Something's not right. I clearly remember being stabbed, don't I?
Liu Ya suddenly remembered something beneath the covers, and confusion immediately filled her heart.
When she had examined her body just now, she had seen that there seemed to be no wound on her back.
And she wasn't in any pain now!
Instinctively, Liu Ya reached behind herself, only to touch a patch of smooth, fair skin.
There really wasn't any wound?
What exactly was going on?
Curiosity overtook her for the moment, and Liu Ya forgot her embarrassment. She poked her head out from beneath the covers and asked Qin Shaofeng, "Qin Shaofeng, where's the wound on my body? I remember I seemed to... seemed to have been stabbed with a small knife?"
Her smooth, fair back made Liu Ya feel deeply uncertain. At this point, she even wondered if she had never been hurt at all.
"I treated it," Qin Shaofeng said.
???
Treated?
Liu Ya was dumbfounded, her face full of confusion. "So quickly? There isn't even a scar?"
"What's so surprising about that? You don't even know who I am!" Qin Shaofeng said proudly, then began explaining.
"Actually, let me tell you—in this world, there are some special people known as martial artists. And above martial artists, there are cultivators..."
The God-Demon Compendium had already begun circulating on its own within Liu Ya's body, so Qin Shaofeng naturally had to explain this knowledge to her.
Martial artists?
Cultivators?
As Qin Shaofeng explained, Liu Ya finally realized that she had entered a whole new world.
After a long while, Liu Ya seemed to finally understand something.
But once she understood, the question she asked Qin Shaofeng was not about a cultivator's strength or anything of the sort, but rather...
"So cultivators can stay forever young?"
As Liu