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

The first thing Chi Buwan did after regaining his magic power was to walk up to Xiao Wuli, raise his hand to heal the wound on the back of his head, and then reach out to grasp his wrist to check his internal condition.

Stable spiritual energy, strong meridians, and robust muscles...

I finally breathed a sigh of relief; the thing I'd been thinking about had finally come to a conclusion.

It's not broken.

It's good that it wasn't broken; there's no need to compensate his wife.

Books on dual cultivation are easy to find. I can just ask Liu Yuye for a few copies. The Hehuan Sect must have such books.

But for Xiao Wuli, finding a wife was truly difficult.

The book mentions many female characters, but none of them have any romantic feelings for Xiao Wuli. Even the female demon who verbally flirts with him only serves as a tool to deliver the divine whip to him.

In the original book, only Chi Buwan became the first and only person in his harem.

However, it's also possible that because they didn't finish reading, no one knew what happened next.

...but something feels a bit strange.

"Master, how is your hand?"

She came to her senses late at night, lowered her head upon hearing this, opened her palms upward, and loosened the bandages wrapped around her fingers, revealing her slender, white fingers.

After the high-grade elixir was applied, the wound healed in no time.

The reason it wasn't opened later was because there wasn't time. From the moment we fell into the secret room, it was all about running away, and only now do we finally have a moment to catch our breath.

rely on it!

Why is it so hard for him to transmigrate into the book?

When will we finally be able to live a life of just eating, drinking, defecating, and sleeping every day?

Chi Buwan looked up and met those clean, almond-shaped eyes: "Don't worry, it's all better now."

Before he could look over, Xiao Wuli had already withdrawn his gaze from his slender, delicate neck. When he met his beautiful, watery peach blossom eyes, his breath caught in his throat for a moment.

No matter how long you look at Master, he is so beautiful that it makes you forget to breathe.

Xiao Wuli's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes before replying, "That's good, then I can rest assured."

He was also very gentle, so gentle that even if he had revealed some improper thoughts about him, he would still forgive him, coax him, and not let anyone bully him.

His gaze fell on the well-defined fingers hovering in mid-air, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Master's legs were like these fingers, white, tender, and straight, with pink knuckles, as if a light press could leave a red mark.

If only I could see it one more time.

Just then, the fat cat suddenly rubbed against him, and Xiao Wuli frowned.

"Sizzle—"

A gentle breeze blew by, and Xiao Wuli's slightly furrowed brows froze. He stared blankly at the fair legs in front of him, forgetting to come back to his senses.

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

Not long after, he kicked the gas cylinder away.

"Meow--!!!"

The shrill meows did not arouse any remorse in Chi Buwan. He pressed down the fluttering skirt with both hands, quickly pinched the tear, and his ears turned red with anger.

Dead cat!

rub rub!

Don't you know how fat and heavy you are?

It didn't even retract its claws, and tore his pants to shreds!

337:.........

[Host, you are...]

"Thank goodness there's no one else here! Otherwise, I would definitely make that damn cat do 300 sit-ups!" Chi Buwan said fiercely, then realized the system had spoken. He calmed himself down and asked, "What?"

337:........

【fine.】

As long as the host is happy, that's fine. Anyway, he's already half-lost his job, and saying one more word now won't salvage anything.

She quickly changed out of the dress, which had a torn collar and a ripped hem.

When she looked up at Xiao Wuli, she saw that he had his eyes downcast and was looking away.

Chi Buwan gave him a thumbs up in her heart.

gentleman.

Even if he were a man, he wouldn't look; it's utterly wicked.

"The spiritual energy here is denser than outside. The Wilderness Ruins will be closed for another two months. Just do your best." Chi Buwan truly felt sorry for Xiao Wuli.

If he was constantly running away after arriving in this world, then Xiao Wuli was constantly cultivating.

Each stage was a push to break through, with no time to relax.

Xiao Wuli slowly looked back, glancing first at the person's legs before raising his eyes to see that they were covered.

"I can do it."

Chi Buwan said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you don't finish, the gate to the Wilderness Ruins will reopen in three years. It's not too late to go out then."

Xiao Wuli paused, and the fingers hanging by his legs unconsciously curled up.

...If he can't do that, can he live alone with his master like this for the next three years?

Xiao Wuli pursed his lips and said softly, "This disciple understands."

Chi Buwan nodded, then turned to look at the gas cylinder she had kicked aside, not intending to let it go: "You're not allowed to slack off for the next two months either, lose weight and get your waistline back."

Xuanqi: !!!

The old man lied to it!

.

Although the mythical beast was fat, its strength was truly remarkable. With just a gentle wave of its claws, it built a solid resting place under the towering ancient tree.

"Clang! Clang!"

Xiao Wuli, who had made the bed, was busy on the roof. After a while, he lay in the rocking chair and rocked back and forth. Fat Cat lay sprawled on his back next to him, doing sit-ups with difficulty.

"...5..."

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

Xiao Wuli had almost finished repairing the house when the gas cylinder had only done five sit-ups.

"You're not allowed to sleep until you finish 50 today."

The gas cylinder ignored him, then said after a while, "Did you hear me? Gas cylinder?"

Xuanqi bristled, his strength finally giving way to the urge to lift his neck, and collapsed to the ground, angrily shouting, "I have a name! I'm called Xuanqi, not some gas cylinder!"

Not Too Late: "60."

The Xuanqi flames vanished instantly. "Gas cylinders it is, 50! That's the most I can give!"

He nodded slowly and continued to rock the rocking chair.

That's right~

This is the kind of life he lives.

337:........

It glanced at the divine beast beside its host, who was struggling to do sit-ups but could actually shatter half the sky with a single slap, then looked up at Xiao Wuli, who was repairing bricks and tiles on the roof but was actually the future master of the world, and finally its gaze fell on the host, who was comfortably nestled in a rocking chair with his eyes closed.

It remained silent for a while, then began to doubt the mission levels of this world once again.

Is this an SSS-level mission?

Neither Xiao Wuli nor the divine beast are easy to deal with; they are both ruthless and vicious. So how come they both turned into docile kittens the moment the host made a move?

337:.........

Who is the protagonist of this world?

The more it looked at it, the more it felt that the host was the center of this world.