Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

"The situation is urgent, saving lives is the priority."

The words that were about to come out suddenly stopped.

"We're all men, it's nothing, it's nothing."

It was Master's voice.

The tone and the way the words were pronounced were exactly the same.

...Isn't this just a figment of my imagination?

Um...

Xiao Wuli's mind went blank for a moment, and he was completely stunned.

His eyes were open, but they were obscured by the mist in front of them. He slightly rose, wanting to get closer to the source of that familiar fragrance, but stopped halfway.

In an instant, my tense nerves and muscles completely relaxed, and the weight that had been hanging over my heart was lifted.

The imagined master would only tempt him, while the real master would reject him.

He is not unclean.

But what's going on now, Master...?

Xiao Wuli's brow twitched, his forcibly gathered rationality almost collapsed, and his soul began to tremble. The voice he was trying to suppress could no longer be contained.

Then his mouth was gagged.

Xiao Wuli opened his eyes in a daze, and just as he met those peach blossom eyes that were shimmering with water, everything went black before his eyes, and his eyes were covered.

But these actions did not make him unhappy; on the contrary, they made him feel more at ease.

He truly is a master.

Xiao Wuli's lips curled slightly, and an indescribable emotion filled his chest.

He is indeed a master.

He murmured and repeated it.

Because of the repeated and forceful suppression of the aphrodisiac, the effect was 100,000 times more terrifying than the initial intensity. Later, he had no idea what he was doing. When he regained a little consciousness, the spiritual power that his master had placed on him dissipated.

Xiao Wuli took a light breath, her hazy eyes peering through the faint light coming through the black veil. She leaned forward, resting her head on the arm of the person beside her, and gently rubbing her cheek against that arm.

Master.

After a long while, no one moved beside him. Xiao Wuli paused, then carefully nudged him again.

He breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief after receiving a response.

Master was not angry.

A current of electricity shot up my spine, instantly numbing my entire body.

Xiao Wuli quickly held his breath, his fingertips trembling. The black veil in front of him suddenly slipped down, and he raised his eyes in a daze, looking at the person in front of him. He felt as if he were immersed in deep water, suffocating and powerless.

Before he could even see the person in front of him clearly, his eyes were covered again. Xiao Wuli opened his eyes in confusion, stunned and not knowing what was happening.

He didn't know how much time had passed until the moment he could no longer bear it, when his last shred of reason collapsed.

-

I kept turning my wrists, and I was sweating profusely from the effort.

This guy is definitely sick!

The little dumpling appeared and said, "This is a novel world; all the main characters are like this."

I accepted the reason within three seconds.

Also.

Xiao Wuli has the ability to do it ten times in one night.

Thinking of this, Chi Buwan shuddered.

No one knows who this "lucky one" is.

"Is Xiao Wuli alright now?" Chi Buwan asked.

337: [It's nothing serious, he can control the remaining little bit himself.]

Chi Buwan breathed a sigh of relief, and while stretching his wrists, he thought: I still need to collect all the fragments of the Chaos Sword Manual as soon as possible so that Xiao Wuli can learn it.

He guessed that he couldn't escape the law of mutual help and support, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

...It's not really mutual help; right now, he's just helping Xiao Wuli.

However, this is also a signal.

Not Too Late: [Where are the remaining three fragments of the "Chaos Sword Manual"?]

337 searched around and said: [One scroll is in the center of the Savage Ruins, one is in the center of the Forest Secret Realm, and the other is in the Demon Realm.]

Is it too late?.........

Could these places get any more outrageous?

Inside the center of the Savage Ruins is a god-level monster. The author also vividly describes how dangerous the center of the Forest Secret Realm is in the original text. Here, Xiao Wuli almost encountered a demon lord who kills people like a game.

Then came a life-or-death escape, and Xiao Wuli only narrowly escaped the disaster by falling into an abyss and hiding for two years.

Needless to say, the demon realm is another story.

Since ancient times, cultivators and demons have been irreconcilable enemies. Anyone who trespasses into each other's territory will be killed without exception. Moreover, once Xiao Wuli enters the Demon Realm, even with the jade pendant suppressing his aura, he cannot escape the eyes of Demon Lord Canglongyuan.

What's the difference between this and going up there to your death?

[By the way, host, you currently have 0 points. You need five more points to exchange for the Condensation Pill.]

Is it too late?

Yes.

He had painstakingly accumulated four points—he was only one point away from exchanging them for a He Ning Dan (a type of pill), but he used them all up during the day.

Chi Buwan looked down at his hands, and it seemed as if he could still feel the burning heat in his palms.

Is it too late?

Is there anyone in the world more miserable than him who transmigrated into a book?

After half a year of busy work, I have zero points. Leaving the Lingxiao Sect is just a matter of running for my life. My debts are piling up, and now my hands are dirty...

What did he get?

They gained the "golden finger" to understand what was being said.

He remained silent for a long while, the cool night breeze blowing against him, making his slender back look somewhat desolate.

337 also felt sorry for him.

This host was the first person it had ever seen who had worked hard for half a year but ended up with nothing, and had even lost a third of his backside.

The little dumpling sighed, then revealed with concern, "Host, don't worry, the fragments in the center of the Savage Ruins are easy to obtain."

Not Too Late: [Hmm?]

337: [The monster at the center of the Savage Ruins is indeed a god, but it knows the old man in Xiao Wuli's ring.]

In the original book, when Xiao Wuli was attacked by the Soul-Devouring Blood Spider, the monster in the center of the ruins roared because it sensed the aura of an old man on Xiao Wuli.

The same reason was for that roar during the day.

[...Therefore, the host need not be anxious; the task is still quite simple.]

Chi Bu Wan isn't stupid: [Why are there 800 points for such a simple task?]

The little dumpling scratched its head, shrinking into a tiny blob under its host's increasingly sharp gaze, and whispered: "[It should probably mean... that Xiao Wuli breaks through from the Golden Core stage to the late Nascent Soul stage within two months.]"

Is it too late?:........

The higher one's cultivation level, the harder it is to advance. Most people in the cultivation world spend their entire lives stuck at the Golden Core stage, and all their efforts to pursue higher levels of strength end in failure.

He admitted that Xiao Wuli's cultivation speed was very fast, but asking him to go from the Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage in two months was equivalent to asking a junior high school student to spend two months learning high school mathematics and calculus and passing the exam.

Is this even human language?

Chi Buwan glanced at Xiao Wuli, who had been unconscious for a while, raised her hand to rub his head, and let out a long, silent sigh.

There are such pitiful master and disciple in the world.

"Master..."