The feeling of being watched with gratitude and revered as a savior filled him with an indescribable comfort and satisfaction, from his physical body to his soul.
"Miss, you flatter me. Please rise quickly. We cultivators should take punishing evil and eliminating wickedness as our duty."
The heterochromatic-eyed cultivator smiled, puffed out his chest, and spoke with righteous conviction.
Though the woman remained kneeling on the ground, she hurriedly pleaded, "Senior, your heroic heart and righteous courage have earned this little woman's utmost admiration. But since you have shown kindness, how can this little woman remain ungrateful?"
"The kindness of saving a life weighs heavier than a mountain. I beg Senior to give this little woman a chance to repay you. I ask for nothing else, only to remain by Senior's side as a servant, doing my small part."
Hearing this, the smile on the Heterochromatic Eyed Cultivator's face grew even broader. He felt as though he were floating amid clouds and mist, lightheaded with delight.
Yet he was not carried away by her praise. Or rather, he simply enjoyed the feeling of saving someone and being thanked and respected.
He did not care much about her proposal.
He immediately waved his hand and shook his head. "Miss, you flatter me. It was merely a trivial matter; there is no need for this!"
Still kneeling, the woman continued to plead, "That Evil Cultivator has drained away most of this little woman's cultivation and vitality. I do not have much life left."
"For the rest of my life, I have only this one wish. I hope Senior can fulfill it and let this little woman repay your kindness. If Senior refuses, this little woman will kneel here forever."
"Or does Senior think this little woman is filthy, and fear that I