"My parents have been urging me to find a Dao Companion. I think you'd be a good choice, junior brother."
Su Jin controlled her divine power, gently wiping away the blood staining her chest.
Jiang Ping An hurriedly said, "Please don't joke, senior sister. My status is low, my talent is limited, and I bear the heavenly baleful fate. My path is fraught with hardship. How could I possibly be worthy of you?"
Su Jin smiled gently. "My parents cultivate the same mental cultivation method as I do. They also let nature take its course and don't care about their future son-in-law's background."
Jiang Ping An quickly explained, "I already have several lovers, and even children. I can't hold you back, senior sister."
Su Jin gave a light shrug of her fair shoulders. "That's all right. My father has plenty of women, too. When my mother sees a pretty woman, she even thinks about bringing her home for him."
Jiang Ping An: "???"
Were the great lineages really this open-minded?
Seeing Jiang Ping An's flustered expression, Su Jin raised her flawless, jade-like hand to cover her mouth and laughed.
"You just said you'd help me with anything, junior brother, yet now you're turning me down again and again. It seems your promises don't count for anything."
"All right, I'll stop teasing you. Hurry and sit down to rest."
Learning that Su Jin had only been joking, Jiang Ping An breathed a sigh of relief. He took a Soul-Nurturing Pill and circulated the Soul Disorder Art to restore his sea of consciousness.
Just now, the Heaven-Reflecting Mirror had nearly shattered his sea of consciousness to prevent him from revealing anything about it.
Fortunately, the injury wasn't too severe. Two days of recuperation would heal it.
Su Jin turned her gaze toward