer in front of her eyes, Song Zhi¡¯s heart almost jumped out and her mind went blank for a moment. No way, no way? She hadn¡¯t even done anything yet, and the demon wanted to kiss her? Did he take a fancy to the face she had conjured? But didn¡¯t the original text say that the demon didn¡¯t get close to women? Or was it because the demon had been locked up for 30 years and hadn¡¯t seen a woman for 30 years that he had gone crazy? ¡°What¡¯s that smell?¡± Mo Xiuyao asked. ¡°Ah?¡± Song Zhi was stunned. ¡°It smells like roasted chestnuts.¡± For the first time, Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes seemed to be serious. Song Zhi blinked her eyes and only reacted after a while. She took out a few roasted chestnuts from her pocket. ¡°It¡¯s indeed chestnuts.¡± Chapter 4 Mo Xiuyao took the chestnut, and with a little force from his slender fingers, the chestnut shell broke open, revealing the golden chestnut meat inside. After tasting one, Mo Xiuyao was deep in thought. ¡°It¡¯s easier to peel than the chestnuts I¡¯ve eaten before, and it¡¯s sweeter than the general roasted chestnuts. Not only is it sweet, but it¡¯s also very sticky.¡± ¡°I applied oil and sugar when I roasted it, and I didn¡¯t use an open fire either, so it¡¯s more fragrant.¡± As Song Zhi spoke, she took out a half-eaten roasted sweet potato. ¡°It¡¯s delicious even when it¡¯s cold.¡± Mo Xiuyao took it and tasted it. He finally looked at Song Zhi. This look encouraged Song Zhi greatly! As expected, in this world of food, even if Mo Xiuyao was the Demon Lord, he had not eaten much good food! Just as she was about to take out something else, Mo Xiuyao interrupted her, ¡°Tell me, why did you come to the Demon¡¯s Note Valley?¡± After Mo Xiuyao asked her this question, Song Zhi¡¯s courage dissipated a little. She replied, ¡°I¡¯d like to ask you for a small favor.¡± ¡°I can¡¯t get out.¡± Mo Xiuyao pointed at the huge seal above. ¡°I don¡¯t need to go out. It¡¯s a small help that I can help you without leaving the Demon¡¯s Note Valley,¡± Song Zhi said hurriedly. ¡°Oh?¡± Mo Xiuyao played with the chestnut shell in his hand. ¡°It¡¯s just that¡­ I want to invite you to perform dual cultivation with me a few times.¡± Song Zhi¡¯s face was full of flattery. ¡°¡­ What did you say?¡± Mo Xiuyao stopped playing with the chestnut shell and asked Song Zhi calmly. Song Zhi almost turned around and ran away from Mo Xiuyao¡¯s stare, but when she thought of how she would bleed to death in 20 days, she gave up the idea of running away and stammered as she explained to Mo Xiuyao, ¡°I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ve been poisoned by a Gu, and I have an all-yang physique. Only by dual cultivating with someone with an all-yin physique can I survive. If it¡¯s possible, I¡¯m afraid¡­¡± Dual cultivation meant that a man and a woman had sex and blended together. Before Song Zhi could finish her sentence, the chestnut shell in Mo Xiuyao¡¯s hand turned into powder. He looked at Song Zhi and asked even more calmly as he said, ¡°What did you just say?¡± Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± After Mo Xiuyao spoke, he disappeared without waiting for Song Zhi to answer. Song Zhi knew that it would not be easy for the demon to perform dual cultivation with her. Hence, she was not disappointed. After getting up from the ground, she patted her butt and started to wander around, planning to familiarize herself with the nearby environment. The trees in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley were all tall and luxuriant, and each of them reached into the clouds. Thanks to these big trees, the whole valley was covered by the canopy, which prevented the sun from shining in. Therefore, the climate in the valley was humid, and the fallen leaves piled up on the ground were more than ten centimeters thick. When one stepped on them, they were soft and loose, and they made a crunching, splashing sound. Song Zhi observed as she walked. Unknowingly, she arrived in front of a small stream. Although the sky above the stream was also covered by a tree crown, there were no trees growing around the stream. It was a very clean open space. The stream water was clear and the flow was stable. There were small fish swimming slowly in it, and even the fish scales were clearly visible. Song Zhi recognized it at a glance. These fishes were not big, but their meat was very fresh and delicious. It was delicious whether it was fried or stewed. Song Zhi rubbed her hands and tiptoed to the side of the stream. Just as she was about to go into the water to fish, she saw a face on the mirror-like surface of the water. She cried out in shock and sat on the shore in horror. What was that? Song Zhi swallowed a few times and stared at the water without moving. However, there was nothing on the water. Just when she was sure that she did not see wrongly, even though it was just a quick glance, the face¡¯s appearance was already imprinted in her mind. An oval face, willow-like eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and red lips. It was a very bright and beautiful face. The only thing was that those eyes seemed a little familiar. It seemed like he was teasing her? Song Zhi paused and looked down at her body for the first time. However, her line of sight passed straight through her body to the fallen leaves behind her. Song Zhi was stunned for a moment. She seemed to have thought of something and went to the water again. As expected, she saw the same face again. There was only one face and nothing below the neck. Song Zhi¡¯s lips twitched. The reflection in the water also twitched the corner of her mouth. Song Zhi laughed out of anger! She had only taken off the invisibility cloak¡¯s hat, but she was still wearing the rest of the cloak! So, in Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes, she was just a floating head that could still talk! Song Zhi took a deep breath. She did not dare to imagine how horrifying the scene that Mo Xiuyao saw was. After she took off her invisibility cloak, she rolled up her pants and sleeves and stepped into the stream. Chapter 5 On the other side, Mo Xiuyao, who had not left at all and had been observing Song Zhi in the dark, raised his eyebrows. He was a little curious about what Song Zhi was going to do in the water. Just as he was about to take a look, he saw Song Zhi quickly grab a stone-spotted fish, then take out a bamboo basket from the Cosmos Bag and throw the fish in. It was probably because there were not many people in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, and Mo Xiuyao did not go into the water to catch fish when he was idle, so these little fish were not vigilant and had no sense of danger, and were very easy to catch. Song Zhi had been busy for half an hour and caught more than 20 fish. She estimated that it was about time, so she stood up and stretched. Just as she was about to get out of the water, she heard a sound from behind. ¡°Senior Sister, there must be something wrong with Mo Xiuyao. I was standing in front of him just now, but I was suddenly hit by a stone, and twice.¡± ¡°Mo Xiuyao was sealed in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley and lost all his cultivation. He¡¯s no different from an ordinary person, so how could he have attacked you? Are you sure it¡¯s not an illusion?¡± ¡°Of course I¡¯m sure. Junior Brother can be my witness.¡± The eldest senior brother, who had just returned, quickly said. The junior brother beside him also nodded repeatedly. ¡°Yes, Senior Sister, I can be a witness. Although I didn¡¯t see the stone, when Eldest Senior Brother was hit, I was sure that I heard the sound stone coming from behind him.¡± ¡°Then let¡¯s go and meet Mo Xiuyao. If he really does have something up his sleeve, we¡¯ll immediately go back and report it to the sect. We might even be able to make a great contribution.¡± As soon as the Senior Sister finished speaking, three people appeared in the open space. The eldest senior brother was quick to react. He ran to the stream and picked up the bamboo basket by the stream. ¡°Senior Sister, look! Mo Xiuyao is still in the mood to catch fish!¡± The woman who was called Senior Sister by the eldest senior brother came forward. She looked at the fish in the bamboo basket and said, ¡°The bamboo basket is still there, which means Mo Xiuyao is nearby.¡± After she finished speaking, she looked around, but she only saw the dark forest and wet ground. ¡°Don¡¯t tell me he heard the commotion and went into hiding?¡± The junior brother asked doubtfully. The eldest senior brother sneered. ¡°He must have known that Senior Sister was here. Mo Xiuyao must have been scared and hid.¡± ¡°Mighty Senior Sister!¡± The junior brother immediately flattered her. Song Zhi, who was hiding in the invisibility cloak, twitched the corner of her mouth. She felt that this eldest senior brother and junior brother were wasting their talents in cultivation. They should go to the mortal world and be the lackeys of the officials and nobles, flattering them every day. ¡°The Demon¡¯s Note Valley is quite big. If Mo Xiuyao wants to hide from us, I¡¯m afraid we won¡¯t be able to find him in a short time.¡± The Senior Sister frowned. ¡°It¡¯s okay. We¡¯ll wait here. I don¡¯t believe Mo Xiuyao won¡¯t come out!¡± After eldest senior brother finished speaking, he kicked the bamboo basket away. Because Mo Xiuyao did not care what others said, he did not seem to have a temper, so the outer disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect were not too afraid of him. They did not dare to find trouble with him directly, but they often provoked him with words. The bamboo basket flew two meters away, and the stone-spotted fish inside fell out, bouncing on the ground like springs. When Song Zhi saw that the fruits of her labor were wasted, she was so angry that she cursed the ancestors of these three people in her heart. The three people who were being scolded did not know anything and were still walking around the stream, not showing any intention of leaving. Song Zhi¡¯s heart ached when she saw the stone-spotted fish¡¯s movements becoming weaker and weaker, and some of them even stopped moving. She had to eat them fresh to maintain the taste. If she cooked them after they were completely dead, the taste would be greatly reduced. Furthermore, she had carefully selected these 20 fish. The rest of the fish in the stream were either too small or too thin! In order not to let her efforts go to waste, Song Zhi took a deep breath and picked up a stone. When the three of them were not prepared, she used the same trick and threw it at them. ¡°Aiya!¡± The eldest senior brother cried out in shock and covered his head as he quickly complained, ¡°Senior Sister! Someone hit me! Mo Xiuyao is indeed nearby!¡± ¡°I saw it, the rock flew out from there!¡± His junior brother¡¯s eyes were sharp and he quickly pointed in Song Zhi¡¯s direction. With a straight face, the senior sister looked at where her junior brother was pointing and angrily rebuked, ¡°Mo Xiuyao, I advise you to come out quickly. If you continue to play tricks, I won¡¯t be polite to you!¡± The senior sister¡¯s shout was powerful and resounding, but unfortunately, the mountain forest was empty, and there was not even a single echo, nor was there anyone else¡¯s reply. The three of them were silent for a moment, and the eldest senior brother said tentatively, ¡°I was also hit in the back of the head before, but Mo Xiuyao was opposite me at that time.¡± The senior sister suddenly realized and turned to look in the opposite direction. She shouted again, ¡°Mo Xiuyao, hurry up and come out!¡± Chapter 6 ¡°Pfft!¡± Song Zhi could not hold it in and laughed out loud. ¡°Who is it? Who¡¯s laughing?¡± The senior sister turned her head sharply, or rather, she was pretending to be sharp. Song Zhi could already tell that the three of them were all idiots. She was no longer afraid and walked quietly to the middle of the three of them. Then, while the three of them were highly focused, she suddenly kicked the junior brother. The junior Brother cried out in shock. The senior sister immediately turned around and asked, ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°Senior Sister, someone kicked me,¡± the junior brother quickly said. Just as the senior sister was about to ask about the situation, a stone suddenly hit her foot, and her face was twisted in pain. The senior and junior brothers were getting more and more nervous. Song Zhi saw that they could not find her and got addicted to it. She pulled their legs and hit their shoulders. The three of them were on the verge of collapse. Suddenly, the senior sister was forced into a corner. She pulled out her long sword and started slashing randomly! Song Zhi did not expect her to suddenly attack and could not dodge in time. She could only watch as the sword with a cold glint came towards her. Song Zhi¡¯s face turned pale from fear. She thought that she was dead for sure. Who knew that her senior sister¡¯s wrist would suddenly shake and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang. ¡°Ugh¡­¡± Senior Sister clutched her wrist, her expression pained, as if she had been injured. The senior and junior brothers were shocked and quickly went to help her. The three of them were nervous and scared. They stumbled away, not daring to be as arrogant as they were when they first came. Song Zhi was confused. She thought about how the senior sister looked just now. It was as if she was hit by something on the wrist or had a cramp. Hmm, it should be a cramp. Song Zhi saw it clearly. There was no one beside her and no one touched her. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. She stood still and waited for a while. After making sure that no one was coming back, she took off her cloak again and picked up the fish on the ground. Fortunately, she had picked them up in time. Most of the fish were still alive, but not as lively as before. She did not dare to waste any more time and squatted down by the stream to deal with the stone-spotted fish. The scales of this kind of small fish were not hard. One only needed to use one¡¯s finger to scrape against the scales, and a large piece of fish scale could be scraped off. Then, one could use a dagger to cut open the fish¡¯s abdomen and wash the internal organs. The fish was then cleaned up. She cleaned up all 20 fish in less than half an hour. Song Zhi took out the pot she bought from the market from her Cosmos Bag. She then took out flour, rapeseed oil, and various seasonings. She marinated the fish with salt and wine before boiling the oil. Mo Xiuyao leaned against a tree trunk in the dark and looked at Song Zhi lazily. He roughly understood what Song Zhi was doing. After marinating the fish for a while, Song Zhi washed it clean with the stream water. She added some salt and flour, mixed it well, and then fried it. When the first pot of fish was about to be cooked, Mo Xiuyao suddenly appeared. ¡°This kind of small fish doesn¡¯t have any meat on its body. What¡¯s there to eat?¡± Mo Xiuyao asked unhurriedly. ¡°Demon Lord?!¡± Song Zhi¡¯s face was filled with surprise. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and said with a faint smile, ¡°Why are you acting surprised? Didn¡¯t you spend so much effort just to lure me out?¡± One of his few well-known characteristics was his love for good food. Song Zhi laughed dryly. ¡°It was indeed to lure you out. However, I¡¯m still surprised to see you here.¡± As the two of them were talking, the fish in the pot was already 70 percent done and was giving off a fragrant smell. Mo Xiuyao reluctantly took a look. Song Zhi fished the fish out and fried it again with more firewood. She then passed it to Mo Xiuyao. ¡°Demon Lord, why don¡¯t you try it?¡± ¡°I won¡¯t.¡± Mo Xiuyao rejected her without hesitation. In the original text, it was said that the Demon Lord Mo Xiuyao had two hobbies, cultivation and good food. As long as the food tasted good, there was nothing that he would not eat, even if it was the roasted chestnuts and sweet potatoes that others had eaten. So, when Song Zhi handed the fried fish to Mo Xiuyao, she did not think that he would reject it. Now that he said he did not want to try it, she was stunned for a moment and quickly explained, ¡°This fish is called the stone-spotted fish. Don¡¯t be fooled by its small size, its meat is very delicious.¡± ¡°Do you think I don¡¯t know what a stone-spotted fish is?¡± Mo Xiuyao interrupted Song Zhi¡¯s words with an ambiguous expression. Song Zhi paused for a moment and reacted. That¡¯s right, the Demon Lord had eaten all the delicacies in the world, how could he not know about the stone-spotted fish? ¡­ Of course, if those messy things in this world could be called delicacies. ¡°So, why don¡¯t you want to try this fish?¡± Song Zhi was very curious. She was very confident in her fried fish, so she wanted to know why Mo Xiuyao did not want to eat it. Chapter 7 Mo Xiuyao glanced at Song Zhi and turned to leave. Song Zhi was anxious when she saw that he was leaving. She suddenly remembered that the demon liked cultivation and good food the most, but he hated trouble the most! Song Zhi suddenly had an idea and shouted at Mo Xiuyao, ¡°I can help you pick out the fish bones!¡± Mo Xiuyao stopped in his tracks and looked at Song Zhi for the first time. Song Zhi boasted, ¡°I¡¯m very good at picking the bones.¡± Mo Xiuyao stared at Song Zhi for a while, as if he was considering something. Then, he walked back to the pot. Song Zhi saw this and took out a small table and a stool from her Cosmos Bag. She also took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks. ¡°You¡¯re well-equipped.¡± Mo Xiuyao was amused. Song Zhi laughed and said, ¡°I¡¯m just waiting for you to save me. Naturally, I have to serve you well.¡± When she said this, Mo Xiuyao thought of her request just now and looked at her with a meaningful look. Song Zhi stopped there. She lowered her head and used her chopsticks to pick out the fish bones. There were not many bones in the stone-spotted fish, but they were all very small. Picking them took a lot of effort. Fortunately, she was very skilled in picking bones. It did not take long for her to pick them. After picking out the bones, the fish was still intact and not broken. ¡°Demon Lord, please.¡± Song Zhi handed over the fish she had picked. Mo Xiuyao picked up his chopsticks and asked, ¡°Are you sure you¡¯ve picked them clean?¡± ¡°It¡¯s definitely clean.¡± Song Zhi raised her hand. ¡°It better be clean, otherwise¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao did not say much, but his eyes glanced at the hot oil pot beside him. Song Zhi suddenly broke out in a sweat. Mo Xiuyao did not care what kind of indelible psychological shadow his unfinished sentence would leave on Song Zhi. He elegantly picked up the fried fish and tasted it. His long and beautiful eyes were slightly moved. ¡°Is it good? Do you like it?¡± Song Zhi was full of anticipation. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and continued to eat his fish. Although he did not say anything, Song Zhi understood the meaning of his actions and was instantly happy. She continued to pick out the fish bones. The two of them sat there, one picked the bones and the other ate the fish. After a while, there was only one-third of the fish left on the plate. Song Zhi felt that the atmosphere was about right and brought it up again. Demon Lord, I¡¯m actually very good at cooking, and I can cook more than this. If you¡¯re willing, I can cook for you every day. ¡°Hmm, you¡¯ll cook for me during the day and I¡¯ll repay you in bed at night?¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his eyes slightly. Song Zhi almost choked on his words. She coughed a few times before stammering, ¡°There¡¯s no need to be so direct¡­¡± ¡°I can be more direct.¡± After eating and drinking to his heart¡¯s content, Mo Xiuyao¡¯s evil spirit also emerged. ¡°For example¡­ Sleeping with you.¡± Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± This guy is so unreserved. Song Zhi realized that it was a waste of time to discuss whether to be straightforward or subtle with Mo Xiuyao. Seeing that Mo Xiuyao put down her chopsticks and was about to leave, she quickly asked him to stay, ¡°Demon Lord, do you want to drink fish soup?¡± Mo Xiuyao was deep in thought. ¡°Stir-fry tomato, scallion, and small fish together. Add some vinegar, coriander, and soy sauce. The fish soup is fresh and delicious.¡± Song Zhi continued to tempt him. Mo Xiuyao sat back on the stool. Song Zhi smiled and took the remaining two or three fish to the pot. She rolled up her sleeves and started to cook the soup. She used the most homely cooking method and made the fish soup in about ten minutes. She sent it to Mo Xiuyao with anticipation. Mo Xiuyao picked up the spoon and took a sip. ¡°How is it?¡± Song Zhi¡¯s eyes lit up. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her. ¡°It¡¯s alright.¡± To him, this was already a compliment. Song Zhi was instantly satisfied and said, ¡°I can cook a lot of other dishes.¡± ¡°How many more days do you have to live?¡± Mo Xiuyao asked casually. This was the first time he had taken the initiative to ask about this. Song Zhi seemed to see hope and quickly replied, ¡°Less than 20 days!¡± ¡°Yes, it¡¯s alright.¡± Mo Xiuyao nodded. Song Zhi: ¡°???¡± How was it alright? The corners of her mouth twitched, and she continued to try her best to persuade him. ¡°20 days is only enough to cook a few dishes. As long as you are willing to save me, I can cook for you in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley for the rest of my life.¡± ¡°Really?¡± Mo Xiuyao smirked and Song Zhi quickly nodded. It was fake, of course, it was fake. According to the original plot, the Demon Lord would be leaving the Demon¡¯s Note Valley in 20 years. Then, he would continue to seek death outside and stir up the entire Immortal cultivation world. After that, he was killed by the male lead. So, how could she stay with him all the time? When the Gu Poison was cured, she would leave the Demon¡¯s Note Valley immediately, change her appearance, and start a new life. She would draw a clear line with him! Chapter 8 But even though she thought this way, Song Zhi still tried to promote herself. ¡°I know how to make all kinds of delicacies, cakes, desserts, and fruit scoops. I can make everything you¡¯ve never seen before, and I guarantee that it¡¯ll be worth it after you save me. Besides, I¡¯m a very sensible person. I won¡¯t disturb you normally, nor will I have any improper thoughts about you. I just want to live.¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her lazily. Song Zhi made up her mind and pounced on Mo Xiuyao¡¯s legs. She hugged his thigh and shouted with all her might, ¡°Demon Lord, I¡¯m begging you!¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows. ¡°If I were you, I would leave Demon¡¯s Note Valley immediately. I wouldn¡¯t stay here.¡± Song Zhi did not understand. Mo Xiuyao smirked. ¡°Not everyone in the Purple Cloud Sword Sect is stupid. The three people who left just now should have reported the situation. If I¡¯m not wrong, their elders already know that outsiders have entered the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. It won¡¯t be long before high-level cultivators come here to investigate.¡± Song Zhi did not take it to heart. ¡°It¡¯s fine. Demon Lord, you¡¯re so powerful. If you become an ordinary person here, it¡¯s the same for others. As long as I wear the invisibility cloak, they won¡¯t be able to find me.¡± ¡°Three years ago, there was also someone who sneaked into the Demon¡¯s Note Valley wearing an invisibility cloak. Can you guess how he was found in the end? ¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi¡¯s eyes playfully. He only felt that her eyes were clean and clear, which did not match her beautiful appearance. ¡°How did you find out?¡± Song Zhi asked. ¡°The cloak of invisibility can hide people, but it can¡¯t hide their smell. Hundreds of Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples, each with a wolfdog, will search the mountain in the most primitive way.¡± Mo Xiuyao recalled the past and a strange smile hung on his lips. ¡°After that person was found, he was immediately surrounded and eaten by a group of wolves and dogs. In the end, only a few pieces of broken bones were left.¡± Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± ¡°So if you don¡¯t run now, I don¡¯t think you¡¯ll be able to leave even a broken bone behind with your small body.