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

As Chi Buwan was sighing, he suddenly heard Xiao Wuli's hoarse voice in his ear.

His fingers stiffened, and he looked up, meeting a pair of dark eyes that were still misty but clearly more awake.

He casually withdrew his hand, then asked knowingly, "Awake?"

Xiao Wuli paused for a long time before nodding slightly.

Not too late: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Xiao Wuli shook his head, but lowered his head and looked down at his crotch.

Chi Buwan coughed lightly, drawing his attention, and said in a serious tone, "The aphrodisiac poison has not yet dissipated, so don't think about anything else. Focus on expelling the remaining aphrodisiac poison."

Xiao Wuli: "Yes."

After saying that, he sat down and began to practice his internal energy.

Chi Buwan looked at him calmly on the surface, but inside she was panicking.

Wasn't it said that Xiao Wuli, under the influence of aphrodisiac, completely lost his mind? Why is he looking at Ji as soon as he regains consciousness?

When I help him, will he still have any sense?

Is it too late?

[337! Is there any way to erase someone's memory?]

[Yes!] 337 replied enthusiastically: [It's available in the system shop, you only need one point.]

After calming down, he coldly uttered an "Oh," and said, "[Can't afford it.]"

The little dumpling scratched its head.

"But don't worry, host, Xiao Wuli definitely won't remember what just happened," 337 said decisively.

"Really?" Chi Buwan asked to confirm.

337 nodded with absolute certainty: 【Really!】

If Xiao Wuli could remain rational in that situation, he wouldn't be human.

Chi Buwan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She looked at Xiao Wuli, whose forehead was covered in a few beads of sweat, and slightly raised her fingertips. A stream of spiritual energy flowed out and entered Xiao Wuli's brow, helping him to circulate and expel the poison. She also checked Xiao Wuli's condition and was relieved to see that it had become more stable.

Chi Buwan glanced outside the cave; the sky was a deep, dark blue, and it seemed as if it would soon brighten.

Is it too late?

[How many hours have I been helping Xiao Wuli?]

337: [Six hours, I guess.]

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

He looked down at his hands, which were slightly chafed and raw, and his silence was deafening.

No wonder...

But he remembered that Xiao Wuli had only been there four times.

It's not too late.

Once every hour and a half? The novel *Rebellion Against the Heavens* says he does it ten times a night...

Three hours twice, ten times would be 15 hours, which is from 6 pm to 8 am the next day.

A chill ran down my spine.

Goodness, fifteen hours! That's enough to kill someone in bed!

He looked up at Xiao Wuli and gave him a big thumbs up.

It really makes men proud, raising their average session duration.

It was still early, so Chi Buwan, who had relaxed, found a clean place to sit down and yawned.

Keep an eye on Xiao Wuli for me. Wake me up if anything happens.

337 noticed the injury on his hand and asked, "Don't you need to treat the injury on your hand?"

I didn't think much of it, found a comfortable sleeping position, and said, "It's just a minor injury, it'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

337:.........

It felt it couldn't ask any more questions; if it did, the host would utter the line, "A scar is a man's medal."

After 337 and others fell asleep late at night, they crawled out of the space and sat down beside him, tapping and tinkering.

Many plot points in this world differ from those in "Rebellion Against the Heavens." Only the general plot points, such as the Sect Tournament and the Wilderness Ruins, are the same. Therefore, we may encounter more plot points not found in the original book in the future.

The little dumpling is making model predictions to prepare for unexpected future events.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from beside her. 337 looked up and saw Xiao Wuli getting up and walking slowly towards her.

Its eyes widened as it stared into those deep, focused, and tender black eyes, and a terrible thought flashed through its mind.

Xiao Wuli was rational during that period!

Even hosts in the late stage of the Dao Integration Realm are tormented by lust to the point of unconsciousness and loss of reason. How could Xiao Wuli, a Golden Core cultivator, maintain his rationality when the lustful energy was even purer?

Why is the male protagonist of this world so terrifying?

The little dumpling's eyes widened as it watched the tall figure approaching. For a moment, it understood why the difficulty of this world was rated as SSS level.

Should we wake the host?

337 thought for half a second before diving into the space.

The host said to call Xiao Wuli if he had any trouble, but didn't say that he should wake Xiao Wuli if he had any trouble.

According to the host's instructions, he should not be woken up.

......

Xiao Wuli stopped in front of Chi Buwan, the old man's furious voice echoing in his mind.

"Why are you asking me to confirm this? Did you think I'd dare go outside to look back then? You brat, if I had looked, you'd have thrown me out; if I hadn't, you wouldn't have had any memory stones and would be all angry."

【I have never seen such an unreasonable person before!】

Xiao Wuli pursed his lips and didn't retort.

He crouched down and looked at his master, who was leaning against the wall and sleeping soundly with his head turned to the side. His deep black eyes shone with a soft light.

Only a faint carbon light remained in the cave. In the dim light, the master's cold and aloof features softened, and the long, slender lines of his fair neck gave him an air of languid indifference, even as he slept against the wall.

Xiao Wuli softened his breathing, his gaze slowly shifting downwards until it settled on those slender, white, and rosy hands.

His dark pupils suddenly trembled, staring blankly at the abraded wound. He subconsciously reached out to touch it, but froze in mid-air.

However, I think Master probably doesn't want you to know what happened last night, so I suggest you pretend you don't know.

The old man's words echoed in his ears, and Xiao Wuli's brows furrowed slightly.

[Your master is easily embarrassed. If he knew you remembered what happened last night, he would probably distance himself from you.]

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wuli's slender fingers, which had been suspended in mid-air, curled up, his knuckles turning white, and the veins on the back of his hand bulging faintly.

If he really brings it up, will his master distance himself from him?

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes obscuring the emotions in them. The light in his eyes trembled slightly, and he felt a sense of panic about the unknown future.

If his master truly distanced himself from him, then he would...

Just...

Xiao Wuli pursed his thin lips slightly and lowered his head even further.

he does not know.

If his master were to leave him, he wouldn't know what to do, or even what the point of his diligent cultivation was.

There are many people around Master, and even newly acquainted people can become friends with Master. He never expects anything, he only hopes to stay by Master's side. As long as he sees Master happy, he is happy.

He never intended to tell his master about the love and affection he felt for him; he kept it to himself, only glancing at him from afar or from behind.

The seed of love for his master that he secretly planted in his heart didn't need to be known by anyone. He would wait for it to grow into a towering tree, accompanying him through eternity.

He had never thought about what it would be like if his master distanced himself from him, but just thinking about it made him feel as if all the air in his lungs had been sucked out, and he couldn't breathe properly.