"Thank you, Ling Xi."
"How will you thank me?"
"If it hadn't been for you, Zen Master Dejie wouldn't have given me the 'Heart Scripture.'"
"Oh?"
"He was getting on good terms with me in advance, and putting on a show for you too, wasn't he?"
"Hehe!"
In the bedroom, warm as spring, Lu Zheng and Si Lingxi were pressed close as one, their Phoenix Power blending and circulating.
Si Lingxi blinked her elegant phoenix eyes and nodded. "That was one reason."
For Zen Master Dejie to hand over a top-tier cultivation method without hesitation, of course it was because he had seen that even Si Lingxi had given herself to Lu Zheng.
Though he might still not have figured out why the two of them could be together, the fact remained that, beyond White Cloud Temple, Lu Zheng now had another colossal backer.
And judging by Lu Zheng's cultivation progress, he was clearly another future powerhouse.
If he did not add flowers to the brocade now, then when would he?
Lu Zheng raised a brow and laughed heartily. Not only was he not embarrassed about living off a woman, he was instead preparing to thoroughly enjoy Si Lingxi. "Let your husband properly thank his wife!"
A smile touched Si Lingxi's lips as her pair of jade arms, fairer than frost and snow, wrapped around Lu Zheng's neck. Her phoenix eyes rippled, her red lips drifted close to his cheek, and with breath like secluded orchids, she laughed softly.
"Come on~"
Early the next morning, Lu Zheng lounged beneath the persimmon tree in the rear courtyard, opening the "Lotus Platform Shakyamuni's Lecture on the Prajna Heart Scripture."
Shen Ying brewed Lu Zheng a cup of tea and set it on the small table beside him, smiling without quite smiling.