¡± Mo Xiuyao reminded her kindly. ¡°Then why didn¡¯t you say so earlier?¡± Song Zhi¡¯s mouth twitched. ¡°I want to drink fish soup.¡± Mo Xiuyao answered frankly. Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± What a scumbag! She did not have time to be sad and angry when she heard a faint sound in the distance. There were people talking and dogs barking. Song Zhi instantly realized that what Mo Xiuyao said was true and her scalp went numb! She hurriedly put on the invisibility cloak. ¡°Don¡¯t run too fast, or your smell will leak out.¡± Mo Xiuyao reminded her kindly. Song Zhi cursed his ancestors and ran for her life in her invisibility cloak. However, she had only run a few steps when she saw someone coming with a dog. Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly ran in another direction. As Song Zhi was hiding, the elder of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect appeared in front of Mo Xiuyao. Looking at the table, chair, and pot on the ground that had not been put away in time, the elder said meaningfully, ¡°Demon Lord, you actually still have these things.¡± Mo Xiuyao sat on the stool leisurely, his fingers tapping on the small table from time to time. He ignored the elder¡¯s words. Being ignored like this, the elder¡¯s eyes flashed with a trace of embarrassment and anger. But he was different from the outer disciples. He knew more things, so he did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Mo Xiuyao. He endured it and asked patiently, ¡°May I ask if any outsiders came in here today, Demon Lord?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked up at him. Although he did not say anything, he showed obvious disdain for the elder. The elder was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, ¡°Men, search the mountain! Don¡¯t let any unclean things get in and disturb the demon¡¯s mood!¡± ¡°Yes!¡± The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect obeyed the order and searched the area in an orderly manner with their big wolfdogs. The remaining elders and a few strong disciples kept a close eye on Mo Xiuyao to prevent him from causing any trouble. In the 30 years that Mo Xiuyao had been imprisoned in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect had searched the mountain countless times. Therefore, they were quite familiar with the division of labor, each responsible for an area. Song Zhi¡¯s heart almost stopped beating when she heard the dog barking louder and louder. She hung on the tree like a cocoon of despair, not even daring to breathe too loudly. Finally, some disciples found Song Zhi. The wolfdogs were well-trained. They extended their noses and searched inch by inch. When they found Song Zhi, they started barking at the tree. Chapter 9 The wolfdog¡¯s abnormal behavior quickly attracted the surrounding disciples. In a short 10 minutes, there were already more than 20 people and wolfdogs gathered under the big tree Song Zhi was in. She looked down with difficulty and saw the wolfdog¡¯s fangs. Her vision went black. It¡¯s over, it¡¯s over. She¡¯s really going to die here. Just as Song Zhi was wailing in her heart, a disciple had already called for the elder. The elder stared at the big tree in front of him for a moment, his narrowed eyes flashing with a dangerous light. ¡°Who¡¯s there?¡± No one answered. ¡°If you come out now, I can spare your life.¡± the elder said. Song Zhi was a little tempted, but when she saw the wolfdogs staring at her, she instantly gave up the idea. What a joke, these dogs looked like they had been fed raw meat since they were young. The moment she went down, she would be like a sheep entering the tiger¡¯s mouth and instantly torn to pieces. The elder did not get a reply for a long time. He sneered and raised his hand. The Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples released their ropes. The wolfdogs rushed to the tree and started biting the air. Although in the eyes of the crowd, the wolfdogs were only tearing at her. To Song Zhi, every bite was aimed at her. There were a few times when their noses even touched her clothes! Song Zhi was scared to death. Her arms that were hugging the tree started to lose strength and her entire body slid down uncontrollably. The wolfdog that could only touch the corner of her clothes initially was almost touching her feet. The wolfdogs seemed to have noticed that she was running out of energy and started to attack her feet. There were a few times when Song Zhi could feel the cold and hard fangs of the wolfdogs through the soles of her shoes. Song Zhi thought about how she had finally gotten out of her vegetative state. She had only lived for a few days and was about to die under a dog¡¯s mouth again. She thought that the book would give her a second life, but it only gave her a second way to die! Song Zhi¡¯s hand that was holding onto the tree trunk trembled more and more, and the speed at which she was sliding down increased. Just as Song Zhi was about to fall into the pack of wolfdogs, a leisurely voice suddenly sounded. ¡°I found it.¡± Everyone who was staring at the pack of dogs turned their heads at the same time and saw Mo Xiuyao walking out of the dense forest slowly towards the pack of wolfdogs. He seemed to have some kind of aura around him, and wherever he went, everyone gave way to him. Even the wolfdogs that were madly biting at her made way for him. One of the bolder wolfdogs was still ready to move, but after being glanced at by Mo Xiuyao, it suddenly let out a whine and slowly took two steps back with its head lowered. Mo Xiuyao looked up and caught a rabbit from the tree branch in front of everyone. When the rabbit was caught, Song Zhi could even feel his slender fingers brushing past her clothes. Her back suddenly tightened and her heart beat like a drum, afraid that he would suddenly pull her down. ¡°He actually hid here.¡± Mo Xiuyao grabbed the rabbit and smiled faintly. ¡°I just raised a rabbit recently. Sorry for the embarrassment.¡± ¡°So we were looking for rabbits just now?¡± One of the disciples muttered. The elder sneered and looked at Mo Xiuyao, ¡°I didn¡¯t know that rabbits could climb trees.¡± ¡°This is a rabbit that I raised, of course it can climb trees.¡± Mo Xiuyao touched the rabbit¡¯s fur, his slender fingers looming in the white fur. ¡°You!¡± The elder was furious. ¡°Take care, I won¡¯t send you off.¡± Mo Xiuyao picked up the rabbit and looked at it for a moment before holding it in his arms with satisfaction. He did not give face to the elder time and time again, and the elder¡¯s expression was very ugly. He was about to say something, but Mo Xiuyao suddenly looked over with his long and narrow eyes cold. The elder suddenly quivered and turned away with a dark face. Seeing this, the other disciples followed behind with their dogs. The disciples who were close to the elder asked in a low voice, ¡°Elder, are we just going to leave like this?¡± ¡°If you didn¡¯t find anything, why are you still staying here?¡± The elder sneered. Mo Xiuyao is a madman. Even though he has lost all his cultivation in this place, he is still a dangerous madman. ¡°But we still haven¡¯t found out anything unusual about the Demon¡¯s Note Valley,¡± the disciple said worriedly. ¡°Pass down the order. From today onwards, there will be 300 more guards outside the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. They will take turns to guard it 24 hours a day, and use the Vajra barrier to strengthen the outer barrier. If anyone really sneaks into the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, then let him be locked up with Mo Xiuyao until the end of time.¡± The elder sneered. ¡°Yes.¡± The disciple quickly responded. ¡°Also, the disciples of The Purple Cloud Sword Sect are not allowed to step into the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. Those who disobey will be expelled from the sect,¡± the elder added. Chapter 10 The disciple hurriedly agreed and did not dare to say anything more. Everyone brought the wolfdogs and gradually left. Song Zhi finally could not hold on any longer and fell from the tree, landing on the soft, withered leaves. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her. ¡°Still alive?¡± ¡°I¡¯m alive¡­¡± Song Zhi quickly got up from the ground and took off her invisibility cloak. Mo Xiuyao gave a tsk and handed the rabbit to her. ¡°Take it.¡± Song Zhi caught the rabbit in a hurry, but Mo Xiuyao disappeared just as she held him firmly. She licked her dry lips and fell to the ground after surviving the disaster. She did not get up for a long time, but she still held the rabbit tightly. Song Zhi sighed as she looked at the trembling rabbit. ¡°You and I can be considered to be in the same boat.¡± The rabbit continued to shiver. Song Zhi¡¯s face was filled with love. After an hour, the rabbit head in red oil was ready. Mo Xiuyao thought that Song Zhi would back off after the shock, but he did not expect her to cook instead of running away. The strong fragrance of the food was blown by the wind. He had intended to ignore her, but the smell was too good. So, in the evening, Mo Xiuyao appeared in the open space by the stream again. ¡°Demon Lord, come quickly, the dishes are just out of the pot!¡± Song Zhi greeted him warmly. Mo Xiuyao stared at her for a moment and smiled, ¡°You really don¡¯t want to give up.¡± ¡°If I give up, I¡¯ll just have to wait for death. I have no choice.¡± Song Zhi sighed and changed the topic. ¡°I¡¯ve specially added more chili oil and pepper. It¡¯s spicy, fresh, and fragrant. I guarantee it¡¯ll be delicious.¡± Mo Xiuyao sat down on his stool and picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks. The meat was tender and bouncy, fat but not greasy. The chili oil and seasoning were used very well, but it was not overdone. It was just that the taste of the meat was a bit like¡­ Mo Xiuyao paused for a moment and suddenly had a bad feeling. ¡°Where¡¯s the rabbit I gave you?¡± ¡°Isn¡¯t this the one?¡± Song Zhi glanced at the dining table. Mo Xiuyao, ¡°¡­¡± There was a sudden silence. Song Zhi blinked her eyes and suddenly felt that something was wrong. ¡°Umm¡­ Isn¡¯t that rabbit an ingredient?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t I say that I¡¯m keeping it to relieve my boredom?¡± Mo Xiuyao said faintly. ¡°¡­ I thought you said that to send those people away.¡± Song Zhi laughed dryly and silently picked up a rabbit leg for Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao looked at the glistening rabbit leg for a long time before he silently picked it up. ¡°Does it smell good?¡± Song Zhi asked. Mo Xiuyao said, ¡°¡­ Yes.¡± Having eaten two meals in a short two hours, even with Demon Lord¡¯s extraordinary talent, he felt full at this moment. Out of his love for food, Mo Xiuyao was more patient with chefs who were good at cooking, even more so after she had eaten and drank her fill. He put down his chopsticks and did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at the gorgeous Song Zhi opposite him and asked, ¡°Which sect are you from?¡± ¡°I¡¯m from Survivor Sect,¡± Song Zhi lied. ¡°There¡¯s a sect with that name in the Immortal world?¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows. Song Zhi nodded her head seriously. ¡°Yes, there is. It¡¯s a small sect that has just emerged in the past few years. Including me, there are more than ten people.¡± When she decided to look for Mo Xiuyao, she had already decided to cut off all ties with him after the Gu Poison was cured. Therefore, she could not reveal any information about herself. She had also made up her background long ago to deal with any sudden questions from him. ¡°No wonder they would accept someone with such poor aptitude like you.¡± Mo Xiuyao was suddenly enlightened. Although the sect was made up, Song Zhi still felt unhappy. ¡°I¡¯m not that bad, am I?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at her with a faint smile. Song Zhi¡¯s mouth twitched. ¡°Of course¡­ My aptitude is indeed a little worse than yours.¡± ¡°Compared to anyone, you¡¯re not good enough, including the few people you played with just now,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied calmly. Song Zhi, ¡°Can you shut up?¡± Mo Xiuyao did not feel like he had offended anyone. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, ¡°In order to cure the Gu Poison in your body, not only do you need to find a person with the opposite constitution to dual cultivate with, but you also need to know Hehuan Sect¡¯s cultivation techniques. You¡¯re not from Hehuan Sect, so how are you going to cure the Gu Poison?¡± Song Zhi had already prepared the answer to this question. When she heard this, she hurriedly took out a few small booklets from her Cosmos Bag and handed them to Mo Xiuyao attentively. Mo Xiuyao glanced at them and saw that they were all secret manuals of Hehuan Sect¡¯s cultivation techniques. They were also things that were not taught to outsiders. He raised his eyebrows. ¡°I spent a lot of effort to steal it from Hehuan Sect.¡± Song Zhi explained the origin of these martial arts manuals in one sentence and extended another invitation. ¡°Everything is ready now, and the only thing that¡¯s left is you.¡± Chapter 11 ¡°What if I don¡¯t agree?¡± Mo Xiuyao retorted. Song Zhi choked for a moment, then said sincerely, ¡°Then I¡¯ll continue to cook for you until you can¡¯t live without my cooking and can¡¯t bear to see me die. Then you¡¯ll take the initiative to help me.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi with a faint smile. Finally, he slowly got up under her expectant and nervous gaze. ¡°You can¡­¡± With that, he turned around and left. Song Zhi was confused. What did he mean by that? Why did he run off before he finished his words? Song Zhi was filled with doubts, but she did not dare to stop Mo Xiuyao. Unknowingly, the sky had turned dark and the Demon¡¯s Note Valley at night became even more humid and dark. Song Zhi rubbed her arms and was a little glad that even though her cultivation level was extremely low, it was not completely zero. She could at least resist this dense humidity. Otherwise, if she stayed for a few more days, she would definitely suffer from rheumatism and bone diseases. Seeing that she would have to stay here for the next ten days, Song Zhi decided to settle down by the stream. Firstly, it was because the open space was relatively large. Secondly, it was close to a water source and it was very convenient to cook. As she thought of this, Song Zhi took out the tent she bought on the road from her Cosmos Bag and rolled up her sleeves to set up the camp. After setting up the tent, she started to make the bed. When everything was ready, she took out a bead that could absorb moisture and placed it in the tent. The sticky air around her instantly became fresher. Song Zhi looked at the plain beads in the tent and said in satisfaction, ¡°This thing is better than the central air conditioner.¡± That was why she did not want to die. Late at night, Song Zhi finally lay down on the dry and soft bedding. She let out a long sigh of relief and began to think about what Mo Xiuyao meant when he said ¡®you can¡¯. Did he agree to her plan or agreed to help her? Song Zhi tossed and turned and finally fell asleep at dawn. Even in her sleep, she was thinking about what ¡®you can¡¯ meant. In the end, she was woken up by Mo Xiuyao less than two hours after she slept. ¡°Make me breakfast,¡± Mo Xiuyao ordered. Song Zhi stared at Mo Xiuyao for a long time before she finally confirmed that when he said ¡®you can¡¯ yesterday, he meant that she can continue to make delicious food for him! He really was a dog! Although Song Zhi was dissatisfied, she did not dare to show it. She yawned and got out of bed. Just as she was about to go out, she saw Mo Xiuyao staring at her bedding. Perhaps she had slept too little and her brain was not working well. ¡°This is a very soft goose down quilt. Sir Demon Lord, do you want to try it?¡± The moment she finished speaking, Song Zhi regretted it, afraid that Mo Xiuyao would nod his head! Due to the car accident in her previous life, Song Zhi had to stay in the ICU for more than half a year with her arms and legs broken. She now cherished every day of her health very much. Therefore, she bought many things worth enjoying, such as this goose down quilt. So¡­ Mo Xiuyao wouldn¡¯t really agree, right? Song Zhi swallowed her saliva silently. The moment Mo Xiuyao raised his eyes to look at her, she quickly added, ¡°But you have to sleep with me!¡± ¡°You wish,¡± Mo Xiuyao snorted. With that, he left the tent. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and followed him out happily. From that day on, Song Zhi and Mo Xiuyao would meet at least three times a day for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Occasionally, they would meet for the fourth time, for supper. Every time they met, Song Zhi would try to persuade Mo Xiuyao to do dual cultivation with her. However, Mo Xiuyao would leave after eating and ignore her. After seven days, Song Zhi¡¯s sense of crisis became more and more serious. Finally, during breakfast time, she changed into a half-covered, half-revealing tulle dress. The dress was aqua blue, and it gave off a misty feeling. As she walked, her long legs could be vaguely seen. This dress was not considered a sexy dress in the real world, but it was definitely on the level of erotic lingerie in this world! Song Zhi did not want to go to this extent either. However, seeing that she only had 12 days left to live, she could only take a risk. She glanced at her dress, then heaved a sigh of relief and began kneading the dough and chopping the stuffing. She made buns of random shapes and placed them neatly into the pan. She added flour and water to create a white soup, then covered the pan and began frying. Mo Xiuyao appeared when the water was boiled dry and oil was poured on it. Song Zhi immediately bent down slightly and tried her best to pose gracefully. Mo Xiuyao approached her step by step and she became more and more nervous. Just as she was thinking about whether she should say the classic line of ¡®do you want to eat first or eat me first¡¯, Mo Xiuyao asked, ¡°What are you doing?¡± Chapter 12 Song Zhi replied, ¡°¡­ I¡¯m making water-fried buns.¡± ¡°You can fry buns with water? Interesting¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at the golden steamed bun in the pot with great interest. His dark eyes were shimmering, but he did not look at Song Zhi at all. Song Zhi, ¡°!!!¡± She shouldn¡¯t have worn these clothes and humiliated herself! In fact, failure was a matter of course. In the original text, Mo Xiuyao even turned a blind eye to the beautiful female protagonist. How could someone of her level succeed? Song Zhi filled the buns with a dejected face and placed them on the small table beside her. Mo Xiuyao was familiar with this and sat down to eat. Song Zhi saw that he was ignoring her again and could not help but ask, ¡°Didn¡¯t you notice that I¡¯m different today?¡± ¡°What¡¯s different?¡± Mo Xiuyao finally looked her in the eye. Song Zhi immediately straightened her back and puffed out her round chest. Mo Xiuyao stared at her for a moment and asked, ¡°What are you doing?¡± Song Zhi asked, ¡°Can¡¯t you tell? I¡¯m seducing you.¡± ¡°Oh. And then?¡± Mo Xiuyao picked up his chopsticks. Song Zhi gave a fake smile. ¡°There¡¯s no ¡®then¡¯ after that. You can eat.¡± Mo Xiuyao really started to eat. He only ate two or three buns before putting down his chopsticks. Song Zhi was surprised.¡±You¡¯re not eating?¡± ¡°I¡¯m full,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied. ¡°I¡¯ve only eaten so little¡­ Is it not good?¡± Song Zhi was a little nervous. She had tried it just now. There was no problem with the taste of the water-fried buns. Mo Xiuyao looked at her and said, ¡°Not bad.¡± Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief at the familiar comment, but she was even more confused. ¡°Since the taste isn¡¯t bad, why did you eat so little?¡± ¡°No appetite,¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s words were concise and to the point. Song Zhi paused and realized that Mo Xiuyao was not in a good mood today. In fact, he was usually this lazy, and sometimes he was too lazy to even speak. But today, he was not only lazy, but also a little weak. Was he sick? Song Zhi did not know what was going on and was about to ask, but Mo Xiuyao had already stood up and left. As she watched his tall figure gradually disappear into the distance, Song Zhi felt a deep sense of despair. Could she really convince him to dual cultivate with her before the poison acted up? Don¡¯t tell me I worked so hard as a chef for 20 days and got nothing in the end? Song Zhi took a bite of the water-fried bun. The filling of the water-fried bun was made with pork belly and leeks. The oil of the pork belly had soaked the leeks and was wrapped by the golden crisp skin. The crisp sound of biting was crisp and fragrant, making it difficult for people to maintain their low spirits. It was fine. If Mo Xiuyao did not want to eat, she would. What was the big deal? Song Zhi finished the rest of the water-fried buns. After she was full, she lay in bed for the entire morning. Although she had some opinions about Mo Xiuyao, she still got up to cook at noon. However, she remembered that Mo Xiuyao¡¯s appetite was not very good today, so she did not make anything greasy. Instead, she cooked a pot of fresh shrimp and lean meat porridge. The soft and sticky porridge was accompanied by fragrant and sweet shrimp and lean meat. Just a whiff of it could make one go crazy. After the fragrance wafted out, Song Zhi sat by the pot and waited unhurriedly. However, after a long time, Mo Xiuyao did not appear. Could it be that the porridge was not fragrant enough and he did not smell it? Song Zhi sniffed and denied this guess. She continued to wait until the shrimp porridge was almost dry. She could only take out the porridge and put it in the Cosmos Bag to keep it warm. She was going to wait for him to come and bring it out. However, she waited until nighttime and did not see Mo Xiuyao. ¡­ Could it be that Mo Xiuyao did not like to eat porridge? Or was he tired of her cooking these days? But didn¡¯t he say that the steamed buns were okay this morning? However, he really didn¡¯t eat much today. It wasn¡¯t even a third of what he usually ate. Could it be that he was really sick of it? The more Song Zhi thought about it, the more nervous she became. Just as she was about to take out her pot to prove her cooking skills, she suddenly noticed that the Demon¡¯s Note Valley seemed to be brighter than usual. Song Zhi paused and raised her head. She could barely see a ray of bright moonlight in the sky full of leaves. She counted the days. It seemed to be the 15th of August, the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the original setting, the all-yin physique was not a good thing. Because of this constitution, Mo Xiuyao was born with a cold disease. From time to time, it would break out, and the cold would enter the bone marrow and stiffen the whole body. If the old Demon Lord did not spend half of his cultivation to nourish him, Mo Xiuyao would not have lived to adulthood. Although his own cultivation grew stronger day by day and could suppress the symptoms, he would suffer from the disease once every six months. He would still suffer from it on two precise dates, and one of them was this one, the Mid-Autumn Festival date. Chapter 13 So Mo Xiuyao¡¯s illness acted up? Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, but she still stood up and walked carefully into the depths of the forest. Song Zhi had been in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley for a while, but she did not know where Mo Xiuyao lived or what he did every day besides eating. So even if she wanted to find him, she would look for him blindly. ¡°Demon Lord, Demon Lord, are you there?¡± Song Zhi asked as she walked, but the forest was quiet and there was not even a reply. She stepped on the soft fallen leaves and continued to search, but the Demon¡¯s Note Valley was too big. She walked for nearly two hours and only managed to cover half of the place, but she still did not see Mo Xiuyao¡¯s figure. Should I go back? Anyway, it would be fine as long as Mo Xiuyao got through the night, right? Song Zhi hesitated for a moment and was about to turn to leave when she suddenly heard a faint sound. She stopped and asked tentatively, ¡°Demon Lord?