A Priceless Treasure Beyond Gold

Chu Er took a small knife from the drawer, cut open her palm, then used the tip to stir the wound several times. Li Banfeng was astonished. "You only need some blood. Do you have to be this ruthless?"

Chu Er smiled. "This is called pain linking hearts. Without suffering and pain, how could I contact my father?"

She took out a pen, dipped it in her blood, and wrote a letter on paper. Its contents were simple: Chu Er wanted to meet Chu Shaoqiang at ten tomorrow night, at the Stone House by the lake.

Chu Er folded the letter, placed it in her palm, and rubbed it for a moment. Then she put it back in the drawer and said to Li Banfeng, "The message has been sent." Li Banfeng froze. "Just like that? Your father can receive it?"

Chu Er was very confident. "Anyone who truly cares about me can receive it. My father receives it every time." "How come I've never seen you write me a letter?"

At that, Chu Er pulled open the drawer on her right.

It held over a hundred letters, every one stained with blood. "These were all written for you." Li Banfeng blinked. "That's exactly why I'm worried this method doesn't work."

Chu Er snorted. "You're all heartless and unfeeling. You've never cared about me."

The following night, Chu Er brought Li Banfeng to the Stone House by the lake. Candlelight flickered inside, and Chu Shaoqiang had indeed come.

"You two talk first. I'll take a walk around." Chu Er slipped away without a sound. Judging from her footsteps alone, her cultivation had improved considerably. Li Banfeng entered the Stone House, pulled over a chair, and sat across the stone table.

Chu Shaoqiang wore a gray-white overcoat with the collar pulled