Nothing New?

After finally coaxing Di Nüfeng around and saying a bunch of bad things about Liu Qiushui.

Li Xuanxiao managed to get away from Di Nüfeng and hurried to find Liu Qiushui.

He had already confirmed that it was Di Nüfeng who was fighting Liu Qiushui.

It was a case of dogs fighting dogs.

There was no righteous person eliminating the two of them.

Then, if he wanted to survive between these two people...

Thinking this, Li Xuanxiao was already standing outside Liu Qiushui's cave.

Liu Qiushui slightly raised her eyes, clear and captivating like a pool of autumn water.

As her gaze shifted, it seemed as if countless stars twinkled within. When her eyes inadvertently swept over Li Xuanxiao, just for that fleeting moment of connection, it felt as if a thousand words were contained within.

Li Xuanxiao remained unfazed, his face still holding a smile.

The next second, a black pill fell into his mouth.

Li Xuanxiao clutched his throat.

"This is a pill I refined. It will greatly increase your cultivation, but it is also a poison," Liu Qiushui said calmly.

Li Xuanxiao: ...

(O_o)??

Again!?

You Demonic Cult, can't you come up with something new?

You're all pulling this stunt, huh.

Li Xuanxiao felt a bit unwell.

Taking two pills with side effects that also boosted cultivation in such a short period, it would be strange if he felt comfortable.

"It's normal to feel unwell. You'll be fine after a moment of digestion," Liu Qiushui said. "Don't blame me. It's not that I don't trust you; this is just a safeguard. Everyone who joins my cult is like this.

However, the pill I'm giving you is only for those who are intimate with me to have the right to take. You saved my life, so you will serve by my side from now on."

Li Xuanxiao was already lying on the ground.

He clearly felt the pills that Liu Qiushui and Di Nüfeng had separately fed him.

They were now like two bombs with their fuses lit, exploding within his body.

These two powerful and mysterious energies, like two well-trained and well-equipped armies, engaged in a thrilling life-and-death struggle on the narrow battlefield of his body.

They tangled, collided, and bit at each other, each clash causing violent tremors.

One energy was as hot as fire, as if it would burn everything to ashes wherever it passed.

The other was as cold as frost, instantly freezing anything it touched into ice sculptures.

These two energies went back and forth, neither giving way, and for a time, it was difficult to determine a victor.

They rampaged through his meridians and acupoints, wantonly disrupting the originally stable flow of Blood Essence.

He felt a sharp pain in his internal organs, and his bones felt as if they would fall apart at any moment.

My life is over...

Li Xuanxiao was too weak to speak.

"Save... save... save me..."

That's it!?

Li Xuanxiao opened his eyes.

His small eyes held great confusion.

What's going on?

He felt the violent power within him quickly subside.

His cultivation had rapidly increased.

However, the side effects from the pills, the poison...

The two pill poisons had... canceled each other out!?

Li Xuanxiao was overjoyed. Heaven is not against me!

The two pills had not only increased his cultivation, essentially forcibly injecting a large amount of Cultivation into him, but they had also thoughtfully eliminated the side effects.

Even someone with Li Xuanxiao's temperament couldn't help but want to laugh out loud at this moment.

However, with the large amount of Cultivation he had gained, he still needed time to digest it.

It wasn't like in a wuxia novel, where a master would pour a thousand years of cultivation into the protagonist.

The protagonist would then possess a thousand years of cultivation.

If that were actually done, the protagonist would most likely explode and die.

It was just like this, only breaking through a minor realm.

Ling Xuanxiao needed ample time to digest it.

So, over the next few days.

Ling Xuanxiao hovered between Di Nüfeng and Liu Qiushui, while also digesting the cultivation within his body.

Di Nüfeng was more like a gangster boss, more brainless and easier to fool.

Although Liu Qiushui loved fiery red, she wasn't fiery; on the contrary, she was calmer.

Thanks to Ling Xuanxiao's meticulous care, both women gradually became more familiar with him.

During this time, it was not difficult to notice that both of them had, to varying degrees, put aside their former high-and-mighty attitudes.

In fact, the bridge effect could explain this well.

The bridge effect refers to how when a person nervously crosses a suspension bridge, their heart rate involuntarily quickens.

If they happen to meet someone else at this time, they will mistakenly interpret the accelerated heartbeat caused by the situation as a physiological response to being attracted to the other person, thus developing romantic feelings for them.

Di Nüfeng and Liu Qiushui were accustomed to commanding great influence.

They were practically treated like royalty, never lacking attendants.

Now, severely injured, they lay in a cave.

Their only caregiver was a strange disciple from Shushan, so naturally, they developed favorable feelings towards him.

This is also why in many movie and TV drama plots, the male and female leads fall in love in such a manner.

After a few days of peaceful living.

Ling Xuanxiao ended his cultivation. Although he hadn't completely digested all his cultivation, he had temporarily reached a saturated state.

He could now begin his next plan.

"..."

One day, Ling Xuanxiao changed Liu Qiushui's dressing.

Ling Xuanxiao carefully helped Liu Qiushui lift her arm, placing a clean white cloth nearby for use.

Then, he slowly unwrapped the gauze covering the wound, revealing the still-healing injury beneath.

Liu Qiushui couldn't help but frown as a sharp pain shot through her when the wound was disturbed.

But when she saw the focused and serious expression on the young man's face, the pain in her heart seemed to lessen.

"Your injuries are recovering faster than I expected," Ling Xuanxiao said.

Liu Qiushui nodded.

"Then get plenty of rest."

Ling Xuanxiao went out again, as usual.

Liu Qiushui was already accustomed to it and blurted out.

"Come back soon."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Liu Qiushui felt a bit strange.

Ling Xuanxiao glanced back at her, his expression unchanged, and left the cave.

After about fifteen minutes.

A figure stumbled back towards the cave entrance.

"Quick... Quick, run!! It's... people from the Heavenly Fiend Hall!"

After saying this, Ling Xuanxiao collapsed to the ground.

"Heavenly Fiend Hall!!"

Liu Qiushui's expression changed, and she quickly supported Ling Xuanxiao.

Ling Xuanxiao had already lost consciousness.

Liu Qiushui stood frozen like a statue, showing no reaction for a long while.

The originally calm surface of her heart suddenly rippled with a barely perceptible tremor, followed by a slight vibration.

That young man, that vibrant and energetic youth.

Now lay lifeless in her arms, as peaceful and serene as if he were asleep.

His body gradually grew cold, and the breath of life was slowly ebbing away from him.

Recalling the short days they had spent together, though not long, these days had been so uniquely special for Liu Qiushui.

Every day had been so simple and pure.

Even somewhat monotonous and dull, but for some reason, this ordinary life brought her a sense of satisfaction she had never felt before.

She remembered when they first met, an awkward silence stretched between them, neither willing to break the quiet first.

However, as time went by, the two gradually became familiar with each other, and they began to quietly gaze at the beautiful sunset in the distance together, sharing their joys and sorrows, talking and laughing...

With a "clang."

Her sword was drawn, her body filled with fighting spirit.

Liu Qiushui gritted her teeth.

Just then, another figure burst in.