¡± No one answered. Song Zhi licked her dry lips and continued to walk slowly toward the source of the sound. She walked past a few big trees and some weeds, and a relatively open grassland was exposed in front of her eyes. There was a crooked broad-leafed tree on the grass, and Mo Xiuyao, who she was looking for, was leaning against the trunk. His eyes were tightly shut, and one of his hands was casually placed on his knee. The silver moonlight shone on his body, and it seemed as if he was coated with a layer of frost. No, it was really frost. Even his eyelashes were covered in fine frost, like the stars falling from the sky, gently trembling on his eyelashes. If one got closer, one could see that he was trembling slightly, not as relaxed as he looked. Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards Mo Xiuyao carefully. With every step she took, the air around her became colder. When she was almost beside Mo Xiuyao, Song Zhi started to shiver. If Mo Xiuyao could be so cold even when he was close to him, how cold must he be? For the first time, Song Zhi felt sympathy for this Demon Lord. Unfortunately, her sympathy did not last for three seconds before she saw Mo Xiuyao suddenly open his long and narrow eyes, which were cold and ruthless. The Mo Xiuyao that Song Zhi knew had always been lazy. Even when he was threatening people, he was lazy and did not like to move. This was the first time she had seen him so aggressive. She was so scared that she did not dare to go forward. ¡°Demon Lord¡­ It¡¯s me¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao stared at Song Zhi for a long time until her legs were trembling. He then said slowly, ¡°What are you doing here?¡± you didn¡¯t come for lunch and dinner. I was afraid that something might have happened to you, so I came over to take a look,¡± Song Zhi replied. Mo Xiuyao closed his eyes again, frowning slightly in frustration. ¡°Get lost.¡± Song Zhi wanted to leave immediately, but she came back after a few steps. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, do you want to have some hot porridge? Maybe it¡¯ll be warmer.¡± Although Song Zhi knew that Mo Xiuyao had a strong life force and would not easily get into trouble, she was still a little worried. After all, she was still waiting for him to save her. He could not get into trouble easily. Mo Xiuyao was unmoved when he heard this. He just closed his eyes and silently endured the cold. Song Zhi saw this and could not help but say, ¡°It¡¯s congee made with lean meat and fresh shrimp. The rice grains are soft and sticky, the ingredients are fresh and fragrant, and it¡¯s soft and sweet. Drinking a bowl of it might get rid of the cold. Do you want to have a sip?¡± As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xiuyao opened his eyes and looked at Song Zhi coldly. Song Zhi instantly understood and gave an ¡®OK¡¯ sign before turning around and leaving. ¡°Come back,¡± Mo Xiuyao said in a deep voice. ¡°Alright,¡± she said. Song Zhi came back decisively and shivered as she went to Mo Xiuyao¡¯s side. Mo Xiuyao was unhappy. ¡°Why are you shaking?¡± ¡°It¡¯s cold,¡± Song Zhi answered honestly. It was only then that Mo Xiuyao saw that Song Zhi was still wearing the chiffon dress she wore during the day. The chiffon dress was not only light, but the fabric was also pitifully thin. When she squatted down, her legs and collarbones were faintly visible. When she was frozen by the cold air on his body, there was a hint of pink in her fair skin. Song Zhi lowered her head and focused on taking out a bowl of porridge from her Cosmos Bag. She did not forget to sprinkle some scallions and sesame oil on it. ¡°For you, Demon Lord.¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his frosty hand and took it. The porridge, which was still steaming, quickly cooled down and quickly turned into a bowl of ice. ¡°How did this happen?¡± Song Zhi¡¯s eyes widened. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes flashed with mockery. ¡°Take it back, don¡¯t waste it.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Song Zhi took the frozen bowl silently and stood up to walk back. She felt warmer with every step she took. When she reached the first tree, she could no longer feel the cold. She turned back and happened to meet Mo Xiuyao¡¯s indifferent gaze. Chapter 14 The moonlight poured down and fell on him. His handsome eyes were unruly and free. Even when their eyes met, he did not look away and only looked at her quietly. Song Zhi paused and blurted out without thinking, ¡°Demon Lord, you still want to eat porridge, right?¡± After asking, Song Zhi was speechless. In the original text, when Mo Xiuyao fell ill, he was not only extremely cold, but also often accompanied by bone-scraping pain. Now, his whole body was covered in frost, how could he still have the mood to eat? ¡°Yes.¡± Mo Xiuyao casually admitted. Song Zhi¡¯s mouth twitched. Forget it, just pretend that she did not say anything. She returned to Mo Xiuyao¡¯s side. ¡°Then I¡¯ll feed you. Swallow the porridge before it turns cold. Don¡¯t give it time to freeze.¡± Mo Xiuyao thought about it for a moment and felt that it was feasible. Seeing that he agreed, Song Zhi scooped out the remaining congee in the pot and quickly passed a spoonful to Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao did not hesitate and swallowed it in one gulp. ¡°How is it?¡± Song Zhi was full of anticipation. ¡°It¡¯s still a little cold.¡± Mo Xiuyao frowned. ¡°It¡¯s good enough that you didn¡¯t freeze into a pile of ice,¡± Song Zhi said and fed him another mouthful. ¡°It¡¯s not as good as your previous cooking.¡± Mo Xiuyao commented. This person was almost frozen into a little ice man, yet he still had the mood to criticize her cooking? Song Zhi laughed in her heart and put on a fake smile. ¡°I made it this afternoon. I overdid it since you didn¡¯t come.¡± Mo Xiuyao nodded slightly. After taking another bite, he suddenly clenched his fists. His jawline was stretched into a sharp arc, and even his Adam¡¯s apple began to tremble. Song Zhi felt that the surroundings seemed to be even colder. When she looked up, she saw that the frost on Mo Xiuyao¡¯s body was getting thicker and thicker. It was August, when the autumn sun was strong, but his body was as cold as the coldest days. ¡°Demon Lord, are you alright?¡± It was Song Zhi¡¯s first time seeing a frozen person up close. Although she knew that anything was possible in cultivation novels, she was still shocked by this scene. Mo Xiuyao frowned to resist the cold in his body and did not have time to take care of Song Zhi. Song Zhi licked her lips and could not hold back her curiosity. She secretly stretched out her finger and touched the back of Mo Xiuyao¡¯s hand. It was so cold that Song Zhi quickly retracted her hand. Just as she was about to get him two pieces of clothing to keep him warm, she saw that the frost on the back of his hand that she had touched suddenly melted. Song Zhi was stunned and held his hand again. This time, it was too obvious, and Mo Xiuyao noticed it. ¡°What are you doing? Are you trying to take advantage of me?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s voice was emotionless. Song Zhi quickly let go. ¡°No, no. It¡¯s just¡­ Demon Lord, look, the frost on your hand has melted.¡± Song Zhi exclaimed as if she had made a big discovery. Mo Xiuyao looked down and saw that the frost had indeed melted where Song Zhi had touched. ¡°I know. It must be because of my all-yang physique, which can restrain the¡­ dense frost on your body.¡± Song Zhi was so excited that she almost told him about Mo Xiuyao¡¯s Cold Yin Disease which was unknown to outsiders. Without waiting for Mo Xiuyao¡¯s response, Song Zhi held his hand again. The two of them looked down at the same time and saw the frost receding like a tide from the place where Song Zhi touched. After a while, the temperature around them rose. Although it was still very cold, it was much better than before. Mo Xiuyao was probably feeling better. The frown between his brows gradually loosened and he slowly exhaled a cold breath. Unfortunately, this peace did not last for long. The cold disease acted up again, and this time it was more violent. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s expression changed slightly and he directly pulled Song Zhi into his arms. Song Zhi was caught off guard and crashed into Mo Xiuyao¡¯s hard chest. Before she could cry out in pain, she felt a bone-piercing chill burrowing into her body. She was so cold that she shivered. Although this chill was brought by Mo Xiuyao, she still instinctively burrowed into his arms, trying to get warm. Mo Xiuyao and Song Zhi¡¯s breathing was a little heavy. One of them felt very cold, while the other felt like the cold had subsided a lot. The cold air they exhaled intertwined and gradually became the same frequency. ¡°Actually,¡± Song Zhi said hesitantly, ¡°there¡¯s another way to make you really warm.¡± ¡°What?¡± Mo Xiuyao was puzzled. ¡°Have you ever heard of generating heat by friction?¡± Song Zhi looked at Mo Xiuyao with a pure expression. After Song Zhi finished speaking, Mo Xiuyao fell into a strange silence. Seeing that he did not reply, Song Zhi was not disappointed and continued to guide him, ¡°Do you know what¡¯s heat from friction?¡± Chapter 15 ¡°I don¡¯t know, but I don¡¯t think it¡¯s anything good.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi coldly. ¡°If you dare to talk about dual cultivation, I don¡¯t mind killing you.¡± ¡°¡­ Of course, it¡¯s not about dual cultivation. You must be joking. You¡¯re so uncomfortable now, how could I mention dual cultivation?¡± Song Zhi denied in disbelief. ¡°Demon Lord, your thoughts are too dirty! This is what I mean by heat generated by friction.¡± As she spoke, she reached out and rubbed the back of Mo Xiuyao¡¯s cold hand. ¡°Is it warmer like this?¡± Mo Xiuyao closed his eyes and his jawline tightened into a cold arc. ¡°Don¡¯t mess around.¡± Song Zhi immediately became obedient. Unknowingly, it was already nighttime. The Demon¡¯s Note Valley was very quiet, and even the insects had stopped buzzing. She looked up and saw that there was a small gap between the tightly intertwined tree crowns that allowed her to see the sky. The moonlight was pouring down from there. ¡®The moon on the 15th of August is so round¡­¡¯ Song Zhi thought as she rubbed her arm. In the end, she could not help but open her Cosmos Bag and pull out the blanket with difficulty. Although the bone-piercing cold on Mo Xiuyao reduced a lot while he hugged her, it was still uncomfortable overall. He noticed that Song Zhi was not being honest and did not bother to pay attention to her. It was only when she kept moving that he could not bear it anymore and opened his eyes. ¡°The cold air is coming from my body. Are you planning to wrap us up and freeze us to death?¡± ¡°Why would we freeze to death?¡± Song Zhi paused. Mo Xiuyao looked at her in a daze. Song Zhi blinked her eyes, still not understanding. ¡°What will happen if you wrap the ice with a blanket?¡± After a moment of silence, Mo Xiuyao asked. Song Zhi thought for a moment and said, ¡°It will delay the melting of the ice? Ah¡­ I understand. Demon Lord, you¡¯re smart.¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and ignored her insincere praise. Song Zhi threw the half-empty blanket and Cosmos Bag on the ground and silently endured the cold from Mo Xiuyao¡¯s body. It was already late at night and her limbs were numb from the cold. She did not feel sleepy at all. She looked at Mo Xiuyao again. Although his eyes were closed, his Adam¡¯s apple moved from time to time. He was obviously still silently enduring the cold. As the saying goes, extreme cold is painful. Although Song Zhi knew that Mo Xiuyao was not feeling well now and did not have his usual patience and calmness, she must not provoke him at this time. It was best to wait until dawn. However, she urged, ¡°Demon Lord, let¡¯s talk and divert your attention. Otherwise, this long night will be too difficult to bear.¡± Song Zhi was bored and felt that every day was like a year. She risked her life to talk to Mo Xiuyao, trying to pass the time. Mo Xiuyao heard this and looked up at her. Song Zhi smiled ingratiatingly. ¡°Demon Lord.¡± Mo Xiuyao replied, ¡°Yes.¡± There was a response! ¡°Do you usually sleep here?¡± Song Zhi jolted. Mo Xiuyao replied, ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°There¡¯s no bed, blanket or anything? You just sleep like this?¡± Song Zhi was curious. Mo Xiuyao replied, ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°That¡¯s too pitiful. I¡¯ve prepared a lot of things in my Cosmos Bag. I¡¯ll make a bed for you tomorrow morning.¡± Song Zhi sighed and looked around. ¡°I have a spare tent, but the space here is too small to fit in. But I can build one with a raincoat. There are tree branches around, so I can tie it to it. I can also¡­¡± ¡°You¡¯re pitying me?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s tone was unclear. ¡°Huh?¡± Song Zhi was stunned. ¡°You¡¯re the second person to sympathize with me in my life.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi. His long and narrow eyes were light, and there was a languid air at the corner of his eyes and the tip of his brows. It was the first time that Song Zhi had observed his appearance at such a close distance and she was a little stunned for a moment. After a while, Song Zhi regained her senses and asked Mo Xiuyao with a face full of anticipation, ¡°Do you think I¡¯m special and different? You¡¯re completely different from those people outside who only care about how strong you are and if your cultivation is too high?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Mo Xiuyao hummed perfunctorily. Song Zhi took the opportunity to suggest, ¡°Then, do you want to save such a special person¡¯s life?¡± Mo Xiuyao replied, ¡°I don¡¯t.¡± Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± What a dog! After a moment of silence, Song Zhi thought of what Mo Xiuyao had just said, ¡°Then who was the first person to sympathize with you?¡± ¡°The previous Sect Meader of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied. ¡°The previous Sect Master? He resigned?¡± Song Zhi was curious. ¡°He¡¯s dead.¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his eyes and glanced at Song Zhi. ¡°I killed him.¡± Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± Chapter 16 Thanks to the demon for successfully shutting down the conversation, Song Zhi instantly became obedient. Time passed by and as dawn gradually arrived, the surrounding temperature became colder and colder. Song Zhi was feeling dizzy from the cold. She forced herself to pick up the Cosmos Bag and took out a medicine box. She paused when she opened it and guiltily used her body to block it. After taking two pills, she quickly closed the lid and hid it back in the bag. ¡°It¡¯s a low-grade spirit pill that can treat headaches and fevers. What are you eating this for?¡± Mo Xiuyao recognized what she was eating at a glance. Seeing that he did not ask anything else, Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. ¡°It¡¯s to prevent a cold.¡± Then Mo Xiuyao stopped talking. Although he always did not respond to the conversation, she had grown accustomed to his behavior, so she could guess when he would speak and when he would pretend not to hear. For example, now, he was silent when he should respond, which was obviously abnormal. ¡°Is there a problem?¡± Song Zhi asked. ¡°You¡¯re a dying girl, and you still cherish your body.¡± Mo Xiuyao slowly said what he had not said just now. He did not use any tone, but every word was full of ridicule. Song Zhi, ¡°¡­.¡± She should not have asked that question! As the two of them were talking, the sky started to turn white. The first ray of sunlight fell through the small gap above. Mo Xiuyao let go of Song Zhi¡¯s hand, and she struggled to get up from his arms. Just as she stood up, she fell back to the ground. ¡°Ahh, my legs are numb!¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched, and his fingers tapped on his knee as if nothing had happened. He said, ¡°Go and cook.¡± Song Zhi was in disbelief. ¡°My legs are already so numb. Yet, you¡¯re only concerned about¡­Eh? It¡¯s not numb anymore?¡± She was stunned for a moment and knocked on her knee again. Nothing happened, as if the numbness from before was an illusion. After confirming that her legs were fine, she instantly regained her energy and ran back to make a few pancakes. After serving the Demon Lord breakfast, she went into her tent. She had been cold for the whole night and her joints were hurting. She did not know if there would be any aftereffects. Song Zhi wrapped herself tightly in her little blanket and fell into a deep sleep very quickly. Song Zhi slept until noon. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to touch her head. It was great. She did not have a fever or a headache. It seemed that the pills in the world of cultivation were really good. Song Zhi¡¯s satisfaction with this world rose again. When she sat up with a smile, she was caught off guard by a pair of long and narrow eyes. ¡°Ah!¡± Song Zhi hugged the blanket in horror. ¡°When did you arrive?¡± ¡°I just arrived.¡± Mo Xiuyao replied and looked at Song Zhi. ¡°From how tightly you¡¯re wrapped in the blanket, you won¡¯t get sick even if you don¡¯t take your medicine.¡± How did the demon know that she was wrapped in a quilt? Song Zhi looked at her messy bed and muttered in her heart. Then, she looked at Mo Xiuyao and said, ¡°What are you doing here?¡± ¡°It¡¯s time to cook.¡± Mo Xiuyao reminded. ¡°¡­ What do you want to eat?¡± Song Zhi asked. ¡°Stone-spotted fish,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied after some thought. Song Zhi pinched the bridge of her nose and got out of bed to catch the fish. Mo Xiuyao followed behind her and walked slowly to the stream. Some time ago, Song Zhi had caught almost all the big fish. There was only a bunch of small fish left, but they were enough. Song Zhi rolled up her pants and went into the water. She bent down and stared at the water for a while. With a swoosh, she reached out and caught a fish. ¡°Amazing.¡± Mo Xiuyao stood by the stream and praised. ¡°Of course!¡± Song Zhi was shocked. She threw the fish into the stream and caught it again. However, she still shook her head after she caught it. After three to five times, she sighed. ¡°I¡¯m done. I can¡¯t eat fish anymore. You should change your dish.¡± ¡°Why?¡± Mo Xiuyao was instantly displeased. ¡°It seems like it¡¯s the breeding season for stone-spotted fish. In order to avoid drying up the pond and catching fish, it¡¯s better not to catch fish at this time.¡± After Song Zhi finished speaking, she started mumbling to herself. ¡°The breeding season of stone-spotted fish is usually in spring and summer, when the weather is hot and the water temperature is high. Now that the weather is obviously cold, why did they enter the mass breeding season? Could it be a unique setting in the novel?¡± She frowned and looked at Mo Xiuyao. ¡°Let¡¯s eat something else today.¡± Mo Xiuyao frowned slightly and looked at the stream again. Song Zhi quickly waved her hand to block his view. ¡°Don¡¯t think about it, it really can¡¯t be eaten.¡± Song Zhi was too insistent, so Mo Xiuyao could only give up. ¡°How about this, let¡¯s go catch a rabbit. I¡¯ll make you honey-roasted rabbit meat.¡± Song Zhi came out of the stream. ¡°The rabbit meat is sizzling with oil after being roasted with honey. It¡¯s crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It¡¯s even more fragrant than the one with red oil. You¡¯ll definitely like it.¡± Chapter 17 Mo Xiuyao imagined according to Song Zhi¡¯s words and finally agreed to give up on the stone-spotted fish. The two of them went into the depths of the forest. Mo Xiuyao had been locked up here for 30 years and was familiar with the terrain, so he easily found a rabbit hole. Unfortunately, Song Zhi had just set up a trap and waited for the rabbit for a long time. Only one rabbit with a big belly came, followed by the second and third¡­ They all had big bellies and looked at them, round and funny. ¡°¡­ Why are all the rabbits pregnant?¡± Song Zhi was speechless. Were all the animals in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley pregnant? Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched and he asked, ¡°Are we still going to catch them?¡± Song Zhi laughed dryly and silently took the rabbit out. She then filled the trap, and the rabbit that had escaped jumped into the rabbit hole. Unknowingly, half a day had passed. Song Zhi gave up on the idea of looking for wild food and said to Mo Xiuyao, ¡°I still have sweet potatoes in my Cosmos Bag. Shall I make you some meatballs and make you some porridge?¡± ¡°Fried meatballs with sweet potatoes?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi, as if this was the first time he had heard of this. Song Zhi was immediately excited. ¡°Yes, yes. Haven¡¯t you eaten before? This world is so miserable. They don¡¯t even have such a simple thing. Wait, I¡¯ll make you some sweet potato balls.¡± After a few days of getting along, although Song Zhi¡¯s goal had not been achieved, she still had some understanding of Mo Xiuyao¡¯s character. For example, when he was in a good mood, he would not care if she said a few offensive words to him. Most of the time, he was like an ordinary person. For example, now, he did not care if Song Zhi¡¯s attitude was more casual. Instead, he was very interested in following her. Of course¡­ he could also be simply hungry. After lunch, Song Zhi and Mo Xiuyao got along with each other like before. Song Zhi could only see Mo Xiuyao during the three meals a day. Every time they met, Song Zhi would seize the opportunity to persuade him to perform dual cultivation with her. However, Mo Xiuyao would leave after eating every time, and his attitude did not waver at all! The sun set and rose again. Song Zhi¡¯s life finally entered the countdown. On the afternoon of the third day from the end, Song Zhi suddenly felt dizzy. After she regained her senses, she felt a wet itch under her nose. She touched it subconsciously and her fingertips were stained with blood. Looking at the bright red, she was stunned for a long time. For the first time, she truly felt death approaching. She was going to die. The second life that she had worked so hard to get was going to disappear. What would happen after she died? Would he return to the real world and continue to be in a painful vegetative state? Or was she completely dead, with no chance of coming back to life? Song Zhi stared at the blood on her fingertips for a long time. Her fingers trembled as she rummaged through her Cosmos Bag. Finally, she found the medicine powder that she had hidden in the corner¡­ the Hehuan Powder. She was going to persuade Mo Xiuyao one last time. If he still did not agree, then he could not blame her for using force! Song Zhi grabbed the powder tightly and took a deep breath. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, you¡¯re unkind, so don¡¯t blame me for being unkind!¡± Hehuan Powder was a drug specially provided by Hehuan Sect. No matter male or female, after consuming it, they would lose their mind and completely become the slave of desire. It was a very despicable and shameless drug. Although Hehuan Sect was not considered a Righteous sect in the Immortal world, they disdained using such means to force people into doing lewd acts. Therefore, it had been listed as a forbidden drug for a long time. Song Zhi looked at the medicine in her hand with a serious expression, and it was difficult to ignore the blood on her fingertips. Once she used the Hehuan Powder, with Mo Xiuyao¡¯s unruly and ruthless character, he would probably cut her into eight pieces when he woke up. But it was okay, as long as she could leave before Mo Xiuyao woke up, she would be safe and sound. According to the plot, Mo Xiuyao would be locked up in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley for 30 years. As long as she could escape, she could at least live a good life for another 30 years. Even if Mo Xiuyao could break the seal and leave this place after 30 years, he might not be able to find her. After all, her face and identity were all fake. After leaving the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, she and Mo Xiuyao would be complete strangers! She could either not drug Mo Xiuyao and wait for death, or she could take a gamble and survive! Song Zhi took a deep breath and felt that she did not need to think so much. She held the medicine bag and sat stiffly in the tent for a long time. It was only when it was about evening that she kept the medicine bag and went to prepare dinner. Today, Song Zhi had prepared four dishes and one soup, filling up the entire small table. After she had served the rice, Mo Xiuyao slowly walked out from the depths of the forest. He stared at the sumptuous dishes for a moment and said with an unclear meaning, ¡°You¡¯re quite attentive today.