Sixty Years of Smithing: One Hammer Strike Forged My Immortal Path
Chapter 43

Sir, I Want to Offer Myself to You

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"Sir, it's been so long since we last met. Have you missed me lately?"

Nan Zhi gazed at Li Ping'an with deep affection, making him shudder all over.

"Uh... of course I've missed you, Nan Zhi."

Li Ping'an said with a laugh,

"I've been thinking every moment about the cold poison inside you, about clearing it away for you."

"Oh, I see."

At once, Nan Zhi felt warmth bloom in her heart.

He had actually been worrying about her injuries all this time. Could it be that this senior had feelings for her?

The more Nan Zhi thought about it, the more convinced she became.

After all, why else would a great senior like Li Ping'an come straight to Spring Beauty Pavilion to find her and help draw out the cold poison from her body?

There had to be a reason behind it.

Perhaps Li Ping'an had noticed her many years ago, then appeared at a crucial moment to cure her poison.

At that moment, warmth surged through Nan Zhi's heart. Li Ping'an became even more pleasing to her eyes, and her gaze grew ever more tender.

"Sir, you have treated me so well. Nan Zhi truly doesn't know how to repay you."

"Ah, no need, no need."

Li Ping'an waved his hand and said magnanimously,

"Helping others is the foundation of happiness. I, Li Ping'an, simply enjoy doing good deeds. Come, no time to lose. Nan Zhi, let me draw out the cold poison from your body right now."

"Alright."

Nan Zhi's cheeks flushed faintly, and she did not refuse again.

But she immediately turned to the maid beside her and said, "

Xiao Chun, go outside first. Sir and I have something important to discuss."

"Oh, oh, oh, alright."

Only then did the maid recover from her shock. She hurriedly jogged out of the room and shut the door behind her.

Only Li Ping'an and Nan Zhi remained inside the room.

"Sir, you have helped me like this. Nan Zhi truly doesn't know how to repay you properly."

As she spoke, Nan Zhi poured Li Ping'an another cup of wine.

Li Ping'an waved his hand and said,

"Nan Zhi, I already said there's no need to repay me. It's really nothing. To me, this is truly just a small matter."

Even Li Ping'an himself felt his face redden after saying that.

If it were not for the cold poison inside Nan Zhi, why would he come running here to find her every time, suffering all the while?

Although Nan Zhi was indeed rather pretty, Li Ping'an was already an old man,

and had long since understood that form was emptiness, and emptiness was form.

He no longer had much feeling for such things.

Yet the very next moment, the wine in his mouth sprayed out.

Because he saw Nan Zhi slowly slipping off her outer robe, revealing a pink bellyband beneath.

"Nan Zhi, what are you..."

Greatly alarmed, Li Ping'an hurriedly stood up and stammered,

"Nan Zhi, wh-what are you doing? This won't do, this won't do!"

Nan Zhi's cheeks were already crimson, making her extraordinarily alluring beneath the candlelight.

Her bare body was enough to make one's blood surge—she had everything she should have, and absolutely nothing where she should not.

"Nan Zhi, wh-what are you doing? Put your clothes back on, quickly! Don't be like this!"

Though her cheeks were red, Nan Zhi's gaze remained resolute as she walked toward Li Ping'an and said,

"Senior, you saved my life. For such immense kindness and virtue, I can only repay you by offering myself to you."

Hearing this, Li Ping'an became even more embarrassed.

He was already seventy or eighty years old. He truly could not muster much interest.

Yet when he saw Nan Zhi's enticing bare body...

Perhaps his cultivation had improved recently and his blood qi had grown stronger, but a flame of desire actually rose within him once more.

Still, his steady temperament made him hurriedly wave his hands and say,

"Nan Zhi, there's no need to offer yourself to me. I already told you, I helped you willingly. You don't need to do this."

"No, Senior. Though you helped me of your own accord, I, Nan Zhi, cannot be so ignorant or lacking in gratitude. Come, Sir, let me serve you. Let Nan Zhi repay you properly just this once."

Then Nan Zhi pounced directly at Li Ping'an, pressing her fragrant lips against his wrinkled ones.

"Mm!"

Li Ping'an had just been about to say something when Nan Zhi's fiery red lips sealed his mouth.

"Mmm, mmm!"

Li Ping'an let out a few final muffled sounds. As though all strength had left his body, he was half-pushed, half-willingly guided onto the bed by Nan Zhi.

That night, an old tree met sweet rain, and withered soil burst into bloom.

By the next morning, Li Ping'an stretched and sat up from the bed.

After a night of battle, not only did he feel no exhaustion, he actually felt more energized, and the blood qi within him had become even more vigorous.

What shocked him most was that through dual cultivation, he had absorbed even more of the cold poison inside Nan Zhi.

After a night of dual cultivation, he had actually broken through to the second level of Qi Refinement.

The Heaven-Tempering Hammer within his body had also undergone astonishing changes.

The Heaven-Tempering Hammer that had previously been about the size of a fist within his body was now as thick as an arm, clearly a full size larger. Several obscure, incomprehensible runes had also appeared on its surface.

The Heaven-Tempering Hammer had leveled up!

Li Ping'an was overjoyed. He wondered what other new functions the Duan Tian Hammer would possess after its upgrade.

As he pondered this, he had no choice but to wait, since there was nothing nearby for him to test it on. Nan Zhi had not gotten out of bed yet.

Nan Zhi was curled lazily beneath the covers like a kitten, one fragrant shoulder exposed. Her face still carried a faint blush, clearly not yet recovered from last night's fierce battle.

Li Ping'an could not help smiling at the sight.

His wild night with Nan Zhi had restored vitality to the heart that had long lain dormant within him.

In truth, he had come to terms with it.

After all, how many cultivators in the immortal cultivation world were his age, yet still looked dashing and youthful?

He simply had not cultivated. Once his cultivation rose, he too could return to youth.

So being with Nan Zhi did not count as ruining her.

Besides, she herself had said she wanted to offer herself to him...

Since Nan Zhi had not risen yet, Li Ping'an was in no hurry to leave. He immediately sat cross-legged nearby and began trying to absorb the abundant spiritual energy within his body, converting it all into his own cultivation.

As he circulated the spiritual energy through the cycle within his body, Li Ping'an also took the opportunity to circulate the Great Dream Soul-Drawing Art.

To his delighted surprise, after a night of dual cultivation with Nan Zhi, the Great Dream Soul-Drawing Art had broken through as well,

successfully reaching the first level.

That meant he could now use the Great Dream Soul-Drawing Art to control another person's spiritual power and alter what they saw.

Li Ping'an was eager to give it a try. He dearly wanted to see at once whether the Great Dream Soul-Drawing Art was truly as miraculous as the book claimed.

But Nan Zhi had not gotten up yet, so he temporarily suppressed his excitement.

The spiritual energy in his body was now abundant, and the Heaven-Tempering Hammer had upgraded as well. It was time to upgrade the five Qi-Replenishing Pill fragments on him.

Li Ping'an took the five incomplete pills from his pocket and slowly summoned the Heaven-Severing Hammer.

A small, pitch-black hammer appeared in his palm, the runes upon it glimmering faintly.

"Hey!"

Li Ping'an gave a low shout and swung the hammer. One incomplete pill fragment was instantly smashed into a complete Qi-Replenishing Pill, bright red and exceptionally enticing.

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