Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

When I meet my godfather, perhaps many questions will be answered.

As evening fell, Ju Zi saw him practicing in the courtyard and, out of curiosity, tried out a move or two with him.

However, he still couldn't absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth into his body.

These energies seemed to be extremely repulsed by her.

Or rather, her constitution rejects this true energy.

It looks more like a form of disdain.

That's right, her constitution is simply incompatible with this true energy.

It's probably because they're not pure enough.

"Orange, let me try inserting it."

In the courtyard, Fan Zui once again channeled his inner energy to strike Ju Zi.

Mid-stage of the Cloud Soaring Realm, unleashing a full-force attack.

Dragons playing in the sea!

The power of the half-step Chaos Spiritual Treasure was brought to its fullest potential.

However, the attack landed on the orange without causing the slightest ripple.

Regarding this bug, Fan Zui had to admire it once again.

If he had such a physique, I'd be able to walk sideways.

Completely immune to any attack!

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something.

"Juzi, let me try one more time."

This time, he didn't use any internal energy; he simply threw a punch at Ju Zi.

Chapter 111 [Witch: If I can't have your heart, I'll have your body]

This punch goes down.

Orange cried for a long time.

This completely baffled Fan Zui and kept him extremely busy.

He told jokes and tried to cheer her up.

Ultimately, storytelling is still the most effective method.

"The Butterfly Lovers" will always be a favorite of innocent young girls.

Among them, love best embodies their longing and yearning for love.

"and then?"

"Then, the two of them turned into butterflies, free and unrestrained, and roamed freely in nature from then on."

"Those two must be demonic beasts, right? What's their cultivation level? Will they be killed by powerful cultivators who will take their demon cores?"

Fan Zui, his face dark, gave her little head a "snap".

Well, it's finally quiet.

What a problem child.

If you're going to listen to a story, just listen to the story. Why ask so many questions?

Why didn't you ask me if using venomous snakes would kill the snakes with its venom?

Ju Zi pouted and went to get him some food; she still needed to warm his bed later.

With oranges warming the bed, I slept exceptionally well.

This is probably related to her special physical condition.

Other extraordinary talents and disciples of the world are all about how closely they can absorb true qi and true essence.

She, on the other hand, rejected everything.

It seemed as if they were extremely disgusted.

It wasn't that the true energy rejected her, but rather that her constitution rejected the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

This is the first time I've ever seen something like this.

However, after that punch, I did cry for a long time.

Well, this also proves some things: it is possible to hit her without using true energy attacks.

In other words, only those who are physically strong can harm the orange.

Like him.

It seems that oranges are immune to all true qi attacks.

With such a special physique, if used well, he will have an extra trump card.

So what if he's a terrestrial deity? He still deals zero damage.

Of course, if it's a physical attack, he'll have to take it himself.

Moreover, the oranges need to be protected.

At this moment, he seemed to understand why the old lady had adopted Ju Zi when he was a child and had always kept him by her side.

In the end, he made her his personal maid, following him wherever he went.

He ate with Ju Zi at night and then fell asleep peacefully.

However, tonight is different because Orange stayed in the room and did not leave.

In the dim light of the night, Fan Zui could tell that she was pretending to be asleep.

He appeared to have his eyes closed, but was actually filled with anxiety.

Her sleeping posture was graceful, yet her slender fingers gripped the sheets tightly, barely daring to breathe.

Her features were like ripples on water, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, intriguing.

Leaning against the pillow, I lay on my side, and my beloved's sweet dream drifted in through the curtains.

At this moment, she was innocent yet quite charming, her sleeping posture gentle and beautiful.

He didn't point it out, but as usual, he lay down flat, closed his eyes slightly, and quickly fell asleep.

Hearing the breathing gradually become even, Ju Zi breathed a sigh of relief.

Yet there was also a slight sense of loss.

Is it possible that the young master is not capable?

Or is it that she lacks charm?

It seems we need to find an opportunity to give the young master a proper look.

The old lady told her to take good care of the young master, so there can't be any problems.

That aspect is also unacceptable.

In that case, next time the young master takes a bath, she should be bold enough to accompany him.

You can also take the opportunity to look around, observe, and see.

In case any problems arise, treatment can be initiated in advance.

This matter concerns the happiness of the young master, her, and countless future young mistresses; it is something that cannot be taken lightly.

But the thought of having to bathe with her makes me so shy...

I'm finding it increasingly difficult to sleep.

That night, Orange couldn't sleep.

It wasn't until late at night, just before dawn, that I managed to doze off for a while.

As for Fan Zui, he slept soundly as always.

After a spin, the background changed, and he found himself in a completely different world.

"Let's go into the bridal chamber!"

It turned out to be another wedding ceremony scene.

He was the groom.

Ancient wedding ceremonies were elaborate yet lively.

He wore a red crown, exuded a dignified air, was solidly built, and remained chaste.

The bride was graceful and beautiful, her wedding dress adorned with marigolds, her face lovely and her appearance dignified.

They bowed to each other and instantly ascended to heaven, a double blessing.

The surrounding environment has a unique charm.