¡± Chapter 18 ¡°¡­ I¡¯ve always been very attentive in cooking for you.¡± Song Zhi gave a fake smile. She called Mo Xiuyao over. ¡°sit down. It won¡¯t be good if it¡¯s cold.¡± Mo Xiuyao suddenly looked at her, a sharp glint flashing in his dark eyes. Song Zhi shuddered at his gaze and her throat was a little dry. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s expression was cold as he sat down at the table. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and sat down opposite him. ¡°I¡¯ve made a little too much tonight. It¡¯s okay if you can¡¯t finish it. I¡¯ll stew it all in a pot tomorrow morning. I¡¯ll add some sweet potato and vermicelli and boil it into a hot pot of stew. It¡¯ll be delicious too.¡± She looked at Mo Xiuyao expectantly, but he did not seem to have any intention of eating. ¡°Demon Lord?¡± Song Zhi was puzzled. Mo Xiuyao continued to look at the dishes on the table. Song Zhi suddenly became nervous. ¡°Won¡¯t you eat?¡± ¡°Steamed chicken, pork ribs with Chinese yam, leeks with eggs, and salt-baked pumpkin.¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes swept over the dishes one by one, and his voice was flat. ¡°Which dish did you put the medicine in?¡± Boom! Song Zhi¡¯s mind seemed to have experienced a huge explosion and her mind was blank. After a long time, she said with difficulty, ¡°¡­ I don¡¯t know what you mean¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao saw Song Zhi¡¯s flustered look and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. ¡°Idiot.¡± After saying that, his eyes turned completely cold. ¡°Get the hell out of the Demon¡¯s Note Valley in three minutes, or else¡­¡± He did not finish his sentence, as if he did not even bother to threaten her. However, the murderous aura and irritation around him automatically filled in the unfinished words. Song Zhi swallowed her saliva silently. When she saw that Mo Xiuyao was about to get up and leave, she quickly grabbed his sleeve. ¡°I didn¡¯t drug you!¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at her hand in disgust. ¡°Let go!¡± Song Zhi did not let go. She grabbed his sleeve with one hand and quickly picked up her chopsticks with the other. She quickly picked up food from each plate and stuffed them into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged up after a while. Song Zhi tried her best to swallow and explained, ¡°I really didn¡¯t drug you¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao frowned and Song Zhi quickly took out another medicine packet. ¡°I admit that I did have the idea of drugging you, but I gave up very quickly.¡± With that, she threw the medicine bag on the ground and stomped on it until the powder was no longer usable. She then looked at Mo Xiuyao with a sincere expression. Mo Xiuyao and Song Zhi looked at each other for a long time. He brushed her hand away expressionlessly and Song Zhi sat down obediently. ¡°Why did you give up?¡± Mo Xiuyao said indifferently. Song Zhi licked her dry lips and smiled bitterly. ¡°The most important thing is that I can¡¯t get over the barrier in my heart.¡± Drugging someone, no matter what the motive was, would be punished by the law in the real world. After all, she had received so many years of education, and she really could not do such a shameful thing as drugging someone. Mo Xiuyao stared at Song Zhi for a long time and suddenly raised his hand to hold her forehead. Song Zhi was stunned and looked confused. ¡°What are you doing?¡± ¡°To see if you¡¯re lying.¡± Mo Xiuyao said casually. The corners of Song Zhi¡¯s mouth twitched and she tried to make herself look as serious as possible. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes moved slightly and he stopped after glancing at her. ¡°¡­ You¡¯re done with the verification?¡± Song Zhi¡¯s gaze was subtle. Mo Xiuyao replied, ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Did I lie?¡± Song Zhi asked. ¡°No, you didn¡¯t,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied, and the low pressure around him dissipated a lot. ¡°Pfft¡­¡± Song Zhi could not help but laugh after holding it in for a long time. ¡°You¡¯re good at acting.¡± All of Mo Xiuyao¡¯s cultivation had been sealed by the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. Even if he could read minds, he could not do it now. He was probably trying to trick her, so he pretended to be serious. She wanted to cooperate with him, but it was too funny. ¡°What are you thinking? You know that you have lost your cultivation¡­¡± Song Zhi rubbed her face and tried not to laugh too much. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her lazily and picked up his chopsticks again. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and gave Mo Xiuyao a piece of rib with a smile. ¡°Try it, I boiled it in ice water, the meat is very tender. Oh right, how did you know I was going to drug you? Could it be that you came to my tent to peep?¡± Mo Xiuyao took a bite of the ribs and his eyes became more relaxed. ¡°No, I didn¡¯t.¡± ¡°Then how did you know?¡± Song Zhi was really curious. Mo Xiuyao looked at her with a faint smile. ¡°As long as I want to know, I can know everything in this world.¡± Chapter 19 Alright, you can brag all you want. Song Zhi tugged at the corner of her mouth and looked at Mo Xiuyao with a fawning look. ¡°As the saying goes, a gentleman doesn¡¯t care about his heart. Although I had some bad thoughts about you, I didn¡¯t really do it, so don¡¯t be angry with me. These dishes are all warm and good for your body. I especially thought of this menu.¡± Mo Xiuyao stared at Song Zhi¡¯s attentive expression for a while and said reluctantly, ¡°Don¡¯t do it again.¡± ¡°Alright!¡± Song Zhi agreed happily, and Mo Xiuyao¡¯s lips also curved up a little. However¡­ Half an hour later¡­ Song Zhi suddenly choked up. ¡°You actually don¡¯t trust me.¡± Mo Xiuyao, ¡°??¡± ¡°I¡¯m so good to you, cooking for you every day, and you don¡¯t trust me.¡± Song Zhi wiped away the non-existent tears at the corner of her eyes and complained with a sorrowful expression. ¡°Although I thought of drugging you, I didn¡¯t do it. What does this mean? It means that I¡¯m a good person by nature! But you don¡¯t believe me and throw a tantrum at me. Don¡¯t you think you¡¯ve gone too far?¡± ¡°So?¡± Mo Xiuyao asked. ¡°Compensate me,¡± Song Zhi leaned forward. ¡°Dual cultivation is out of the question.¡± Mo Xiuyao refused directly. Song Zhi was disappointed for three seconds before she started to grieve again. ¡°It seems that you haven¡¯t reflected on yourself at all!¡± ¡°You were wrong in the first place. Why should I reflect on myself?¡± Mo Xiuyao retorted, and Song Zhi was at a loss for words. She took a while to react before she continued to complain, ¡°I¡¯ve been cooking for you for such a long time, you should at least remember our old friendship, right? But you didn¡¯t even ask me anything and directly convicted me, and even called me an idiot¡­¡± Song Zhi originally wanted to make Mo Xiuyao feel guilty, but the more she spoke, the angrier she got. ¡°You don¡¯t even know my name!¡± ¡°Don¡¯t push your luck.¡± Mo Xiuyao was expressionless. ¡°Oh¡­¡± seeing that Mo Xiuyao was still not convinced, Song Zhi could not be bothered to be disappointed. The two of them looked at each other without saying anything and ate in silence. After a while, Mo Xiuyao suddenly asked, ¡°What¡¯s your name?¡± ¡°¡­ Luanluan.¡± Song Zhi did not expect Mo Xiuyao to really ask for the name and quickly made up one. Luanluan? Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and said, ¡°You don¡¯t live up to your name.¡± Song Zhi was completely speechless. When the meal ended, the sky was already dark. There were fireflies in the depths of the forest, and when they flew up, they were like stars, gradually gathering into a flowing river of stars. It was rare that Mo Xiuyao did not leave immediately after the meal, but continued to sit opposite Song Zhi. Song Zhi stared at the fireflies in the depths of the forest and sighed. ¡°It¡¯s so beautiful,¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his eyes, uninterested. ¡°For someone like me, this is not an ordinary scene.¡± Song Zhi smiled and suddenly cheered as she pounced toward the fireflies. The fireflies were frightened and fled in all directions. She laughed loudly and jumped and ran into the depths of the forest, like the most free spirit in the world, about to merge with nature at any time. Mo Xiuyao looked at her quietly, his fingers tapping on his knee occasionally. Song Zhi played in the forest for a long time. When she returned to the stream, Mo Xiuyao was already gone. She sighed and washed the pots and pans, resigned to her fate. Then, she returned to the tent and lay down. Her heart was at peace. From the moment she gave up on drugging Mo Xiuyao, she had already accepted her fate. No matter what, she was lucky to have 30 more days of healthy life, so she would not force it anymore. She would not force others to do things. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, closed her eyes, and fell asleep. The sun rose and the moon set. In the blink of an eye, it was the last day. At dawn the next day, Song Zhi woke up, tied her hair into a simple ponytail, and started to cook. Mo Xiuyao opened his eyes slowly when he smelled the familiar fragrance. He looked at the blue-black sky above him and closed his eyes again. Three minutes later, he appeared by the stream. Mo Xiuyao looked at the deep-fried dough sticks and sugar cakes, and raised his eyebrows slightly. ¡°You¡¯re here?¡± Song Zhi smiled and waved her hand. ¡°Hurry up and eat. It¡¯s just out of the pot. The sugar cake is still hot. You can eat the fried dough sticks first.¡± Mo Xiuyao took a deep-fried dough stick and took a bite. With a crack, the crispy golden skin of the deep-fried dough stick broke in his mouth, and the rich milky fragrance spread. ¡°There¡¯s milk in the youtiao.¡± Song Zhi took the initiative to explain, and then brought out a bowl of noodles. Mo Xiuyao was silent for a moment before saying, ¡°You still want to do it?¡± Chapter 20 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation ¡°Ah, yes, I want to make more and store them in my Cosmos Bag.¡± Song Zhi smiled and looked at Mo Xiuyao. ¡°You know that today is my last day and I don¡¯t have much time left. So, I¡¯ll try to make as much food as possible for you so that you can eat it whenever you want in the future.¡± Mo Xiuyao stared at Song Zhi¡¯s eyes quietly. After a long time, he said, ¡°Your words just now were to make me soften my heart, right?¡± ¡°¡­ Yes.¡± Song Zhi admitted it. She had not given up on her evil intentions and was discovered again. Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes and sneered. ¡°Heh¡­¡± Although her plan failed again, Song Zhi still made a bunch of food seriously. From stir-fried vegetables to soup, from Chinese to Western food. She tried to make a few more kinds of dishes and put them into her Cosmos Bag. Meanwhile, a certain Demon Lord had been watching from the side since the morning. When he saw a dish that he was particularly interested in, he would even use his chopsticks to taste it. His actions were very smooth and natural. This made Song Zhi suspect that even if she died in front of him now, it would not affect his appetite. Song Zhi was finally done in the afternoon. She washed her hands and prepared to give her last words. ¡°Demon Lord, on account of the delicious food I left for you, can you bury me after I die?¡± ¡°Sure.¡± Mo Xiuyao held the freshly baked sweet potato and agreed happily. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to continue, he added, ¡°But you have to dig your own pit.¡± ¡°Why do I have to dig it myself?¡± Song Zhi was stunned. ¡°Because you still have time.¡± After Mo Xiuyao finished speaking, he looked up at the sunlight pouring down from the tree crown. ¡°You should be able to finish digging before dark.¡± ¡°¡­ Oh great Demon Lord, I¡¯ve made you so much delicious food, but you still want me to step into the pit myself. Don¡¯t you think you¡¯re too much?¡± Song Zhi was speechless. Mo Xiuyao took a bite of the roasted sweet potato, which was brushed with honey and milk. It was red and sweet, and the taste was very strong. ¡°You can choose not to dig.¡± ¡°¡­ If I don¡¯t dig, you won¡¯t bury me when I die, right?¡± Song Zhi had already lost all hope in Mo Xiuyao¡¯s character. Mo Xiuyao looked at her calmly to prove that she was right. After a long time, Song Zhi took a deep breath. ¡°It¡¯s fine if you don¡¯t want to bury me. I don¡¯t know anything after I die anyway, so there¡¯s no difference whether I rot underground or above ground. No, there¡¯s still a difference. At least I can disgust you by letting it rot on the ground. I hope you don¡¯t mind if maggots crawl around. After all, I¡¯m already dead. I didn¡¯t mean to disgust you.¡± Mo Xiuyao stopped eating the sweet potato and looked at Song Zhi expressionlessly. Song Zhi gave him a big fake smile. ¡°I don¡¯t mind,¡± Mo Xiuyao continued eating his sweet potato. Song Zhi was so angry, but she could not win! She sat down resentfully and took a sweet potato to eat. She then looked at Mo Xiuyao, who sat opposite her and had no intention of leaving. ¡°You¡¯re not leaving?¡± Song Zhi asked. ¡°I¡¯m not leaving.¡± Mo Xiuyao replied. ¡°Why?¡± Song Zhi was puzzled. ¡°I want to see what it looks like when the Gu Poison takes effect.¡± After Mo Xiuyao finished speaking, Song Zhi exploded in anger! She stared at Mo Xiuyao for a while. In order to prevent herself from being angered to death before the poison acted up, she turned around and entered the tent. When she lay down on the bed, she could vaguely hear him say coldly, ¡°You¡¯re getting bolder even when you¡¯re at death¡¯s door.¡± The corners of Song Zhi¡¯s mouth twitched and she pretended not to hear him. Without the annoying Mo Xiuyao, Song Zhi suddenly felt at peace. The chirping of birds in the distance, the sound of the stream nearby, and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves all made her feel a little nostalgic about this world. She closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep in the sound of nature. When she woke up again, it was dark in the tent. It was obviously evening. There was less than half a day left, and she was still half asleep. Song Zhi¡¯s heart ached and she only recovered after a long time. ¡°It¡¯s fine, it¡¯s fine. Sleeping is also a form of enjoyment. No matter what, as long as I¡¯m happy, it¡¯s fine.¡± Song Zhi consoled herself as she walked out. The moment she stepped out of the tent, she was stunned. ¡°Why are you here again?¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t leave at all.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked up. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you leave¡­ Ah, you wanted to see my Gu poison take effect.¡± Song Zhi got her answer halfway through her sentence and sat down opposite Mo Xiuyao with a face full of regret. ¡°It¡¯s a pity that you won¡¯t be able to see the poison take effect, because I¡¯ll die before it takes effect.¡± Chapter 21 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows slightly. The corner of Song Zhi¡¯s mouth twitched as she took out the medicine box from her Cosmos Bag. This was the second time Mo Xiuyao had seen her medicine box. The last time, she had been sneaky, as if she was afraid that Mo Xiuyao would find the Hehuan Powder. Now, she was not afraid of anything and just spread out everything. Mo Xiuyao glanced at it casually and saw that most of them were low-level pills that could prolong one¡¯s life and strengthen one¡¯s physique. ¡°I can see that you cherish your life.¡± Mo Xiuyao commented unhurriedly. ¡°Yes, I cherish it very much.¡± Even though Song Zhi was prepared for it, she was still in low spirits when she faced death. ¡°It¡¯s a pity that most people who cherish their lives don¡¯t live long.¡± Mo Xiuyao said. Song Zhi felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart. Did this dog not know how to speak?! ¡°Since you value your life so much, you should cherish the last moments of your life and not use them to sleep.¡± Mo Xiuyao did not let her off easily. Song Zhi felt as if someone had stabbed her in the heart again. Mo Xiuyao seemed to be addicted to talking and wanted to continue, but Song Zhi finally could not bear it anymore. ¡°Sir Demon Lord!¡± ¡°What?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked up, his eyes glimmering. ¡°Don¡¯t you think you¡¯re talking a lot today?¡± Song Zhi tried her best to remain calm. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes flickered, and after a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up. ¡°I have no choice. After all, no one will listen to me tomorrow.¡± In order to make the last moments of her life happy, Song Zhi decided to ignore Mo Xiuyao. She rummaged through the pile of pills and finally found a black pill after a long time. She heaved a sigh of relief. ¡°I found it.¡± Mo Xiuyao muttered, ¡°The Death Pill. The person who takes it will die instantly. Life and death are irreversible.¡± ¡°If I eat this before the Gu Poison takes effect, I can suffer less.¡± Song Zhi¡¯s lips curved up, and there was a faint smile in her eyes. Mo Xiuyao stared at the smile for a long time before he looked away silently. As night fell, the cold air surged up. The Demon¡¯s Note Valley was much colder than it was during the day. Song Zhi sat at a small table with a goose down quilt and took out the fruit wine that she had kept for a long time. She drank glass after glass. Mo Xiuyao sat quietly opposite her and watched her carry out the ceremony before her death. ¡°I won¡¯t be afraid if I¡¯m drunk.¡± Song Zhi explained to him vaguely. Mo Xiuyao glanced at the cup in her hand. ¡°You won¡¯t get drunk even if you drink ten thousand cups of this fruit wine.¡± As soon as he finished speaking, a wine cup suddenly fell in front of him, and the wine splashed out, wetting his clothes. ¡°Drink!¡± Mo Xiuyao, ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Drink it¡­¡± Song Zhi urged. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched and he took the cup. ¡°It seems that I have overestimated your alcohol tolerance.¡± Song Zhi sniffed and her eyes were a little red. ¡°Why am I so unlucky¡­¡± It was fine if she did not speak, but once she opened her drunk mouth, it was hard to stop. ¡°I¡¯ve been a good person since I was a child. When I was in school, I helped an old lady cross the road. After I started working, I donated money to charity when I had nothing to do. I¡¯m good-looking, and everyone likes me and wants to be friends with me. Tell me, why does bad luck always befall good people? Why did I get hit by a drunk driver as I crossed the road? Also, why didn¡¯t I die on the spot? I broke all my bones and was in a vegetative state in the hospital. I laid in bed for more than a year and relied on a ventilator to maintain my life. I laid down for so long that my back was almost rotten.¡± ¡°Although I couldn¡¯t open my eyes at that time, I knew everything that was happening. I knew how many stitches the doctor gave me and where the skin was cut. There were several times when I wanted to get up and pull out my own oxygen tube. It was too painful. I was clearly in a vegetative state, so why was it still so painful? I really wanted to die at that time¡­ But I suddenly appeared here, suddenly had a new life, a new healthy body. Do you know how I felt? I¡¯m so happy, very happy. Even if I can only live for 30 days, I can¡¯t help but be happy. It¡¯s great that I don¡¯t have to go to the operating room every now and then, and it¡¯s great that I don¡¯t have to wait for death on the bed, but why can I only live for 30 days¡­? I want to live so much, so why can I only live for 30 days¡­¡± Song Zhi was already sobbing at the end of her sentence. Mo Xiuyao looked at her calmly, and she did not know how much he had heard. Song Zhi¡¯s nose was red and she looked at Mo Xiuyao with tears in her eyes. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, I¡¯m already starting to hurt. Before I die, I still have a few words I want to say to you.¡± ¡°Speak,¡± he said. Mo Xiuyao looked up and met her eyes. Song Zhi bit the corner of her mouth and looked at him for a long time before she choked and said, ¡°You¡¯re the worst of the worst rotten person I¡¯ve ever seen.¡± Mo Xiuyao, ¡°¡­¡± Chapter 22 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation ¡°You can save my life by having sex with me a few times, but you won¡¯t agree no matter what. Why? Are you afraid that you¡¯ll get pregnant if you sleep with me? You¡¯re a man! It¡¯s not like you¡¯re at a disadvantage in bed!¡± Song Zhi wiped her tears haphazardly, her tone sorrowful and sad. ¡°You don¡¯t care about human lives at all, and you don¡¯t have the good quality of helping others at all. I even made so much delicious food for you, but it all just fell into your stomach! Tell me, what¡¯s wrong with me that you can¡¯t even bear sleeping with me? My figure isn¡¯t bad, right? My face isn¡¯t ugly, right? Why won¡¯t you help me? I¡¯ve really never seen a man with a worse heart than you! You¡¯ve made up your mind not to help me, but you still come to eat my cooking every day. You appear in front of me every day and give me hope. You¡¯re a scumbag! Bastard! Scum!¡± ¡°Are you done scolding?¡± Mo Xiuyao said faintly. Song Zhi thought for a while and nodded. ¡°Then just die, your Gu Poison is about to act up.¡± Mo Xiuyao kindly pushed the Death Pill in front of Song Zhi. Song Zhi sniffled and picked up the pill with trembling hands. She stared at it for a while before she finally made up her mind. She closed her eyes and stuffed it into her mouth. At this moment, Mo Xiuyao spoke unhurriedly, ¡°I can save you¡­¡± ¡°Ugh¡­¡± Song Zhi turned her head and spat out the Death Pill. She drank two mouthfuls of fruit wine to rinse her mouth and quickly found the pills to clear heat and detoxify and swallowed them. After confirming that she was fine, she looked at Mo Xiuyao with tears in her eyes. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, what did you just say?¡± ¡°But¡­ I hate it when people touch me.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked worried. ¡°I promise!¡± Song Zhi quickly raised three fingers and swore, ¡°Except for dual cultivation, I will definitely not do anything unnecessary. Except for the key parts, I will definitely not touch any other part of you. I guarantee that your clothes will not be in a mess when the dual cultivation ends!¡± Mo Xiuyao thought for a while and leaned back lazily. ¡°Alright, you do it then.¡± ¡°¡­ Should I do it myself?¡± Song Zhi asked. Her brain was a little slow after drinking. ¡°What else?¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows. Song Zhi swallowed her saliva and quietly moved down from the stool. She walked around the table and squatted in front of Mo Xiuyao¡¯s knees. After taking a deep breath, she was about to untie his belt. ¡°Did you forget what I told you?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s expression was unhappy. Song Zhi was shocked. ¡°You can¡¯t even take off your clothes?!¡± ¡°Do I need to take off my clothes?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s attitude was impatient and he seemed to want to go back on his word. Song Zhi quickly said, ¡°No need, no need. In theory, you just have to take it out.¡± Mo Xiuyao was satisfied with her answer. So how should he do it? Song Zhi looked at Mo Xiuyao¡¯s pants expressionlessly. She felt that it was a little difficult to do so. After a long hesitation, she said helplessly, ¡°Sir Demon Lord, why don¡¯t we go to the tent? It¡¯s a little difficult for me to operate with you sitting on the stool.¡± Mo Xiuyao tutted, as if he found it troublesome again. Song Zhi¡¯s heart instantly jumped. Fortunately, Mo Xiuyao only grumbled ¡®troublesome¡¯ and got up to go into the tent. