Nan Zhi sat down across from him, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at Li Ping'an.
Li Ping'an took a sip of wine and saw Nan Zhi staring at him without blinking.
"Miss Nan, why do you keep staring at me? Do I have gold or silver treasures on me?"
Li Ping'an felt terribly awkward under her gaze and joked.
Suddenly, Nan Zhi's eyes reddened, and tears began to fall.
This sight left Li Ping'an utterly at a loss.
What was going on?
Why was she crying just like that?
Had she become so upset at the thought of drinking with an old man like him that she cried?
"Miss, why are you crying?"
Just as Li Ping'an was floundering, Nan Zhi wiped her tears and began recounting her background on her own:
"I was once a cultivation disciple with fairly good aptitude."
"My family once took pride in me. They regarded me as the family's hope and even spared no expense to send me into a sect to cultivate."
"But for some reason, one day I suddenly contracted a kind of cold poison. It stripped me of all my cultivation, and the doctors even declared that I would not live past thirty."
As Nan Zhi spoke of her past, her voice brimmed with grievance.
Though Li Ping'an did not know why she had suddenly begun talking about her background, he could roughly piece it together from her words.
No wonder the Heaven-Tempering Hammer had gone mad absorbing the moment he came into contact with Nan Zhi. It was because of the cold poison inside her!
It seemed this cold poison really had something to it. Even his Heaven-Tempering Hammer, a hammer that had seen so many poisons, had become so excited upon encountering Nan Zhi.
Just as he was pondering how to find an excuse to absorb all the cold poison from Nan Zhi's body, she suddenly said:
"When I touched you earlier, it felt as though there was a furnace inside your body. In an instant, it melted away some of the cold poison that had plagued me for years. I have never felt so comfortable before."
"Sir, I heard that you once made the Heaven-Ringing Bell ring. Tell me, why are you able to dissolve my cold poison?"
Uh...
Li Ping'an immediately came to a realization. No wonder Nan Zhi had asked him to return to her room with her. So that was why.
After pondering for a long while, just as he had no idea how to answer, Nan Zhi suddenly blinked her beautiful eyes and said:
"Sir, the moment I saw you, I felt that your bearing was extraordinary, wholly out of place among ordinary people. At a glance, you seemed like a great master who had lived in seclusion for many years. You... you wouldn't happen to be some immortal master from our sect, deliberately disguised as an old man to descend and experience the affairs of the mortal world, would you?"
Hearing this, Li Ping'an's face darkened with black lines as he thought:
This girl really knows how to imagine things.
But as long as it allowed him to treat her cold poison openly and legitimately, she could think whatever she wanted.
Ahem! Ahem!
Li Ping'an straightened his chest and adopted a solemn, serious expression.
"Actually, this old man has grown tired of seeing those petty people who only know how to flatter others. That is why I prefer to come down and mingle with more ordinary people."
Li Ping'an did not directly admit that he was a mighty cultivator, but his words made it very easy to misunderstand.
"Really?"
Nan Zhi's face immediately filled with excitement. She stood up, her eyes brimming with admiration, and said:
"I beg you, Senior, to cure the cold poison within me. I am willing to do anything for Nan Zhi!"
Anything?
Upon hearing that, Li Ping'an's mind instantly began to wander, but he quickly steadied himself and said:
"Although the cold poison inside you is formidable, before me it is merely child's play. I can clear it away with ease."
"Really? You really can?"
Nan Zhi's eyes shone brightly.
"Senior, can you truly clear the cold poison from my body?"
"Of course!"
Li Ping'an nodded.
"However... tell me, why should I help you clear your cold poison?"
As he spoke, Li Ping'an looked Nan Zhi up and down with an ill-intentioned expression.
Seeing Li Ping'an's lecherous gaze, Nan Zhi's heart skipped a beat!
Good heavens, this old fellow was not some old pervert, was he?
At his age, he still wanted to...
But for the sake of recovering my strength, I'll do it!
Nan Zhi gritted her teeth.
"Senior, as long as you are willing to help me recover from the cold poison, I'll accompany you tonight!"
As she spoke, her cheeks reddened and she lowered her head, though the meaning she wished to convey was already obvious.
For a moment, the room filled with an ambiguous air.
"Hehe..."
Li Ping'an gave a lecherous chuckle.
"Not that. I want something else..."
"What do you want???"
Nan Zhi's expression changed. Could this old man want to play some fancy games?
At such an advanced age, he still wanted to play so wildly?
Forget it, forget it. For the sake of my cultivation...
As Nan Zhi waged a fierce battle with herself, Li Ping'an continued:
"I can't clear all of the cold poison in your body in one go."
"How about this? I'll come clear your cold poison at regular intervals. Every time I clear it, you give me one hundred spirit stones. How does that sound? Reasonable, right?"
He only wanted spirit stones?
Nan Zhi froze for a moment, somewhat unable to believe it.
She had originally thought this old man would make some excessive demand, perhaps even some indecent one. She had not expected him to want only spirit stones.
Wasn't he some immortal master? How could he lack spirit stones?
Seeing Nan Zhi's blank expression, Li Ping'an thought, Oh no, she doesn't think it's too expensive, does she?
"If you think it's too much..."
"No, I don't think it's too much!"
Nan Zhi hurriedly cut him off.
"I... every time you come, I'll give you two hundred spirit stones. Is that all right, Senior?"
Yes, yes!
Li Ping'an was overjoyed upon hearing this. This was truly an unexpected windfall.
Two hundred spirit stones each time he cleared it. Conservatively speaking, Nan Zhi's cold poison would need to be cleared more than ten times. Wouldn't that add up to nearly two thousand spirit stones?
Good heavens, this time he was making a killing.
"Fine, fine, fine. Then let's not delay. Let me clear it for you now."
Nan Zhi was slightly stunned.
"Senior, right here?"
"Of course."
However, Li Ping'an hesitated for a moment before saying:
"To clear the cold poison from your body, our skin needs to come into contact. Can you accept that?"
"Fine, no problem."
Nan Zhi did not hesitate either. Pointing to the bed beside them, she said:
"Let's clear it on the bed."
Li Ping'an nodded.
"Fine. The bed is more convenient."
The night passed without a word.
When Li Ping'an pushed open Nan Zhi's door, he seemed to have grown ten years younger. Even his back had straightened a little.
After absorbing cold poison all night, he felt refreshed and immensely comfortable.
It had to be said, the cold poison inside Nan Zhi was truly pure!
He had absorbed it for an entire night, and now the spiritual energy in his body was so full that it was nearly bursting.
All he wanted now was to hurry back to the sect, immediately sit in meditation, and convert all this spiritual energy into his own cultivation.
"Look, that old man is coming out!"
Someone outside cried out.
Several people immediately rose to their feet, murderous intent surging around them as they glared fiercely at Li Ping'an.
This was the fellow who had spent an entire night alone with Miss Nan Zhi!
Heavens, the sky had fallen!
"Nan Zhi, are you blind in the eyes or blind in the heart? You don't want a handsome, dashing young master like me, yet you choose such a decrepit old man!"
Seeing Li Ping'an emerge looking refreshed and invigorated, quite a few people instantly imagined countless unspeakable scenes. They fell to their knees and wailed bitterly.
Seeing this, Li Ping'an could not help curling his lips slightly as he hummed a tune and walked down from the pavilion.
Before leaving, he even said:
"Oh, right, let me tell you something..."
"Miss Nan Zhi really was so smooth."
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