Xiao Ning'er

The Great Rock Python was a carnivorous demon beast with a cultivation level around Bronze Three-star. It was enormous, and adults were often over ten meters long.

Its scales were as hard as rock, like a suit of heavy bronze armor. Unless you used a Silver-grade weapon, you couldn't hurt it at all.

Usually, it coiled up and disguised itself as a boulder among the Stone Forest, waiting for prey to wander within range before attacking.

"Has Xiao Ning'er gone crazy? How could she come to such a dangerous place?" Even Chang Ping, a transmigrator, knew about the danger. There was no way Xiao Ning'er didn't know. Did she have some kind of trump card?

Chang Ping decided to see what happened before choosing whether to step in.

It was a moonless night, with a fierce wind.

In the Stone Forest, the boulder behind Xiao Ning'er began to tremble. A huge, hideous snake's head emerged from the rock, its forked tongue flicking as it opened its cavernous jaws.

"Danger!" Chang Ping's heart tightened. He switched off the safety on his Desert Eagle, raised the gun, and aimed at the snake's head.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Xiao Ning'er suddenly turned to face the snake.

He watched as she conjured a fresh piece of demon beast meat out of thin air, held it in both hands, and tossed it into the Great Rock Python's gaping maw.

The beast swallowed the meat in one bite, flicked its tongue, licked Xiao Ning'er's face, then slowly withdrew its head and disguised itself as a boulder again.

"She's feeding a demon beast?" Chang Ping was astonished. Xiao Ning'er was just like a zookeeper. "This Great Rock Python is pretty smart. It knows the difference between getting one meal and getting fed every day."

After calming the restless Great Rock Python, Xiao Ning'er conjured a waterskin and washed the blood from her hands. Then she sat cross-legged on a cushion, facing the campfire's leaping flames, and began cultivating her Soul Force.

Before long, a faint blue glow shone over her entire body.

Xiao Ning'er knitted her slender willow-leaf brows, her expression seemingly pained. Chang Ping guessed that her Extreme Cold Sickness was acting up.

"Before people condense a Soul Vortex and become a Bronze One-star Demon Spirit Master, they can't refine Moonlight Essence effectively. It's an extremely yin substance. If too much accumulates inside the body, it'll clog and damage the meridians," Chang Ping murmured.

Leaning against a tree, he quietly watched over the woman of his dreams while opening the Exchange Shop and searching for medicine that could treat Extreme Cold Sickness.

The Exchange Shop had everything except food and seasonings like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

Chang Ping soon found a medicine.

Cold Dispelling Lily Honey!

It was made by steaming Longevity Lilies and mixing them with honey. It had a soft, fragrant taste and could dispel cold, relieve coughs, and clear the meridians.

It could drive cold toxins from the body and had almost no side effects. It was perfect for an apprentice Demon Spirit Master like Xiao Ning'er, whose cultivation hadn't yet reached Bronze One-star.

"I don't know as many strange things as that old geezer Nie Li, and I don't know any breathing techniques. This is the only way I can help her. I hope this little girl doesn't mind." Chang Ping exchanged for a bottle of Cold Dispelling Lily Honey, climbed down from the tree, and landed steadily on the ground.

The medicine was Bronze-grade and inexpensive. A bottle cost only 300 Strength Value.

"Who's there?!" Xiao Ning'er cried out. She drew a dagger, held it in a reverse grip, and warily watched the bushes not far ahead.

Demon Spirit Masters specialized in cultivating Soul Force, so their senses were exceptionally keen.

Xiao Ning'er's Soul Force was around eighty points. She could easily sense any living creature moving within an eight-meter radius.

Just now, she'd sensed an incredibly terrifying presence, as if it were a Golden demon beast. It had made her breath catch.

She had once entered the Sacred Ancestor Mountain Range with her grandfather to train, and knew how terrifying Golden demon beasts were.

Xiao Ning'er glanced back at her bodyguard, only to find that the Great Rock Python had disappeared. There was nothing behind her.

"Traitor!" she cursed under her breath.

She'd even fed it Silver-grade demon beast meat that she couldn't bear to eat herself, and it had abandoned her and slithered off alone.

Demon beasts really were ungrateful creatures.

"Don't come any closer!" Xiao Ning'er pulled an Inscribed Scroll from her Space Ring. As a direct descendant of a Magnate Family, she naturally had a few ways to protect herself. "Damn it! Why is there a Golden demon beast in the Trial Ground?! Am I going to die here today?"

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the bushes.

"Die here? You're pretty full of yourself." Chang Ping grinned and jumped out from behind the bushes. "Don't be afraid. I mean no harm."

Xiao Ning'er didn't let her guard down. Staring at him with bright, willow-leaf eyes, she gave a cold snort. "You killed all the Horned Sheep in the Trial Ground. What are you doing here?" Could he have some ulterior motive?

"You're sick!" Chang Ping said bluntly.

Xiao Ning'er froze at the insult.

When she came to her senses, she flew into a rage. "You're the one who's sick!"

"And you're seriously ill." Chang Ping's expression was grave.

"Are you done yet?" Xiao Ning'er's brows shot up. She unfurled the Inscribed Scroll and aimed it at Chang Ping, threatening him. "Leave right now, or I'll activate this scroll. It's a Silver-grade Inscribed Scroll. It can unleash terrifying lightning and kill a Silver Five-star demon beast instantly!"

Get lost, you disgusting pervert who eats Horned Sheep testicles!

"Why can't you recognize a good person when you see one?" Chang Ping was exasperated. He wondered if Xiao Ning'er was a dog, snapping at the kind-hearted. "I'll tell you the truth. You have Extreme Cold Sickness. As soon as you reach Bronze One-star, your body will explode!"

Xiao Ning'er wasn't sure whether to believe him.

"What Extreme Cold Sickness? I've never heard of it." Was he making this up to fool her and get close to her?

Chang Ping pointed at Xiao Ning'er's bare feet. "When you cultivate Soul Force at night, do your feet feel like they're burning, while the rest of your body is freezing? No matter how many layers you put on, does it make no difference?"

"How do you know?" Xiao Ning'er lowered the scroll, utterly shocked. Could everything Chang Ping had said be true? Did she really have this so-called Extreme Cold Sickness? Would her body really explode?

"I don't just know you have Extreme Cold Sickness. I've also brought the cure. Do you want it?" Chang Ping asked with a smile, holding up a small, snow-white porcelain bottle.

"The cure? You'd be that kind?" Xiao Ning'er raised an eyebrow. She didn't trust Chang Ping. She even suspected the bottle held a sedative rather than a cure. He wanted to knock her out and take advantage of her.

"Of course not!" Chang Ping shook his head and took a step forward. "I told you, there's no such thing as a free lunch."

Xiao Ning'er remembered Chang Ping saying the same thing to Ye Zi Yun earlier that day.

"How much do you want?" she asked, stepping back.

"I don't want money!" Chang Ping shook his head again. "I want you..."

"What did you say?" Xiao Ning'er's pretty face went cold. She immediately aimed the scroll at the lecher before her, whose audacity knew no bounds.

"I want you to do me a favor." Chang Ping chuckled. He'd deliberately paused for effect, wanting to tease the girl.

"What favor?" Xiao Ning'er didn't lower the scroll. She stared hard at Chang Ping, ready to activate it the moment he made a move.