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, took two more gulps of fruit wine, and followed him in. In the tent, Mo Xiuyao leaned lazily on the bed and looked at Song Zhi calmly. Song Zhi¡¯s heart beat a little faster. She slowly walked to the bed and squatted in front of Mo Xiuyao, asking softly, ¡°Sir Demon Lord, how¡¯s your personal life?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyebrows twitched, as if he had a bad feeling. ¡°Do you have a lot of experience in this? You don¡¯t have any diseases, right? Do I need to take some protective medicine in advance? Or make a self-made condom? This world¡¯s understanding of love is limited. You guys don¡¯t know that the structure of men and women is different. Girls are very fragile, and they have to protect¡­¡± ¡°If you say one more word, I¡¯ll be leaving.¡± Mo Xiuyao interrupted her faintly. Song Zhi shut up instantly, and the tent also quieted down. After a long time, Song Zhi quietly found a pill to strengthen her body and secretly ate it behind Mo Xiuyao¡¯s back. Mo Xiuyao, who saw Song Zhi taking the medicine secretly, was speechless. ¡°¡­¡± When it came to matters between a man and a woman, it was important to follow the flow. The scene before the two became one was very important, but judging from Mo Xiuyao¡¯s intention, he did not even want to take off his pants, so the foreplay was not even worth mentioning. In the dark, Song Zhi unbuckled Mo Xiuyao¡¯s belt with difficulty. When she saw the bulging mass inside, she gasped. Oh no, oh no, I¡¯m going blind. The Demon Lord is indeed gifted! Chapter 23 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Song Zhi¡¯s deep breath brought about a weak flow of aura, like a warm wind blowing. Mo Xiuyao felt inexplicably irritable and immediately frowned unhappily. ¡°What are you looking at?¡± ¡°Can¡¯t I¡­ take a look?¡± Song Zhi asked. ¡°No.¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s expression was ugly and Song Zhi did not dare to delay. She was afraid that Mo Xiuyao would go back on his words and quickly handed him a pill. ¡°You¡¯ll feel better after eating it.¡± Since she was not allowed to touch or see him, she could only use medicine to get into the state as soon as possible. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s black eyes moved slightly. He understood Song Zhi¡¯s intention for delivering the medicine and smiled sinisterly. ¡°You think I can¡¯t?¡± ¡°I wouldn¡¯t dare even think that you can¡¯t. This medicine has no side effects. It¡¯s just to liven things up,¡± Song Zhi explained hurriedly. Mo Xiuyao was not willing to talk nonsense with her. He immediately sank his Qi into his Dantian and blood rushed down. A few seconds later, Song Zhi slowly opened her eyes. ¡°Hurry up,¡± Mo Xiuyao closed his eyes impatiently and suddenly regretted agreeing to help her. The moon shone through the small window of the tent on the bed, plating him with a layer of cold light, making Mo Xiuyao¡¯s already handsome eyebrows look like a sculpture, with a kind of unreal beauty. Song Zhi licked her lips and climbed onto the bed stiffly. After a while, there was a rustling sound in the tent. The corner of her clothes brushed against Mo Xiuyao¡¯s waist, bringing an itch. Mo Xiuyao subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but he restrained himself in the end. However, his Adam¡¯s apple rolled uncontrollably, as if he was thirsty. The tent was not big, but the temperature kept rising. The leaves outside the tent rustled in the wind. Occasionally, a wild rabbit would burrow into the grass and make a soft sound. The chirping of insects and birds in the distance rose one after another. Everything in the world seemed far and near at this moment. Everything seemed unreal, but they really existed. Song Zhi was drunk and in a daze. When she came back to her senses, her face was already wet with tears. Her hair was stuck to her face because of the sweat. It hurt, it hurt too much. ¡°Still not cultivating?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s tense voice rang out in the dark. Song Zhi was stunned for a moment before she quickly regained her spirits. Although she had just arrived in this world for 30 days, the cultivation instinct left in her original body was still there. In addition, she had recently memorized a lot of dual cultivation techniques. Now that Mo Xiuyao reminded her, she immediately guided Qi into her body. ¡°Guide your Qi to your Dantian. Why did you enter the spleen and stomach?¡± Mo Xiuyao was speechless. ¡°What?¡± Song Zhi¡¯s eyes were filled with tears as she looked at him blankly. The veins on Mo Xiuyao¡¯s forehead were throbbing. He was about to reprimand Song Zhi when she suddenly moved above him, and Mo Xiuyao froze instantly. Song Zhi, who was completely unaware of her actions, continued to ask while sobbing, ¡°What did you just say?¡± ¡°¡­¡± After a long while, Mo Xiuyao raised his hand and pressed on Song Zhi¡¯s acupuncture point without any expression. ¡°Adjust your aura to flow this way.¡± Song Zhi paused. After realizing that Mo Xiuyao was helping her, she hurriedly adjusted her aura according to his words, and then followed his instructions step by step, until they were in perfect harmony and the yang entered her body. ¡°Alright¡­¡± Song Zhi got down from Mo Xiuyao with difficulty and fell head-first beside him. There was an indescribable smell in the tent. The silence proved that something had happened between the two well-dressed people just now. Song Zhi was still in a daze and her body was trembling unconsciously. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s fingertips moved and he finally loosened his clenched fist. Ten minutes later, Mo Xiuyao got up and was about to leave, but Song Zhi grabbed the corner of his shirt. His eyes moved slightly and he looked down at her. ¡°It seems like¡­ I haven¡¯t been completely cured of the poison yet,¡± Song Zhi said with difficulty. She could feel the remaining poison in her body. Mo Xiuyao, ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Sir Demon Lord?¡± Song Zhi¡¯s eyes were filled with tears. After a long time, Mo Xiuyao asked expressionlessly, ¡°How much more?¡± ¡°Three to five hundred times, I think.¡± Song Zhi was not too sure. Mo Xiuyao, ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Shall we continue?¡± Song Zhi¡¯s face was full of sincerity, and Mo Xiuyao turned around and left. Song Zhi was so tired that she did not even bother to lift her fingers. Naturally, she did not have the energy to chase after him. Anyway, the Gu Poison would not act up for a while, so she should just take a nap and rest. ¡°Why does my whole body hurt when I moved that one place¡­?¡± Song Zhi mumbled and soon fell asleep. The night was as cold as water, and there was a light rain near dawn, making the already humid Demon¡¯s Note Valley even more humid. Song Zhi slept all the way until noon. When she woke up, she went from being tired to aching all over. She whimpered and got up with determination. Chapter 24 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Song Zhi wanted to find a few pills to relieve the pain from her Cosmos Bag, but it was gone. She was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. When she walked out of the tent, she saw Mo Xiuyao sitting at the small table and eating. Her Cosmos Bag was placed next to the plate. The light rain in the morning drenched the table, and the Cosmos Bag was not very clean either. Song Zhi slowly walked to the table and sat opposite Mo Xiuyao. The moment she sat down, Song Zhi¡¯s expression changed slightly, and she even forgot to breathe. Mo Xiuyao looked up and glanced at her, asking, ¡°Does it hurt?¡± ¡°A little¡­¡± Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. She took out two pills from her Cosmos Bag and ate them. She then scooped a bowl of hot porridge for herself. After a bowl of porridge, the pills also took effect, and the discomfort in her body was suddenly much better. Song Zhi regained her composure and looked at Mo Xiuyao fawningly. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you wake me? I¡¯ll make you some fresh ones.¡± What he was eating now was still the food she had prepared yesterday. Although the Cosmos Bag could keep the food fresh forever, it was not as good as the food that was just out of the pot. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her. ¡°There¡¯s no use trying to please me. I¡¯m not helping you.¡± Song Zhi¡¯s face immediately turned bitter. ¡°Don¡¯t be so heartless. When you help someone, help them to the end. How can you give up halfway? Besides, if you hadn¡¯t kept delaying, the Gu Poison wouldn¡¯t have become more and more serious, to the point that it would take three to five hundred times to resolve.¡± ¡°You¡¯re blaming me?¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows slightly. Song Zhi blinked and cleverly did not answer the question, but said, ¡°Although 300 to 500 times sounds scary, it¡¯s actually not that many times. If we count it as 400 times. 7 times a night, it will end in about 57 nights. It will be very fast.¡± ¡°7 times a night?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s tone was mocking. Song Zhi thought that he felt that it was not good and quickly encouraged him, ¡°Don¡¯t doubt your own abilities. You can definitely do it!¡± The men in the novel were all very impressive in terms of physical strength and length of time. She had already personally tested it last night! ¡°I can, but can you?¡± Mo Xiuyao retorted. Song Zhi suddenly remembered the fact that she had cried from the beginning to the end last night, and her face suddenly became hot. Mo Xiuyao had wanted to go along with Song Zhi¡¯s words and thought that she would refute him, but she suddenly stopped talking. He paused and looked up to see her eyes. He did not know why, but the image of her sitting on him, sobbing and shaking suddenly flashed in his mind. Silence, absolute silence. A big-bellied rabbit happened to pass by, and when it saw the two silent people, it turned around and ran. In the end, it was Song Zhi who broke the silence. ¡°I won¡¯t end up like the rabbit, will I?¡± Mo Xiuyao understood what she meant, and the images in his mind disappeared. He continued to eat calmly. ¡°No, the Danyang has been absorbed and transformed by you.¡± Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. She did not like children and did not want to have a child with Mo Xiuyao. She only wanted to live a healthy life, so the first thing she did after the poison was to stay away from Mo Xiuyao, a man who was inseparable from danger and turmoil. After the meal, Song Zhi started to yawn again. ¡°I can¡¯t, I have to go sleep for a while. I¡¯m so tired.¡± After she finished speaking, she took two more pills and slowly walked back to the tent. When she went in, she subconsciously rubbed her waist. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched and his eyes moved away from her back. Song Zhi slept all the way until dark. When she woke up again, not only was she refreshed, but she also felt full of energy. Could it be that the pills she had taken earlier were taking effect? However, Song Zhi felt that something was amiss. Pills should not have such a great effect. She pondered for a moment and suddenly thought of something. She quickly meditated and circulated her spiritual power. After circulating it once, her eyes lit up. She was sure that dual cultivation had taken effect! Although the Demon Lord had lost all his cultivation, he was still an excellent dual cultivation partner. After she did it with him, not only could she cure the Gu Poison, but she could also increase her cultivation! What was the setting of this cultivation novel? If she cultivated to the Qi Refinement stage, she could maintain her beauty and live to 100 years old. If she cultivated to the Foundation Establishment stage, she could live to 200 years old. If she cultivated to the Golden Core stage, she could live to 500 years old. If she could cultivate to the Qi Refinement stage, she would be able to live to live to 100 years old without any illness or disaster, right? Song Zhi suddenly had unlimited motivation! Chapter 25 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Unknowingly, the night was getting darker. With the autumn rain and the cold, the cool air entered the tent from the corners, bringing a trace of coolness to the enclosed space. Song Zhi got up and moved her limbs. As soon as she went out, she saw the two remaining dishes on the table. Hmm, Yingying was not the dish from the morning. It seemed that the devil Emperor had settled his dinner by himself. Song Zhi smiled in satisfaction. She mixed the eggs and the batter together and started to make egg rolls. Very quickly, the crispy egg roll attracted its owner. When she saw Mo Xiuyao sitting down at the table, Song Zhi¡¯s face lit up with joy. When she looked at Mo Xiuyao now, she no longer saw him as a bastard or a dangerous person. Instead, she saw free medical insurance, a magical tool that could prolong one¡¯s life, and a tool that could make her look good for a long time! ¡°Try it, it¡¯s especially fragrant.¡± Song Zhi tried her best to restrain her surging emotions. Mo Xiuyao took the egg roll and took a bite. It was indeed crispy and sweet, something he had never tasted before. ¡°How is it?¡± Song Zhi squatted beside his legs and looked at him with her bright eyes. Mo Xiuyao nodded. ¡°It¡¯s alright.¡± ¡°If you like it, I¡¯ll make it for you again tomorrow.¡± Song Zhi smiled gently. Mo Xiuyao paused. ¡°Is there anything else you¡¯d like to eat? I¡¯ll try my best to make it for you.¡± Song Zhi asked again. After a long pause, Mo Xiuyao slowly said, ¡°Can¡¯t you be¡­¡± ¡°What?¡± Song Zhi was full of anticipation. ¡°Be normal,¡± Mo Xiuyao said. ¡°¡­¡± Half a minute later, she tactfully said, ¡°Sir Demon Lord, I want¡­¡± ¡°You don¡¯t.¡± Mo Xiuyao refused directly. Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± She was so disappointed! Everyone said that men were animals that thought with the lower half of their bodies. She thought that Mo Xiuyao would be more soft-hearted to her after having some physical relations with her, but it turned out that he was not at all! Then what should she do?! Was she going to trade labor for it every 30 days like before? At this rate, she would need more than 30 years to completely detoxify the poison! In 30 years, Mo Xiuyao would leave Demon¡¯s Note Valley! If she followed him, would she still be able to live the rest of her life in peace? The more Song Zhi thought about it, the more melancholic she became. Her sadness was almost overflowing from her eyes. Mo Xiuyao could not bear it anymore and said expressionlessly, ¡°Just once.¡± ¡°Alright!¡± Song Zhi was shocked! The second time, it was obviously much smoother than the first time. Song Zhi more or less had some skills in how to sit and how to exert force. It did not hurt much and was much easier than the first time. But¡­ why did it suddenly take so long? In the beginning, Song Zhi was still secretly proud of her talent, but slowly, she could not be proud anymore. Toward the end, she gradually broke down. ¡°Demon Lord¡­ are you still not done?¡± She asked while sobbing. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s back stiffened, and his face turned pale. His breath was hot when he spoke, ¡°I should be the one asking you this, right? Why did it take so long this time?¡± One sentence was enough to let Song Zhi recognize the fact that the Demon Lord was still a little virgin! She had no choice but to choke on her physiological knowledge. ¡°Usually¡­ this situation is normal, but¡­ You can at least control the time a little¡­¡± The veins on Mo Xiuyao¡¯s forehead throbbed. Song Zhi held back her tears and shook her head. After thinking for a while, she tried to say, ¡°Why don¡¯t you¡­ move a little too?¡± Mo Xiuyao, ¡°¡­¡± ¡°If I¡¯m on my own, I don¡¯t know when this will end.¡± Song Zhi was about to cry again as she spoke. Mo Xiuyao took a deep breath and only moved his waist after a long time. ¡°Oh¡­¡± A completely different and strange feeling appeared in an instant. Song Zhi could not help but let out a muffled groan. When she regained her senses, she quickly covered her mouth, afraid that she would arouse Mo Xiuyao¡¯s disgust. However, Mo Xiuyao did not notice her abnormality. His breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and some kind of uncontrollable emotion was about to erupt, but he suppressed it forcefully. He hated losing control, so after calming down, he wanted to shake Song Zhi off. However, he was stunned. ¡°Demon Lord, hurry up¡­¡± Song Zhi cried until her nose was red. She urged him pitifully. Mo Xiuyao clenched his fists, but as she wished, the not-so-strong bed shook for a long time before it finally stopped. Song Zhi got down from Mo Xiuyao¡¯s body while sniffling. She curled up by the bed and absorbed the Danyang just like the first time. When everything was over, Mo Xiuyao was nowhere to be seen. Chapter 26 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± The Demon Lord was like a middle-aged man who was not very good. Every time, he would be very calculative. She rubbed her waist. Although she felt that she did not have the strength to do it a second time, it did not stop her from complaining about Mo Xiuyao! The two sessions of cultivation were like a drop in the bucket to completely detoxify the poison. However, it could at least delay the time of the Gu Poison¡¯s attack for two to three months. Moreover, after cultivating, it would strengthen the body and even the physique would be much better. Hence, Song Zhi was not in a hurry. In order to prevent the Demon Lord from thinking that she was using him as a tool, Song Zhi decided to treat the Demon Lord better. As for the remaining hundreds of times, she would slowly plan it out and was not in a hurry. The first thing she did to treat Mo Xiuyao well was to cook good food for him. Previously, Song Zhi cooked for him because there were not many good things in this world, and Mo Xiuyao had not seen many good things, so she was more or less perfunctory. But the situation was different now. She now cooked four dishes and one soup, and occasionally barbecued some meat for him, and so on. Of course, Mo Xiuyao also felt Song Zhi¡¯s care. Although he never praised her, he had eaten more than before, which was enough for Song Zhi. The second thing she wanted to do for Mo Xiuyao was to help him improve his living environment. Although Mo Xiuyao lived in the only place in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley where one could see the sky, sleeping on the floor was not healthy. In order to maintain his strong body, Song Zhi decided to make a simple small tent for him. It was easy to say, but building it was not so simple. A small space was built with a piece of rag to ensure that he was shielded from the wind and rain. Then, a bed was made for him to sleep on. Song Zhi spent the whole morning setting up the tent and even picked a bunch of flowers to put in the tent. Then, she turned to Mo Xiuyao to take credit for it. ¡°How is it?¡± Mo Xiuyao said, ¡°Not bad. It can be used for a long time.¡± Song Zhi deliberately ignored the grave mound shape of the tent. ¡°¡­I knew you¡¯d like it. Come and try on the mattress.¡± Mo Xiuyao did not move. ¡°I¡¯ll make you some egg tarts later.¡± Song Zhi seduced him. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and walked to the bed to sit down. There were two blankets on the bed and they were indeed loose and soft. Song Zhi saw his expression and knew that he was satisfied. She smiled and said, ¡°Since you don¡¯t hate it, you can sleep in a tent from now on. You don¡¯t have to be covered in dew. By the way, where do you usually wash clothes?¡± Song Zhi was suddenly curious about Mo Xiuyao¡¯s personal life. She knew that Demon¡¯s Note Valley was humid, so she had brought a lot of dust-expelling beads before she came. The dust-expelling beads had a cleaning function. Every time her clothes were dirty, she would pinch one, and the bead that contained spiritual power would instantly clean her clothes. But when Mo Xiuyao was sealed here, he definitely did not bring this kind of dust-expelling bead, right? ¡°No¡­ I don¡¯t think I¡¯ve ever seen you change your clothes.¡± Song Zhi quietly sniffed Mo Xiuyao¡¯s side. ¡°There¡¯s no smell of sweat at all. How do you maintain hygiene?¡± Mo Xiuyao raised his hand and moved the child, who was sniffing around like a puppy, away from him. He said simply, ¡°A cleaning spell.¡± ¡°Who are you trying to fool?¡± Song Zhi was amused. ¡°Demon¡¯s Note Valley suppresses your cultivation, so how can you use a cleaning spell?¡± Every seal in Demon¡¯s Note Valley was the work of a powerful cultivator. If the seal had not loosened 30 years later, he would not have been able to leave this place, let alone use a spell. Seeing that Song Zhi did not believe him, Mo Xiuyao could not be bothered to say anything. He only instructed, ¡°Go make some egg tarts.¡± ¡°Alright,¡± Song Zhi said. She agreed and turned to leave. Halfway through, she thought of something and came back. ¡°I¡¯ll bake you another pizza. Shall we cultivate together tonight?¡± ¡°You¡¯re paying for the prostitution here?¡± Mo Xiuyao laughed in anger. ¡°I¡¯ll make you a pair of honey chicken wings,¡± Song Zhi said. Mo Xiuyao, ¡°¡­¡± That night, Song Zhi cultivated as she wished and cried for half the night in her luxurious tent. After this time, Mo Xiuyao and Song Zhi reached a silent tacit understanding. Every time Song Zhi made a few extra dishes and put them in front of Mo Xiuyao with a fawning face, Mo Xiuyao would automatically stay at night, and the two of them would sway in the tent for the rest of the night. The only imperfection was that no matter how many times Mo Xiuyao tried, he would stick to the same position. He would always purse his lips and frown, as if he was being tortured. Song Zhi sat on him and often felt that she was forcing herself on him. If it was not for the fact that the novel ¡®The Final Battle of the Immortals and Demons at the Top of the Purple Clouds¡¯ was a romantic novel about cultivation, she would have suspected Mo Xiuyao¡¯s sexual orientation. Chapter 27 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Song Zhi and Mo Xiuyao stumbled and went on like this. After staying in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley for too long, Song Zhi almost forgot about the outside world. She only felt that the years in the mountain were long and everything was smooth and gentle. One morning, there was a sudden explosion in the distance. Song Zhi woke up and ran out without even putting on her shoes. She rushed out of the tent and met Mo Xiuyao, who was eating breakfast. The two of them fell silent at the same time. Mo Xiuyao spoke first. ¡°A dog is chasing you?¡± Song Zhi was both frightened and confused. ¡°¡­I think something exploded just now¡­¡± As soon as she finished speaking, a series of crackling sounds rang out outside the valley. It sounded like¡­ ¡°That¡¯s the sound of firecrackers.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi as if he was looking at a fool. ¡°You¡¯ve never seen firecrackers before?¡± ¡°¡­ Of course I¡¯ve seen firecrackers. But why are there firecrackers outside?¡± Song Zhi asked. ¡°Because it¡¯s New Year¡¯s Eve today,¡± replied Mo Xiuyao. Song Zhi was stunned for a moment. New Year¡¯s Eve¡­ Ah, she counted the time. She had been in this world for almost half a year. Mo Xiuyao glanced at Song Zhi¡¯s white and red toes. While eating breakfast, he said in a mocking tone, ¡°These people in the Immortal world, they claim to be pure and refined, but they are still a bunch of secular people. When it comes to a festival in the mortal world, it¡¯s hard to hide their love to join in the fun. They are really embarrassing.¡± Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Song Zhi take out a string of firecrackers from her Cosmos Bag and said to him with a smile, ¡°Sir Demon Lord, let¡¯s set off some firecrackers!¡± Mo Xiuyao, ¡°¡­¡± ¡°Wait a moment, I¡¯ll put on my shoes.¡± Song Zhi put the firecrackers on the small table and turned her head to enter the tent. She chatted with Mo Xiuyao while putting on her shoes, ¡°I bought this at the market before I came to the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. I was thinking that if I cured the Gu Poison, I would set off a string of firecrackers to celebrate. I didn¡¯t expect that I would catch New Year¡¯s Eve before I could fully recover.