Unfortunately, the falling flower had feeling, but the flowing water was heartless. That pitiable senior of the Ink Moon Tribe had been no more than a lovesick fool; the female Demon Monster had not appreciated it in the slightest, and under his entanglement, had instead developed murderous intent...
Thankfully, that senior's divine abilities were far from ordinary, and only then did he manage to preserve his little life, avoiding death on the spot.
And though this man's cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he happened to have an obstinate nature, and was incomparably infatuated. After his wounds healed, not only did he fail to wield the sword of wisdom and sever the threads of affection, he instead sank ever deeper into the net of love.
Fortunately, he was not stupid. Humans and demons walked different paths, and he also understood that continuing to pester her like this would produce no result. What should he do?
To be fair, aside from being lovesick, this senior's intelligence and talent were truly first-rate.
Not only had his cultivation reached the Nascent Soul Realm, his attainments in the art of pills were also extremely profound.
And among the hundred arts of immortal cultivation, the Dao of pills was already extremely wondrous. The effects of many spirit pills were so miraculous as to be inconceivable. Could he refine a type of pill that would make the other party fall dead-set in love with him?
This was a bold idea, and it sounded even more absurd beyond measure. Yet after more than a hundred years of painstaking research, the Xuan Ning Pill truly came into being.
By relying on this item, that senior finally got what he wished for: the beauty entered his arms, and he and that female Demon Monster roosted and flew together