Under the effects of two Chaos Spirit Recovery Pills, the injuries Bao Zhi had sustained from the True Meaning Rule were quickly cleared away.
She opened her eyes again and saw a stern, steady, handsome face. The warmth of his embrace filled her heart with an unprecedented sense of security.
Sensing that Bao Zhi had awakened, Jiang Ping An prepared to lay her on the bed.
Bao Zhi wrapped her arms around Jiang Ping An's waist and spoke weakly. "My lord, I haven't fully recovered yet."
Jiang Ping An froze for a moment, then infused her with immortal power once more.
Lying in Jiang Ping An's arms, Bao Zhi peacefully closed her eyes, quietly savoring this rare warmth.
Jiang Ping An said, "You should return to the Immortal Realm. It's too dangerous here. You can go to the Illusory Moon Region, or to the Great Barren Continent in the Nine Heavens World. Both places can keep you safe."
"No."
Bao Zhi rarely defied Jiang Ping An. "Although I can't raise my realm, I can still continue earning resources for you, my lord."
"As your realm rises, the resources you need will increase as well. If I can't earn enough resources, I simply won't be able to meet your cultivation needs."
"Please don't stop me, my lord. Otherwise, I won't be able to find meaning in life."
Throughout their lives, people pursued certain goals—becoming wealthier than a nation, attaining peerless cultivation, or seeing all the beautiful sights of the Immortal Realm.
But once they lost their goals, or accomplished them, life lost its direction.
Bao Zhi had only one goal: to earn vast amounts of resources and help her lord cultivate.
If she lost that goal, she did not know what she should do, or even why she should live. Life