¡± Song Zhi¡¯s mumbling could be heard continuously from the tent. The firecrackers were laid on the small table in a jubilant manner. One of the firecrackers had two mud spots on it, and it looked at Mo Xiuyao sarcastically like two eyes. In the end, Mo Xiuyao did not set off the firecrackers. Not only did he not set them off himself, but he also forbade Song Zhi from doing so. ¡°As long as I hear the slightest sound of firecrackers in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi with a faint smile. Song Zhi pouted and looked at him pitifully. However, she did not get any sympathy and could only put away the firecrackers regretfully. Today, the Purple Cloud Sword Sect was particularly lively. After the firecrackers went off for a while, the sound of small fireworks could be heard. Song Zhi¡¯s heart itched when she heard it, but she did not dare to disobey Mo Xiuyao¡¯s orders. What a joke. Mo Xiuyao was her lifesaver now, and she could not afford to offend him. The days in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley repeated day after day. Song Zhi was happy with this kind of repetition before, but when she heard that it was New Year¡¯s Eve today, she suddenly wanted to go out for a walk. It was just like in her previous life, when everyone was at work, she did not find the days boring. However, once everyone was on holiday and she was the only one at work, it was difficult for her to maintain peace. Ah¡­ I really want to leave this place! Song Zhi tossed and turned for the entire day absent-mindedly until it was time for dinner. ¡°You look like you¡¯re going crazy¡­.¡± They were halfway through dinner, but Song Zhi still did not say a word. ¡°Is it because I didn¡¯t let you set off the firecrackers?¡± Song Zhi paused. ¡°If I say yes¡­.¡± ¡°I won¡¯t agree to that either.¡± Mo Xiuyao smirked. Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± I knew it! Mo Xiuyao, this dog! After dinner, Mo Xiuyao left again, leaving Song Zhi alone by the stream. She sat on a small stool and listened to the lively fireworks outside. Just from the sound, one could tell how beautiful the fireworks were. But when she looked up, she could only see the canopy that covered the sky and the faint moonlight under the canopy. No! This was the first New Year after her rebirth, and it had to be remembered! Song Zhi rubbed her hands and cleaned up the table quickly. The night was getting darker and the fireworks were getting louder. Even through the thick seal, she could feel the festive atmosphere of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect. Mo Xiuyao was resting with his eyes closed. His brows had not relaxed since dinner. Just as he was getting more and more impatient, a light footstep approached. His eyes moved slightly, and his tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed a little. Chapter 28 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation ¡°Is there something wrong?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi. She blinked and said, ¡°The people of my hometown has the habit of keeping watch for the New Year.¡± ¡°No.¡± Mo Xiuyao closed his eyes again. ¡°We still have to eat the New Year¡¯s Eve dinner.¡± Song Zhi suddenly added. Mo Xiuyao opened his eyes, and Song Zhi said with a sincere expression, ¡°I¡¯ve already prepared eight dishes. Since we¡¯re not allowed to set off firecrackers, we should at least have a meal together.¡± Ten minutes later, a small table by the stream appeared in front of Mo Xiuyao¡¯s tent. It was filled with delicious-looking dishes. Song Zhi poured two glasses of fruit wine and clinked glasses with Mo Xiuyao with a smile. ¡°Happy New Year.¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and said, ¡°You¡¯re that happy?¡± It was only New Year¡¯s Eve, and there was one every year. It would be too troublesome if he had to spend so much effort every New Year. ¡°I wasn¡¯t this happy before, but it¡¯s different this year,¡± Song Zhi knew what Mo Xiuyao was thinking and answered with a smile. ¡°What¡¯s the difference?¡± Mo Xiuyao was puzzled. ¡®Because I¡¯ve experienced life and death this year, and I suddenly understand the true meaning of life,¡¯ Song Zhi thought to herself. However, when she raised her head and met Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes, she said, ¡°Because I met you this year.¡± After drinking, her voice was sweet and soft, like a spring breeze blowing. At this moment, the sky above the Demon¡¯s Note Valley suddenly exploded with fireworks, and it was as bright as day. Song Zhi exclaimed and her smile became even brighter. Mo Xiuyao looked at her in a daze and suddenly felt an itch in his throat. He looked at Song Zhi and suddenly asked, ¡°Do you want to cultivate?¡± Song Zhi was shocked when she heard the Demon Lord asking if she wanted to cultivate. Although she did not know what kind of medicine he had taken, she definitely would not reject a free gift. Thus, she nodded her head like pounding garlic! Actually, Mo Xiuyao regretted it the moment he asked this question. But when he saw Song Zhi¡¯s silly look, he smiled. ¡°Then come.¡± After he finished speaking, he took the initiative to sit on the bed and leaned on the pillow. Song Zhi looked at the tomb-shaped tent in front of her and wanted to say that they should go to her place. However, when she met Mo Xiuyao¡¯s gaze, she tactfully did not speak. It was New Year¡¯s Eve and the weather was cold. Even the fireworks above could not add a touch of warmth to the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. When Song Zhi sat on it, she was only glad that she and Mo Xiuyao did not have to take off their clothes in such cold weather. ¡°Focus.¡± Mo Xiuyao saw Song Zhi¡¯s dazed eyes and did not know what she was thinking. He suddenly felt displeased. Song Zhi snapped back to her senses and was caught off guard as she looked into Mo Xiuyao¡¯s long and narrow eyes. Previously, when he was cultivating in Song Zhi¡¯s tent, his surroundings were always dark. Even if the moonlight occasionally shone in from the window, it was hard to see anything clearly. However, it was different now. The crown of the tree did not cover this side of the sky, let alone the colorful fireworks in the sky. In this way, the tent was as bright as day. She could clearly see Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyebrows, the blue veins on his forehead, his tightly pursed thin lips. She could see his slightly messy lapels and the robe that was piled up at his waist. Song Zhi swallowed her saliva silently, and a strange sense of impatience and embarrassment gushed out of her. The moonlight and the fireworks were bright. Mo Xiuyao could clearly see the redness in the corner of Song Zhi¡¯s eyes. He and Song Zhi looked at each other and then turned away. This kind of cultivation method was really embarrassing. She did not know which Immoral author came up with this setting! Song Zhi wiped her tears and continued to be like a small boat on Mo Xiuyao¡¯s body, rocking back and forth. After a long time, she sobbed and discussed with Mo Xiuyao, ¡°Can you go quicker?¡± Mo Xiuyao was silent for a while. After a while, Song Zhi wiped her tears and tried to control her shaking body, like a small boat on the sea that was about to break into pieces. After a long time, it finally ended. Song Zhi¡¯s legs trembled as she tried to stand up, but just as she lifted her knees, she knelt back down and fell into Mo Xiuyao¡¯s arms. Mo Xiuyao paused and looked down at the person in his arms. Song Zhi was like a salted fish, not wanting to move at all. ¡°I¡¯ll have to trouble Sir Demon Lord to throw me onto the bed.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll throw you on the ground.¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s voice was still a little hoarse from the indulgence. ¡°Even if you throw me into the river, I won¡¯t be able to move.¡± Song Zhi decided to go all out. She was so tired that she did not even want to lift her fingers. Her voice was also lazy. As she had cried before, she sounded like she was acting coquettishly. Mo Xiuyao stared at her for a long time and finally placed her on the bed. Song Zhi continued to lie in the same position as she did on the bed. She silently recited the cultivation technique in her heart and absorbed the Danyang into her body. Chapter 29 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation In the past six months, although Song Zhi and Mo Xiuyao did not cultivate much, she could feel that the Gu Poison in her body had weakened a lot after each cultivation. She believed that it would be cleared out in time. Life is so beautiful! Song Zhi finished her cultivation and struggled to sit up from the bed. Before she could sit properly, she saw the water stain under Mo Xiuyao¡¯s belt. Thinking of what it was, Song Zhi¡¯s face suddenly became hot. ¡°I¡¯ll go and get you a few dust-expelling beads.¡± Mo Xiuyao did not know what was going on. He followed Song Zhi¡¯s line of sight and saw the traces that the two had left behind. He paused for a moment and said, ¡°No need.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll get you a few. It¡¯s too troublesome to wash them yourself. Wait for me, I¡¯ll be back soon.¡± As Song Zhi spoke, she got down from the bed and walked out with trembling legs while holding her waist. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched, but he did not stop her. For the same distance, Song Zhi took twice the time to go back and forth. When she returned to Mo Xiuyao¡¯s tent, he was already asleep. It was already late at night, and the Purple Cloud Sect disciples had stopped releasing fireworks. The Demon¡¯s Note Valley became dark again. Song Zhi looked at the bed and could only see his closed eyes. As for the things on his clothes, she could not see them clearly. ¡®How unkempt, he actually fell asleep just like that. What a world-destroying nightmare.¡¯ Song Zhi shook her head, but she still secretly crushed a dust-expelling bead and cleaned the bed and Mo Xiuyao. Smelling the fragrance of soap from Mo Xiuyao¡¯s body, Song Zhi was satisfied and left with her overused waist. In the dark, Mo Xiuyao opened his eyes, but closed them again after a long time. After Chinese New Year¡¯s Eve, it was the new year. Song Zhi had been looking forward to the arrival of spring from the beginning of the new year until the end of January. It was almost February when a heavy snow suddenly fell in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, and spring seemed to be far away. ¡°¡­ Why! Why is it snowing in February? When will spring come?!¡± Song Zhi grabbed a handful of white snow and curled it into a snowball. She questioned the snowball again and again. Mo Xiuyao, who was sitting opposite her, ate a Hawthorn ball and said unhurriedly, ¡°It¡¯s no use asking it, it won¡¯t answer you.¡± ¡°Why?¡± Song Zhi continued to be angry. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and said, ¡°Because it¡¯s just a snowball.¡± ¡°¡­ You don¡¯t have to answer so seriously.¡± Song Zhi said. She sighed and flattened the snowball. She could not hide the gloominess between her brows. Mo Xiuyao ignored her and focused on his Hawthorn ball. After a long time, Song Zhi asked again, ¡°When did the Demon¡¯s Note Valley get warm in the past?¡± ¡°In March or April,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied. Song Zhi was shocked. ¡°Doesn¡¯t that mean that we have to wait for more than a month?!¡± Perhaps her tone was too sorrowful, Mo Xiuyao finally looked her in the eye and said, ¡°Why do you want spring so much?¡± ¡°It¡¯s because spring is full of vitality! You can go for a walk or a spring outing, but in the winter¡­¡± Song Zhi looked at the flattened snowball and said with a straight face, ¡°It¡¯s dead and lifeless, and it¡¯s very cold!¡± Mo Xiuyao was deep in thought. Just as he was about to speak, two fat rabbits and five little rabbits skipped past them. Mo Xiuyao was silent for a moment before saying, ¡°Actually, it can be full of life even in winter.¡± This winter, the rabbits would not have a good life, and it was likely that they would not survive. Song Zhi also saw the rabbits and sighed. ¡°The Demon¡¯s Note Valley is a strange place.¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t think so before.¡± Mo Xiuyao spoke the truth. Song Zhi¡¯s lips twitched. ¡°So you¡¯re saying that the rabbits became strange because of me? ¡± Mo Xiuyao stared at Song Zhi for a moment and said, ¡°I don¡¯t think you have the ability.¡± Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± Don¡¯t think that I didn¡¯t notice your hesitation just now! She continued to sit at the table with Mo Xiuyao. One was filled with righteous indignation while the other ate the Hawthorn ball silently. When the last Hawthorn ball was finished, Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi again.¡±Go make lunch.¡± ¡°There¡¯s still some in the Cosmos Bag, you can pick what you like to eat.¡± After Song Zhi finished speaking, she walked into the tent dejectedly. ¡°I¡¯m not in a good mood today, so I¡¯ve decided to go on strike for a day.¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched, but in the end, he still took out two plates of food from the stock in her Cosmos Bag. At night, Song Zhi still did not get up to cook. Mo Xiuyao continued to eat his food. He thought that there would be fresh food the next day, but when he came to the stream, he found Song Zhi still lying down! She was awake, but she was lying down like a numb salted fish. She was too lazy to even turn over. Chapter 30 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Mo Xiuyao was silent for a long time before asking, ¡°When do you plan to go on strike?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know. Maybe after spring comes,¡± Song Zhi replied lazily. Thanks to the blessing of these few months of cultivation, even if she did not practice dual cultivation with Mo Xiuyao in the future, the Gu poison would not act up for a while, so she had plenty of time to be lazy¡­ Ah, no, she was waiting for the arrival of spring. Thinking of this, Song Zhi sighed. Seeing that Mo Xiuyao had not left, she looked at him sadly. ¡°Time feels like it moves slower when we¡¯re in pain, right, Sir Demon Lord?¡± Demon Lord turned around and left. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. She turned over and wanted to continue lying on the bed. She even secretly took out two snacks from the small box under her pillow. When she heard that there was still more than a month before spring came, she was really shocked, so she asked Mo Xiuyao to settle his lunch and dinner by himself. However, after lying down for so long, her sadness had long disappeared, and what replaced it was the joy of doing nothing. It was too time-consuming to cook three meals a day, so much so that she had almost forgotten how it felt to lie down for an entire day. Now that she had a rare opportunity to enjoy herself, she naturally would not let it go. ¡°This feels good¡­¡± Song Zhi buried her face in the goose-down blanket, sighing that humans were really ungrateful creatures. When she did not have much time left, she always thought of running, wanted to see more of the world, and filled up every minute and second. However, once she was sure that she could live to a hundred years old or even longer, she just wanted to not waste her time doing anything. In Song Zhi¡¯s plan, she could slack off for at least half a month this time. Then, she will pretend to be strong in front of Mo Xiuyao, pretending that she had reluctantly ended her sadness for him, and haggle with him, using a sumptuous meal in exchange for a cultivation session. She had even thought of what to say when the time came. In the end, on the morning of the third day, Mo Xiuyao appeared in the tent. Song Zhi could only adjust her sad expression. ¡°Cough, cough, I said I¡¯d wait until spring¡­¡± ¡°Spring has arrived.¡± Mo Xiuyao interrupted her expressionlessly, and Song Zhi choked. ¡°It can¡¯t be?¡± ¡°Come out.¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and turned to walk out. Song Zhi recalled the heavy snow three days ago, which almost turned the entire Demon¡¯s Note Valley White. She did not believe that spring would come so soon. She touched her nose and followed Mo Xiuyao out with a suspicious look. However, the moment she reached the door, she smelled a sweet fragrance. She was stunned for a moment and looked up. She saw that the snow had disappeared, the forest was green, and countless wildflowers were in full bloom. The small flowers were the size of a coin, and they were colorful. The spring in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley was more beautiful than she had imagined. ¡°Is this the spring you wanted?¡± Mo Xiuyao leaned lazily against a tree. Song Zhi blinked her eyes and laughed. ¡°What are you saying? if I say that it¡¯s not what I want, will you change it to another spring for me?¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and did not speak. Song Zhi looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her and felt a little regretful that her holiday was gone just like that. However, when she felt the moisture in the air, she felt inexplicably good. Yes¡­ Overall, they were still in a good mood since spring had arrived! Mo Xiuyao saw that Song Zhi was still standing there stupidly and said unhurriedly, ¡°Do you know what you should be doing?¡± Song Zhi plucked a wildflower and pinned it on Mo Xiuyao¡¯s collar. ¡°I know, I¡¯m going to cook.¡± ¡°That¡¯s not right.¡± Mo Xiuyao took the wildflower down and played with it casually in his hand. ¡°You should go walk around.¡± Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, then she saluted Mo Xiuyao. ¡°Thank you, Sir Demon Lord!¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched and he returned the wildflowers to Song Zhi. It was not easy for her to wait until spring. The first spring outing had to be formal. Hence, Song Zhi carefully chose a small open space with a good view and took out an unused bed sheet from her Cosmos Bag. She also made some fruit tea and snacks. After laying out the bed sheet, she placed the things up one by one. Mo Xiuyao watched her work from the side. It was not until the last plate of snacks was ready that he said unhurriedly, ¡°The walk you mentioned¡­ Is it just a change of location for eating?¡± ¡°You can say so.¡± Song Zhi called Mo Xiuyao over to sit on the bed. Mo Xiuyao stood still and commented, ¡°That¡¯s unnecessary.¡± Song Zhi ignored him and pulled Mo Xiuyao to sit on the bed. Mo Xiuyao frowned unhappily, and in the next second, his mouth was stuffed with french fries. The fries were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The light texture and the sweet and sour sauce were just right. Chapter 31 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation ¡°The tomato sauce I made some time ago, does it taste good?¡± Song Zhi asked. Mo Xiuyao looked at her and asked, ¡°Where do you get so many strange ideas in your head?¡± He had discovered a long time ago that Song Zhi could always match all kinds of irrelevant ingredients and make all kinds of strange and delicious food. ¡°It¡¯s not that my ideas are amazing, but you¡¯re too inexperienced.¡± Song Zhi looked at him affectionately. Mo Xiuyao glanced at her from the corner of his eyes and Song Zhi immediately sat up straight. The mountain forest was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the air was pleasant. The moist air had dispersed the chill, and the wind passed through the treetops, grass, and between the fingers. Song Zhi and Mo Xiuyao sat casually on the ground, as if they were one with the world. Song Zhi felt bored after sitting for a while and wanted to take Mo Xiuyao out for a walk. In the end, when she turned around, she saw that he was focused on eating the watermelon in the flower and fruit tea. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, I want to go out for a walk.¡± Song Zhi¡¯s lips twitched. ¡°Go then,¡± he said. The Demon Lord did not even raise his head. Song Zhi knew that this would be the result. She did not persuade him to come with her and left on her own. She had stayed in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley for a few months and had gone to almost every corner. However, she was never tired of the scenery here. Instead, she felt refreshed every time she looked at it. For example, the Demon¡¯s Note Valley in spring was completely different from the one in autumn and winter. ¡°If it wasn¡¯t so humid, this would be a good place to retire.¡± Song Zhi walked forward leisurely. When she looked up, she could see the huge seal in the sky. It was the center of all the formations and barriers. It was like a calming pill in the hearts of all the Immortal sects. Song Zhi picked wildflowers as she walked. As a result, the further she walked, the colder it became. The plants and flowers around her gradually withered. When she was almost at the edge of the barrier, the ground was already covered in snow¡­ This white layer should be snow, right? Song Zhi rubbed her arms hesitantly. She was about to squat down and observe when the Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciple who was guarding the Demon¡¯s Note Valley suddenly turned around. She was so frightened that she quickly hid in the grass. When the Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples heard the commotion, a trace of hesitation flashed across their eyes. They hurriedly called the people beside them to enter the barrier. Song Zhi, on the other hand, heard their footsteps getting closer and closer. She was so scared that her heart almost stopped beating. She was on tenterhooks while scolding herself for being too carried away. Why did she come here for no reason? The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally came to the grass. Song Zhi was so nervous that she almost forgot to breathe. Just as she was struggling to decide whether to continue hiding until she was discovered or to turn around and ask Mo Xiuyao for help, one of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples stared at the deep forest for a long time and suddenly said, ¡°This is too strange. Quickly report this to the Sect Master.¡± ¡°So we¡¯re not going to continue looking? The commotion just now should have come from here?¡± the other person asked. Although Song Zhi was blocked by the thick grass, she knew that the person who spoke must be pointing in her direction. She swallowed her saliva silently and one of her feet silently got into a position to escape. However, the next second, the other person said, ¡°It¡¯s probably a wild rabbit that¡¯s causing the commotion. Recently, there¡¯s been a flood of rabbits here.¡± ¡°Not only wild rabbits, but also wild chickens, ducks, field rats, and so on. They¡¯re not even idle in the winter!¡± The voices of the two Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples were getting further and further away. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and quietly returned the way she came. When she was about to reach the picnic, she could not help but run. ¡°Demon Lord! Sir Demon Lord¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao looked up at her, and Song Zhi rushed straight to him. She almost did not stop in time. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, I seem to have been exposed!¡± ¡°Speak slowly.¡± Mo Xiuyao passed a cup of flower and fruit tea to Song Zhi. Song Zhi took it and finished it in one gulp. Only then did she realize that there was only tea in the cup, and all the fruits and other small ingredients had been eaten by him! Forget it, it was not the time to be calculative about this. Song Zhi tugged at his sleeve and told him everything that had happened in detail. Finally, she asked, ¡°What do we do? The people from the Purple Cloud Sword Sect won¡¯t let out dogs to bite me, will they?¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her. ¡°If they had found you, they would have taken you away long ago. They wouldn¡¯t have let you come back.¡± ¡°But those two disciples clearly said that there was something strange about the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, and they even said that they would report it to the Sect Master!¡± Song Zhi¡¯s eyes widened. Mo Xiuyao picked up a french fry and said slowly, ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter.¡± Song Zhi snatched his fries away and said pitifully, ¡°Sir Demon Lord¡­¡± ¡°It¡¯ll be fine,¡± Mo Xiuyao snatched the fries back again. Song Zhi wanted to snatch them back again, but Mo Xiuyao gave her a look and she immediately became obedient. Chapter 32 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Although Mo Xiuyao had repeatedly emphasized that she would be fine, Song Zhi was still worried and followed Mo Xiuyao closely, firmly believing that he was the safest place. After turning around and bumping into Song Zhi again, Mo Xiuyao pulled her away. ¡°How long do you plan to follow me?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll follow until it¡¯s completely safe.¡± Song Zhi replied. Mo Xiuyao looked at her fixedly and narrowed his long and narrow eyes. Song Zhi swallowed her saliva and looked aggrieved. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, I¡¯m really scared.¡± Mo Xiuyao was speechless for a long time before he raised his hand and patted Song Zhi¡¯s head. ¡°Alright, I¡¯ve cast an invisibility spell on you. Even if the people from the Purple Cloud Sword Sect bring their dogs here, they won¡¯t be able to detect your presence. Song Zhi scoffed and said, ¡°Are you trying to fool a three-year-old child?¡± ¡°You can¡¯t even compare to a three-year-old child,¡± Mo Xiuyao said with a half-smile. Song Zhi sniffled and continued to stick behind Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao was about to say something when he suddenly looked up and saw Song Zhi¡¯s back. Song Zhi immediately became nervous. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± ¡°They¡¯re here,¡± Mo Xiuyao said lightly. Song Zhi immediately understood. She quickly took out the invisibility cloak from her Cosmos Bag and put it on in a flurry. More than 20 Purple Cloud Sword Sect disciples appeared in front of them. The person leading was not the elder she saw last time, but an old man with a white beard and white clothes. According to the original text, there was only one old man with a white beard in The Purple Cloud Sword Sect, and that was the Sect Master of The Purple Cloud Sword Sect, Lin Cang. So even the Sect Master was alarmed? Although Song Zhi knew that they could not see her, she still quietly hid behind Mo Xiuyao and quietly grabbed his belt. She was too close, and her body temperature silently passed through his clothes to his back. Even without physical contact, Mo Xiuyao still felt like he was being hugged by Song Zhi from behind. His Adam¡¯s apple rolled and he wanted to move forward, but his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground. ¡°Demon Lord, how have you been?¡± Lin Cang looked at Mo Xiuyao with a blank expression. Ever since Song Zhi came to this world of Immortal cultivation, she had never seen a high-level cultivator other than Mo Xiuyao. And Mo Xiuyao¡¯s ¡®Demon Lord¡¯ image had long been obliterated by eating non-stop every day. So strictly speaking, Lin Cang was the real big shot in Song Zhi¡¯s heart. She remembered that the original text wrote that Lin Cang was a master at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, just one step away from the Soul Formation stage. It was said that he was already more than a thousand years old, more than a thousand years old! Song Zhi did not even dare to think about it. However, Lin Cang had lived for so long and could even continue to live. He was more than a thousand years old, but he still looked so healthy and strong. His figure was graceful and he had the air of an Immortal¡­ Just as Song Zhi was admiring Lin Cang, Mo Xiuyao said to Lin Cang, ¡°Your son finally found out about you and your daughter-in-law?¡± Song Zhi, ¡°???¡± Lin Chang¡¯s expression changed as he barked, ¡°What nonsense are you talking about, Demon Lord?!¡± ¡°I saw everything that night. You still called your daughter-in-law ¡®baby¡¯,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied calmly. The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect were speechless. Song Zhi was speechless. To hell with the sage-like demeanor! A man who slept with his daughter-in-law was trash! ¡°You¡¯re really lawless, you really think I don¡¯t dare to kill you?¡± Lin Cang pulled out his sword, and Mo Xiuyao glanced at him lazily. ¡°Do you dare?¡± Lin Cang¡¯s face turned ashen. Fortunately, the disciples beside him stopped him in time.¡±Master, serious matters are more important. Don¡¯t be angered by this demon.¡± Lin Cang only calmed down after hearing this. In the blink of an eye, he returned to his usual demeanor of an expert who could remain calm in the face of danger. Song Zhi was speechless. She no longer believed in these people from the Immortal world. Each one of them was more pretentious than the other! ¡°Sir Demon Lord, can you please explain why winter turned into spring in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley overnight?¡± Lin Cang squinted his eyes and asked. His aura seemed to be quite intimidating. ¡°Am I the Sect Master of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect?¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at him. ¡°Of course, you¡¯re not,¡± Lin Cang frowned and said. ¡°Then why are you asking me?¡± Lin Cang was speechless. When Song Zhi heard the conversation between Mo Xiuyao and Lin Cang, she was certain of two things. One was that Mo Xiuyao did not like Lin Cang. The other was that Mo Xiuyao did not need to kill anyone. He could attract the hatred of the entire cultivation world with his mouth. Lin Cang clearly realized that he was no match for Mo Xiuyao in terms of eloquence, so he glanced at the disciple beside him, who immediately took out a spirit pearl. Song Zhi took a look. This spirit pearl seemed to be something used to test spiritual power. Chapter 33 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation If one was close to a cultivator, the bead would light up. The closer one was to a high-level cultivator, the brighter the bead would be. However, after entering the Demon¡¯s Note Valley, everyone¡¯s cultivation was suppressed, so even if they took out their spirit pearls, they would not light up. The disciple took the spirit pearl and approached Mo Xiuyao cautiously. One step, two steps, three steps¡­ As they got closer and closer, Song Zhi¡¯s heart was also in her mouth. She stood on her tiptoes and peeked behind Mo Xiuyao. The spirit pearl did not light up. The disciple paused and looked at Lin Cang behind her with a sigh of relief. Lin Cang narrowed his eyes and suddenly attacked. The long sword in his hand stabbed toward Mo Xiuyao without any warning. Everything happened too quickly. By the time Song Zhi came back to her senses, the long sword had already stabbed into the ground an inch below Mo Xiuyao¡¯s feet. She subconsciously grabbed the belt in her hand, and Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched. When danger came, subconscious actions were the best way to expose one¡¯s instincts. Lin Cang had been staring at Mo Xiuyao when he drew his sword. He thought that he could force him to use his spiritual power, but he did not expect to fail! Could it be that Mo Xiuyao had nothing to do with the return of spring in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley? Lin Cang furrowed his brows and suppressed his doubts. Mo Xiuyao looked at the long sword stuck in front of his toes and said to Lin Cang after a moment of silence, ¡°Your daughter-in-law also said that your son¡¯s ability in bed is not as good as yours.¡± Lin Cang was speechless. The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect were speechless. ¡°Your daughter-in-law must be lying to you.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at the long sword that was three inches deep in the ground and added seriously. Everyone present was speechless. Lin Cang was insulted by Mo Xiuyao in front of his face and could not care about anything else. He drew his long sword and was about to fight Mo Xiuyao to the death, but he was stopped by a few disciples. ¡°Master, calm down. Don¡¯t fall for the demon¡¯s trap!¡± Lin Cang suddenly broke free from the disciple¡¯s restraints and turned to leave with a black face. The rest of the people looked at each other and quickly followed. ¡°Lin Cang must hate you to death.¡± Song Zhi undid her cloak and said to Mo Xiuyao, ¡°You actually didn¡¯t have to use your ultimate move right from the start.¡± Although the strong were respected in the Immortal cultivation world, and their sense of morality was getting weaker and weaker. No matter how weak a sense of morality was, the affair between a father-in-law and a daughter-in-law was still a shocking matter. If this matter were to spread, Lin Cang would probably be too ashamed to go out. ¡°You can do it step by step. For example, you can start by saying that he¡¯s ugly.¡± Song Zhi said with a straight face. ¡°If I didn¡¯t say that, would Lin Cang have left so quickly?¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at Song Zhi. ¡°If he doesn¡¯t leave now, I¡¯ll be strangled to death by you.¡± Song Zhi looked guiltily at Mo Xiuyao¡¯s crumpled belt. She paused for a moment and said worriedly, ¡°Will Lin Cang take revenge on you? The Demon¡¯s Note Valley is his territory, and you¡¯re under his control. It should be easy for him to kill you, right?¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and said, ¡°He wouldn¡¯t dare.¡± Song Zhi paused. That¡¯s right, Mo Xiuyao was not only powerful himself, but he also had a father who ruled the Demon Realm as his backer. Although Mo Xiuyao had been in a state of recuperation for so many years, if anything were to happen to him, his father would wash the Immortal world with blood. After all, in the book, after Mo Xiuyao¡¯s death, his father really did so! Song Zhi tutted and then remembered something. ¡°What did Lin Cang mean when he said winter left and spring came? By the way, I saw snow outside when I went out. Why hasn¡¯t the snow in other places melted yet, and spring has come in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at her again and said, ¡°What do you think?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know. Maybe it¡¯s just a coincidence.¡± Song Zhi seemed to be in deep thought. ¡°It can¡¯t be you. You have no cultivation and no spiritual power.¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s mouth twitched and he refused to continue the conversation. It was time for cultivation again at night. Song Zhi looked at Mo Xiuyao who was leaning against the bed and waiting. She felt a dull pain in her knees. For the past half a year, she had been repeating the same action, and Mo Xiuyao¡¯s took longer and longer time to ¡®finish¡¯. Every time she finished, her waist and legs would be sore for a day or two. ¡°Why don¡¯t we¡­¡± Song Zhi looked at Mo Xiuyao. ¡°Shall we change our positions today?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked up. There was no displeasure in his eyes, and he did not seem to be against Song Zhi¡¯s suggestion. Seeing that Mo Xiuyao did not object, Song Zhi looked at him expectantly. After a long time, he slowly said, ¡°I want to eat cake tomorrow.¡± ¡°Other than the cake, I¡¯ll bake you some potato chips!¡± Song Zhi said generously. Mo Xiuyao reluctantly agreed and said, ¡°Alright, what do you want to do?¡± Chapter 34 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation ¡°It¡¯s very simple. We just need to switch our positions.¡± Song Zhi went forward and squatted by the bed, looking up at Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, and then said, ¡°I understand. It¡¯s the position of Lin Cang and his daughter-in-law.¡± Song Zhi said, ¡°There¡¯s no need to use the two of them as an example.¡± The mental image almost caused her to gag, and she felt a little disgusted. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s lips twitched and he forced himself to get up from the bed. Song Zhi immediately occupied his seat. However, three minutes later, she regretted it. There was a difference between a man and a woman¡¯s body. She could not just ¡®pull it out¡¯ like Mo Xiuyao. Previously, when she was on top, she could still make use of gravity to let her skirt fall freely. No matter how she moved, it could cover the important parts. However, after lying down, it was different. Even if she did not have to push all her skirts up, most of her long legs would be exposed. The worst thing was that Mo Xiuyao was the one leading the cultivation, so she was too passive! Song Zhi lay on the bed like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. As Mo Xiuyao approached, she became more and more nervous. Finally, when he approached thoughtfully, she retreated and said, ¡°Why don¡¯t we just stay in the same position?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked down at Song Zhi¡¯s knees. Although she had rested for two days, her knees were still green, in sharp contrast to her smooth and white skin. ¡°Trash.¡± Mo Xiuyao spoke expressionlessly, trying his best to ignore the fair skin beneath him. ¡°Huh?¡± Song Zhi asked. ¡°After half a year of dual cultivation, you haven¡¯t even reached the Qi Refinement stage. In the future, don¡¯t even mention dual cultivation with me, I can¡¯t afford to lose my face like this.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked into Song Zhi¡¯s eyes. Song Zhi,¡±¡­Oh.¡± After Mo Xiuyao taught Song Zhi a lesson, he returned to the topic and asked, ¡°What should I do?¡± Mo Xiuyao was too serious, causing Song Zhi¡¯s nerves to calm down in an instant. She let out a light breath and said, ¡°You just have to be like before.¡± Mo Xiuyao pondered for a moment and was about to start, but Song Zhi quickly stopped him. ¡°Wait a moment.¡± Mo Xiuyao frowned and stopped. He saw Song Zhi quickly take out a pill from her Cosmos Bag and swallow it. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s expression instantly turned stormy. ¡°What did you eat?¡± ¡°It¡¯s for strengthening the body. You¡¯re too good, I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t take it.¡± Song Zhi lied. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes narrowed. ¡°I saw it. You¡¯re taking some aphrodisiac.¡± Song Zhi was speechless. ¡°¡­Then why are you still asking?¡± Mo Xiuyao suddenly felt an indescribable irritation, and his face turned cold. ¡°Since you¡¯re so reluctant to do dual cultivation with me, then go find someone else.¡± With that, he turned around to leave. Song Zhi knew that it was not good. She pounced over and hugged Mo Xiuyao¡¯s waist without thinking. ¡°I¡¯m not reluctant, not at all. I¡¯m really happy that Sir Demon Lord is willing to do dual cultivation with me, how can I be reluctant¡­¡± ¡°Let go.¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s voice was icy. Only a fool would let go. Song Zhi hugged him even tighter. ¡°I¡¯m taking medicine for the convenience of the two of us, not because I despise you. Men and women have different structures. Think about it, every we start to do it, I have to be moving for a long time, right? You definitely won¡¯t be as dawdling as I am up there. If I don¡¯t take the medicine to liven things up, we¡¯ll both die from the pain.¡± She said so much in one breath that her face was red. Mo Xiuyao turned around with a sullen face. ¡°I really don¡¯t despise you. I don¡¯t want anyone else. I only want you,¡± Song Zhi said pitifully. Of course, the main reason was that there was no one else. This sentence seemed to please Mo Xiuyao, and the low air pressure around him gradually disappeared. Song Zhi sniffed. ¡°Demon Lord¡­¡± ¡°Let¡¯s start.¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her. ¡°Alright!¡± Song Zhi was instantly revived. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s frown finally eased when he saw her carefree look. When Song Zhi lay down again, the aphrodisiac she had taken had already begun to take effect. Her face was red as if she had drunk wine, and her bright eyes seemed to be magnetic, making people¡¯s hearts itch. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple bobbed. He did not know why he suddenly felt a little hot. He and Song Zhi had long been used to their previous positions. Now that they had suddenly changed, it was as if they had returned to their first time. Fortunately, it was not really their first time. In this aspect, Mo Xiuyao was much more talented than Song Zhi. They got used to it very quickly, and they felt like they were climbing higher and higher. Song Zhi was barely able to maintain her rationality after being hit. She bit her lips as tears flowed down her face. Mo Xiuyao looked down at her from above and saw every subtle expression on her face for the first time. His eyes darkened when he saw her wet eyes, and his hand on her waist gradually tightened. Chapter 35 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation After a long time, Mo Xiuyao suddenly raised his hand and did not touch Song Zhi¡¯s eyes. Instead, he rescued her lips from her teeth. ¡°Don¡¯t bite anymore, you¡¯ll bleed.¡± Song Zhi looked at him in confusion. The next second, she saw Mo Xiuyao wiping his fingers on his clothes with a frown. Song Zhi: ¡°¡­¡± Was Mo Xiuyao despising her? Her confused mind instantly sobered up a little, but it was a pity that this sobriety did not last long, as Mo Xiuyao¡¯s wild movements messed it up. Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao was satisfied when he saw that Song Zhi was no longer biting her lips. He then realized that Song Zhi had never been so emotional when she did it before. He started to get excited again and his actions became more and more ruthless. Song Zhi felt that she was about to fall apart. Before her mind went blank, she sobbed and vaguely heard him ordering in a deep voice, ¡°You¡¯re not allowed to take medicine next time.¡± ¡®Did I offend him again? Sir Demon Lord was too hard to please, ¡®Song Zhi grumbled in her heart and started to focus on her cultivation. She really was not very talented in cultivation. After working hard for so long, she had only just barely touched the threshold of the Qi Refinement stage. However, she did not have much ambition. She was already content with being able to live a long life without illness or disaster. After a long time, Song Zhi finished her cultivation and confirmed her condition. She carefully suggested to Mo Xiuyao, ¡°Why don¡¯t we try again?¡± Mo Xiuyao paused and stared at her for a long time before he agreed. That night, Song Zhi and Mo Xiuyao cultivated a total of three times. It was almost the same amount as the previous ten days. The efficiency was considered to have improved by leaps and bounds. Hence, for a long period of time after that, the two of them would use this position. Occasionally, they would switch back to the previous position. Spring passed and autumn came. Song Zhi had finally cultivated to the early stage of Qi Refinement! ¡°I¡¯ve succeeded!¡± The moment she entered the Qi Refinement stage, Song Zhi jumped three feet high and scuttled around the forest like a wild monkey. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s face showed disdain, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Song Zhi finally noticed him and pounced on him with an excited face. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyelids twitched, but he did not dodge. Hence, Song Zhi jumped onto him. ¡°Demon Lord, I¡¯ve succeeded! After I get rid of the Gu poison, I can live to a hundred years old!¡± ¡°Those who don¡¯t know would think that you¡¯ve Ascended.¡± Mo Xiuyao spoke lightly. He wanted to hold Song Zhi¡¯s waist with one hand, but before he could touch her, she got down from him. ¡°Whether I Ascend or not is not something I can think about. I¡¯m already very satisfied that I can cultivate to the Qi Refinement stage.¡± Song Zhi was really satisfied and looked like she did not intend to continue working hard. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s face was expressionless. Song Zhi giggled. ¡°I¡¯m indeed quite useless. However, this is my personality. I can¡¯t change it. After I get rid of the Gu Poison in my body, I¡¯ll find a place with mountains, water, and sunlight to retire and spend my old age¡­¡± Halfway through her words, she suddenly came back to her senses and hurriedly added, ¡°I¡¯ll spend my old age with you, Demon Lord.¡± ¡°I won¡¯t get old even if you die a thousand times.¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her. ¡°There are mountains and rivers in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. It¡¯s just that there¡¯s not much sunlight.¡± Mo Xiuyao acted as if he did not hear how deliberate Song Zhi¡¯s last sentence was. Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief and suddenly felt a little guilty. Although Mo Xiuyao was the villain in the novel, he was still very good to her. After such a long time together, she did not feel that he was that scary. Instead, he was like a primary school student who did not care about anything other than eating. Perhaps she had a preconceived notion and demonized Mo Xiuyao? That¡¯s why she thought he was scary? Song Zhi licked her lips and was about to speak when she saw Mo Xiuyao¡¯s cold eyes. ¡°Since you¡¯re here, there¡¯s no need to hide.¡± ¡°¡­Who are you talking to?¡± Song Zhi asked. She was dazed for a moment, and in the next second, she saw more than a dozen people appear out of thin air around her. She quickly hid behind Mo Xiuyao. ¡°It¡¯s not easy to find so many invisibility cloaks.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at the people who had suddenly appeared and said leisurely, ¡°Are you here to seek revenge?¡± Song Zhi felt that Mo Xiuyao¡¯s words were a little familiar. She seemed to have been asked the same question when she came to the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. The leader¡¯s face darkened, ¡°Demon! You killed the entire clan of Mo River Valley. Today, I will seek justice for my clansmen!¡± ¡°As expected, you¡¯re here to seek revenge.¡± The Demon¡¯s Note Valley seemed to be heavily guarded, but in fact, the guards were like sieves. Mo Xiuyao was used to it, but Song Zhi was not. There were so many people on the other side, and they were all tall and strong. One look and she could tell that they were trained. Even if their cultivation was suppressed, their skills would not be bad. Were these people planning to kill Mo Xiuyao while he had lost his cultivation? Chapter 36 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation They have increased the number of guards overseeing the Demon¡¯s Note Valley. Now that these people could appear here without a sound, the Purple Cloud Sword Sect must be behind this! Song Zhi swallowed her saliva and tried to pick up the invisibility cloak that these people had thrown on the ground so that she could escape with Mo Xiuyao at this critical moment. However, Mo Xiuyao seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he pulled her back. ¡°¡­¡± Song Zhi was speechless. What¡¯s wrong with Mo Xiuyao? Was he going to fight with these people? Although she was cultivating Hehuan Sect¡¯s cultivation technique and was not restricted by the seal, her early-stage Qi Refinement cultivation was simply not enough! Not to mention that she had no fighting experience at all. She was no different from a piece of trash here and could not help him at all! ¡°I¡¯m not asking for your help.¡± Mo Xiuyao seemed to have seen through Song Zhi¡¯s thoughts. The people from the Mo River Valley obviously hated Mo Xiuyao very much. They did not even bother to speak a word of nonsense and immediately pulled out their swords to stab Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao pushed Song Zhi back with one hand, snatched a sword, and stabbed it into another person¡¯s heart. Fresh blood spurted out. Song Zhi, who was born in a society ruled by law, saw this scene and her eyes widened. She was completely stunned. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s swordsmanship was as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water, and every move was a killing move. Although the people of the Mo River Valley were all martial artists, they could not even touch the corner of Mo Xiuyao¡¯s clothes. In the blink of an eye, more than half of them had fallen. Song Zhi looked at the dead bodies on the ground and her breathing became rapid. When she realized that she should hide, someone in the Mo River Valley noticed her. When they looked at each other, endless hatred burst out from the Mo River Valley disciple¡¯s eyes. This hatred was born because of Mo Xiuyao, but it was really directed at her, even if they had never met before. Song Zhi was stunned by the hatred in this person¡¯s eyes. The next second, she saw him raising a sword and slashing at her. She quickly dodged, but her sleeve was still cut and she felt a sharp pain in her arm. The man wanted to continue, but just as he raised his hand, a sword suddenly pierced through his palm. He stared at the wet ground and screamed in pain. Blood dyed the fallen leaves red. Mo Xiuyao killed the last man and walked to the man who was nailed to the ground. He squatted down and patted his face calmly and said, ¡°You dare to touch my people, huh?¡± ¡°Demon! Maniac! You will get your retribution! You¡¯ll definitely get your retribution!¡± The man glared at Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao pretended not to see it and turned to Song Zhi. ¡°Are you injured?¡± Song Zhi subconsciously covered her cut arm. ¡°No, no,¡± ¡°Demon, you¡¯ll die a terrible death¡­¡± The man from the Mo River Valley was still scolding and cursing them. Song Zhi swallowed her saliva silently and saw Mo Xiuyao¡¯s lips curl up with interest. He turned back to look at the man. ¡°What did you just say?¡± The man¡¯s hatred was monstrous, ¡°I said ¨C Ahhhhh!¡± The man let out a blood-curdling scream, and Song Zhi trembled. If Mo Xiuyao¡¯s quick, accurate, and ruthless counterattack had made her nervous and a little confused, then what happened next was not something she could accept. Mo Xiuyao actually pulled out the long sword that pinned the man¡¯s palm, and he slashed along his meridians, inch by inch. Wherever the tip of the sword touched, the meridians were exposed, and the blood that flowed out almost soaked the dead leaves on the ground. At first, the man was still scolding Mo Xiuyao and Song Zhi, but gradually, his curses were replaced by pleas for mercy, followed by cries. The faint cries were intermittently blown by the wind, like a ghost. When the man¡¯s third meridian was cut, he did not even cry anymore. He lay on the ground like a dying fish, his eyes wide open. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s face was also stained with blood, and he looked like a demon who had just escaped from hell. He looked at his masterpiece and smiled happily. Just as he was about to continue, a voice came from behind him with difficulty, ¡°How about¡­ Let¡¯s give him a quick death?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes moved and stared at the man for a moment. Then, he stabbed his sword into the man¡¯s heart. The man struggled for a while and then stopped breathing completely. The forest was completely silent. Mo Xiuyao threw away the long sword in his hand and looked at the bloody corpse on the ground in disgust. Then, he slowly walked toward Song Zhi. There was still blood on his face. The bright red color made his eyebrows as black as ink, and the outline of his face was even more distinct and sharp. Although the people of the Mo River Valley were all dead, the murderous aura around Mo Xiuyao had not dissipated. It was cold and terrifying. Finally, Mo Xiuyao stopped a step away from Song Zhi. He look at the place she was hiding. After a moment, he sneered and said, ¡°Didn¡¯t you say you weren¡¯t injured?¡± Chapter 37 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Song Zhi followed Mo Xiuyao¡¯s line of sight and saw the blood under the cut on her sleeve. She paused and said, ¡°It¡¯s just a small injury, it doesn¡¯t hurt¡­.¡± ¡°Someone who¡¯s so afraid of death actually said it doesn¡¯t hurt? Have you been scared silly by these people?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes flashed with a faint smile. He reached out to grab Song Zhi¡¯s arm to check. Song Zhi did not expect him to suddenly reach out and dodged in a panic. It was an instinctive reaction of her body. When she came back to her senses, she realized that things were going to be bad. As expected, she looked up and saw Mo Xiuyao¡¯s expressionless face. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s hand was still in mid-air, and there was no smile in his eyes. He looked at Song Zhi and said, ¡°I¡¯m the one you¡¯re afraid of.¡± Song Zhi wanted to defend herself, but when she met Mo Xiuyao¡¯s cold eyes, she could not say a word. The expression on Mo Xiuyao¡¯s face turned stormy in an instant. Song Zhi could sense his emotions and her breathing became irregular. Just as she could not help but take a step back, she heard Mo Xiuyao¡¯s half-amused tone as he said, ¡°If you dare to step back, I¡¯ll cut off your legs.¡± He sounded like he was joking, but Song Zhi knew that he was telling the truth. She did not dare to move. Song Zhi was obedient, but Mo Xiuyao became more and more irritated, especially when he saw the fear in Song Zhi¡¯s eyes. The aura around him became colder. Song Zhi knew that she should comfort Mo Xiuyao at this time, but she opened her mouth a few times but could not say a word. Just as she was in a daze, there was a noise not far away. She turned around in shock and saw the Elder of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect coming over with a bunch of people. Song Zhi was shocked and quickly picked up the invisibility cloak that the Mo River Valley people had thrown on the ground. She hurriedly put it on herself. When she had put it on, the Elder of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect had also arrived. He directly asked Mo Xiuyao with a cold face, ¡°Mo Xiuyao, can you explain?!¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes were cold as he said, ¡°Get lost!¡± ¡°You¡­¡± The Elder was about to continue when Mo Xiuyao¡¯s said coldly, ¡°So many people could easily avoid the guards of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, and then you just happened to come here. Who should be the one explaining?¡± ¡°You mean to say that the Purple Cloud Sword Sect intentionally let people in to harm you?¡± The Elder¡¯s eyes widened. Mo Xiuyao did not want to say a word. He kicked the long sword on the ground and struck it with his palm. The long sword pierced the Elder¡¯s stomach. The Elder¡¯s eyes were wide open. He did not expect Mo Xiuyao to dare to attack him. ¡°Elder!¡± ¡°Elder, are you alright?¡± Those who had come today were all outer sect disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect. Their cultivation levels were low and they were very timid. When they saw that the Elder was injured, they immediately panicked and lost the will to fight. A few of the disciples who had previously caused trouble for Mo Xiuyao were also present. When they saw Mo Xiuyao¡¯s skills, they were all scared out of their wits, afraid that Mo Xiuyao would pierce them if he was unhappy. ¡°If we take him out of the Demon¡¯s Note Valley now, he still has a chance to live. When you return, tell the Sect Master of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect that if he doesn¡¯t want00,000 demonic soldiers of the Demon Realm to massacre the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, he better keep an eye on the people of sect,¡± Mo Xiuyao said indifferently. The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect did not dare to talk back and quickly left with the Elder. These people came and left in a hurry, as if they had put on an absurd and ridiculous farce. Song Zhi also relaxed a little after such a fuss. After taking off the ill-fitting invisibility cloak, she looked at Mo Xiuyao with eager eyes. ¡°Demon Lord¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes were cold, and Song Zhi immediately shut up. Then, Mo Xiuyao turned around and left without any expression. Song Zhi wanted to chase after him, but she did not pay attention to her feet and almost tripped over the bloodied body. She quivered and when she looked up again, Mo Xiuyao had already disappeared. Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± Forget it. Let¡¯s take it slow. If I go over now, Mo Xiuyao would be annoyed. Song Zhi took another look at the corpse on the ground. She resisted the urge to vomit and turned around to run away. She only felt better after she washed her face by the stream. In the afternoon, Song Zhi prepared a table full of dishes, but Mo Xiuyao did not come. She sat in front of the small table in a daze and only came back to her senses at night. Then, she put the cold food into the Cosmos Bag and made a new table full of dishes, but Mo Xiuyao still did not come. She waited and waited until late at night before hesitating to go to Mo Xiuyao¡¯s place. She deliberately avoided the corpses and took a long way around. Chapter 38 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation When they arrived at Mo Xiuyao¡¯s place, Song Zhi stuck her head in from outside the tent. ¡°Demon Lord?¡± No one answered, but Song Zhi knew that Mo Xiuyao was in the tent. At least Mo Xiuyao was willing to sleep in the tent she had set up. This realization made Song Zhi heave a sigh of relief, and her back straightened slightly. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, I¡¯ve made some shredded sweet potato and lotus leaf chicken. Do you want to have a bite?¡± There was no reply from the tent. Song Zhi hesitated as she walked towards the tent, saying, ¡°If you want to eat something else, you can tell me and I¡¯ll make it for you.¡± When she was about to reach the tent, a gloomy voice came from inside. ¡°Scram.¡± Song Zhi stopped in her tracks and did not dare to move forward. The forest was silent, and the cold moonlight illuminated the small world. Song Zhi stood there for a long time before she said dryly, ¡± I¡¯m sorry, I didn¡¯t mean to be afraid of you. It¡¯s just that I¡¯ve never seen such a scene in my life¡­¡± If she had explained it on the spot, it would have been more convincing, but now it seemed like she was trying to make up for it in the post-production and was not very sincere. ¡°Demon Lord, I really didn¡¯t do it on purpose. I couldn¡¯t control myself at that time. You were really a little scary at that time, ¡± Song Zhi added with an embarrassed expression. Unfortunately, the people in the tent did not buy it and did not even want to talk to her. Just as Song Zhi was at her wits¡¯ end, she suddenly felt that the night was really cold. Her body was cold, and her heart was cold. Wait¡­ cold? Song Zhi was stunned for a while. Then, she looked up and saw the round and big moon in the sky. She only realized that it was Mid-Autumn today. Mid-Autumn Festival¡­ Song Zhi stared at the tent for a moment and could not help but walk in. In the tent, Mo Xiuyao¡¯s face was blue and he was frowning as he leaned on the bed. His body was covered with a thin layer of frost, and even his eyelashes were stained with ice. Song Zhi felt a bone-piercing chill and she tightened her grip on her tent. She was stunned for a moment and quickly went forward. ¡°Demon Lord, are you alright?¡± When a person was extremely cold, even a touch would cause severe pain. Mo Xiuyao suddenly raised his eyes, and his gaze was colder than ice. ¡°Get out.¡± Song Zhi did not move. Instead, she held Mo Xiuyao¡¯s hand tightly and watched as the frost on his hand gradually receded. She then asked, ¡°Why are you so serious this time?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s face was cold as he tried to pull his hand away. Song Zhi sensed his intention and held on even tighter. ¡°Even if you¡¯re angry with me, you have to get through tonight first.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t need to care.¡± Even when Mo Xiuyao opened his mouth to speak, cold white smoke could be seen. Song Zhi hugged him directly. ¡°There are only the two of us here. If I don¡¯t care about you, who will?¡± Mo Xiuyao was displeased and wanted to push Song Zhi away, but Song Zhi hugged him even tighter. She sniffled and said softly, ¡°Demon Lord!¡± Her voice trembled a little as if she had suffered a great grievance and was about to cry. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s back stiffened, but he did not push her away. Seeing that Mo Xiuyao had stopped moving, Song Zhi heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. She clung to Mo Xiuyao like an octopus. His body was really cold. It was so cold that she started to tremble. Song Zhi had been in the Demon¡¯s Note Valley for more than a year, and this was the third time Mo Xiuyao had a relapse. It was also the most severe one. The frost and snow on his body were much thicker than before. After Song Zhi hugged him, the frost and snow did not completely fade away, and Mo Xiuyao¡¯s body did not seem to have any intention of warming up. It was the first time Song Zhi had encountered such a situation and her heart was a little nervous. ¡°Demon Lord, are you feeling better?¡± Mo Xiuyao did not speak. Song Zhi raised her head and saw Mo Xiuyao frowning. Even his lips were covered with a layer of white frost. ¡°Demon Lord, what¡¯s wrong?¡± Song Zhi raised her chin and asked. ¡°What?¡± Mo Xiuyao looked down at her. Song Zhi pouted and Mo Xiuyao¡¯s brows furrowed even deeper. Song Zhi had no choice but to place a finger on his lips. When the frost on his lips disappeared, she felt at ease. Mo Xiuyao looked at her steadily. After a long time, his lips moved slightly and he suddenly bit her finger. Song Zhi tried to pull her finger out, but the moment she moved, the Demon Lord bit her even harder. Song Zhi looked helpless. ¡°Demon Lord¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at her lazily and finally let go. Song Zhi looked at the deep bite marks on her fingers and looked at Mo Xiuyao resentfully before she shrank back into his arms. The night was getting darker, the frost and dew were getting heavier, and the two people in the tent were getting colder and colder. If this continued, Song Zhi did not know if Mo Xiuyao would freeze to death, but she definitely would not live. After realizing this, Song Zhi raised her head, trembling. ¡°Demon Lord, we can¡¯t continue like this. We have to think of a solution.¡± Chapter 39 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Mo Xiuyao forced his eyes open and looked at her lazily. Song Zhi swallowed her saliva and suggested, ¡°How about¡­ Should we take off all our clothes?¡± Direct physical contact should be better than being separated by two layers of clothes. Mo Xiuyao instantly sobered up. Song Zhi carried her goose down quilt and got into bed first. Using the quilt as cover, she began to take off her clothes. First, she took out her outer clothes, then the clothes she was wearing underneath. One by one, the clothes that were still warm fell to her feet. Mo Xiuyao¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple bobbed, and his fingers that had been tapping on his knees stopped at some point. Clearly, after leaving Song Zhi¡¯s arms, his body had frozen again, but he did not feel cold. Instead, he felt a faint heat. After a long time, Song Zhi stuck her head out from under the blanket. ¡°Sir Demon Lord, I¡¯m done.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked up and met her clear eyes. Song Zhi¡¯s eyes really did not match her beautiful ¡°Demon Lord?¡± Song Zhi saw that Mo Xiuyao did not move and felt a little embarrassed. He did not reject her when she took off her clothes just now. Was he not going to cooperate now? What if he refused to cooperate? Should she put on her clothes again? Song Zhi¡¯s gaze landed on the clothes that she had taken off. Just as she was hesitating whether she should put them on again, a familiar coat fell to the ground and covered all her clothes. Eh? Song Zhi looked up and saw Mo Xiuyao lowering his eyes and undressing. He took off his black robe, revealing his frosty chest and abdominal muscles¡­ Oh, although Song Zhi had long expected that Mo Xiuyao¡¯s figure would not be bad, she did not expect it to be so good. His muscles were tight and not too exaggerated or too thin. Every inch was just right, like a plate of delicious snacks. ¡°Your eyeballs are about to fall out.¡± Mo Xiuyao laughed at her. Song Zhi came back to her senses and pretended to urge him, embarrassed. ¡°Hurry up and take it off, I¡¯ve already warmed the blanket.¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and sat down on the bed. Song Zhi quickly made way for him and reminded him when he was about to lie down, ¡°Demon Lord, you didn¡¯t take off your pants.¡± Mo Xiuyao pretended not to hear her. Song Zhi was speechless. If she had known earlier, she would not have taken off her clothes so quickly. Just as she was considering whether to put on two pieces of clothes, Mo Xiuyao had already laid down in the room, his body cold. The moment he entered the room, the warmth in the blanket dissipated. Fortunately, the frost on his body also faded a little. Song Zhi shuddered, but still reached out to hug Mo Xiuyao. Although the two of them had cultivated together many times, they had never had physical contact. The moment their skin touched, both of them froze at the same time. ¡°It¡¯s so cold¡­¡± Song Zhi only felt awkward for a short three seconds before she took a deep breath and hugged Mo Xiuyao even tighter. When their skin rubbed against each other, even their body temperatures blended with each other. Mo Xiuyao lowered his head and could see the white skin under the blanket. He suddenly felt thirsty. Compared to Mo Xiuyao¡¯s absent-mindedness, Song Zhi was much more dedicated to her work. Not only did she stick her entire body to Mo Xiuyao, but she also did not forget to hug him and gently rub the back of his hand, trying her best to give him warmth. Speaking of which, Sir Demon Lord¡¯s back was really wide, and every muscle was tight. With a little force from her fingertips, she could feel the vein lines on it. His skin was also very good, like silk, smooth to the touch. Mo Xiuyao lowered his eyes and tried his best to ignore Song Zhi¡¯s mischievous little hands. She had no intention of stopping even when she moved down her spine and touched the back of his waist. Finally, he could not bear it anymore and grabbed her wrist. ¡°Hey.¡± ¡°¡­ I¡¯m just helping you keep warm.¡± Song Zhi explained guiltily. Mo Xiuyao squinted his eyes and was about to say something, but he suddenly saw the wound on Song Zhi¡¯s arm. It was cut during the day. As she said, it was just a scratch. After such a long time, only a red mark was left. ¡°Why didn¡¯t you apply some medicine on it?¡± Mo Xiuyao asked. Song Zhi followed his line of sight and laughed dryly. ¡°It¡¯s just a small injury.¡± It was indeed just a small wound, like a cat¡¯s scratch. At first, there were some drops of blood, but later, there was no blood at all. It was just an ordinary wound. Mo Xiuyao paused and raised his head to look at Song Zhi. ¡°The last time you climbed a tree, you got blisters on your hands. You took more than 20 supplements and wrapped them with more than three layers of gauze. You even lay in bed for two days.¡± Song Zhi was speechless. How could this person remember these little things so clearly?! She twitched her mouth and tried to argue. ¡°I¡¯m just cherishing my life.¡± Chapter 40 Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation ¡°Then why didn¡¯t you cherish your life this time?¡± Mo Xiuyao asked. When Sir Demon Lord was serious, he always liked to get to the bottom of things. This wound was the source of the conflict between her and Mo Xiuyao. Song Zhi did not want to go into detail, but when she met Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes, she could only tell the truth. ¡°Because I forgot.¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes moved slightly. Song Zhi was afraid that he would get angry again, so she lowered her voice. ¡°You were angry before, so I kept thinking about you and forgot about my injury.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at her steadily. After a long time, he reached out and touched the wound on her arm. His thumb gently rubbed it. It was not painful, but it was hard to ignore. Song Zhi was really afraid that he would break her arm as he touched it, so she asked carefully, ¡°Demon Lord, are you still angry?¡± ¡°Yes,¡± Mo Xiuyao said lazily. Song Zhi laughed. ¡°You¡¯re lying. If you¡¯re angry, you¡¯ll ask me to get lost.¡± Mo Xiuyao glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, and Song Zhi sighed. ¡°Don¡¯t be angry with me. I didn¡¯t do it on purpose. Think about how scary you were at that time. You cut off his meridians one by one. If I didn¡¯t stop you in time, would you have torn him into pieces?¡± Mo Xiuyao sneered and pressed his fingertips on her wound. This time, it hurt. Song Zhi cried out an ¡®Ah!¡­ There was a slight tremble in her voice, and the two of them were stunned. Song Zhi was embarrassed and she said, ¡°Umm, I¡¯m not¡­¡± ¡°Coward.¡± Mo Xiuyao interrupted her, and Song Zhi seized the opportunity. She looked at him expectantly. ¡°That¡¯s right, that¡¯s right. I¡¯m a coward. So can you not be so scary in the future?¡± Mo Xiuyao placed one hand on Song Zhi¡¯s body and tapped his fingers twice out of habit. Then, he realized that he was tapping on Song Zhi¡¯s waist. He paused, but his fingers were still on her waist. ¡°Okay?¡± Song Zhi saw that Mo Xiuyao did not speak and could not help but ask. ¡°No,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied. Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± He did not hesitate at all, how cruel! ¡°If you¡¯re a coward, then train your courage. If you dare to avoid me in the future¡­¡± Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes and did not say anything else. What would happen? He will kill her? Just like the people from the Mo River Valley? Song Zhi imagined the scene and shivered. ¡°Demon Lord, we¡¯re already so familiar with each other, but you¡¯re still trying to scare me like this. Isn¡¯t that a little too much?¡± Mo Xiuyao ignored her. Song Zhi looked at his impassive face and could not help but probe, ¡°Aren¡¯t you afraid of scaring me away?¡± Only then did Mo Xiuyao look at her. Song Zhi cheered up. ¡°Look, you always scare me and order me around. I¡¯ll cook all three meals a day, but you don¡¯t even wash the dishes. Sooner or later, I¡¯ll be driven away by you!¡± ¡°Try running,¡± Mo Xiuyao said lazily. ¡°Will you be angry if I really run away?¡± Song Zhi gulped. She would leave the Demon¡¯s Note Valley sooner or later. Seeing that the Gu Poison was almost cured, she had to plan her escape. ¡°What¡¯s there to be angry about?¡± Mo Xiuyao retorted, and Song Zhi immediately felt happy. However, she still had to show a regretful expression on her face. ¡°I knew you didn¡¯t care about me at all. I guess you wouldn¡¯t even bother to look for me after I leave.¡± ¡°Not really,¡± Mo Xiuyao replied. ¡°What?¡± Song Zhi looked up guiltily. ¡°I still have to look for you if you run away.¡± Mo Xiuyao looked at Song Zhi. ¡°I¡¯ll find you and break your legs.¡± Song Zhi, ¡°¡­¡± After a short silence, Mo Xiuyao suddenly realized something. ¡°It seems that it¡¯s too easy for you if I only break your legs.¡± ¡°What else do you want?¡± Song Zhi swallowed her saliva. ¡°How about cutting off the tendons of your hands and feet, and then throwing them into the nest of demons to feed the demon spirits?¡± Mo Xiuyao¡¯s tone seemed to be discussing with her. Song Zhi stared at him for a long time, and evil rose from her heart. ¡°Then I¡¯ll take advantage of your weakness and kill you!¡± As she spoke, she pounced on Mo Xiuyao, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws as she tried to strangle him. Mo Xiuyao easily caught Song Zhi¡¯s evil claws and turned over to press her under him. Song Zhi struggled for a while, but in the end, not only her hands were pressed down, but her legs were also pressed tightly by him. She could not move at all. Song Zhi immediately turned her head and stretched out her neck to bite his wrist. Mo Xiuyao scoffed. ¡°Let go.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not¡­¡± Song Zhi was still biting Mo Xiuyao¡¯s arm when she spoke, and her voice was muffled and unclear. Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes. ¡°I¡¯m not going to¡­¡± Song Zhi looked at him provocatively. ¡°If you¡¯re so great, then bite me!¡± Her lips became even redder because of the force, and her lips glistened slightly under the moonlight. A dangerous glint flashed in Mo Xiuyao¡¯s eyes. He bent down and bit the corner of Song Zhi¡¯s mouth without any hesitation!