Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

Xiaoqing, her pretty face tense, was very dissatisfied with Wang Xuan's actions, feeling that he seemed to be lusting after her. She asked coldly, "How come I didn't know you could tell fortunes?"

Wang Xuan smiled helplessly and said, "A wise man keeps his talents hidden until the right time to act. Now is the perfect time, understand?"

This sister-in-law always likes to sabotage things.

They still need more training.

"I don't believe it!"

Mingzhu brushed her slender fingers across her forehead, her exquisite eyes quietly observing the man before her.

With a handsome face, striking eyebrows and bright eyes, a composed demeanor, and an aura of righteousness, he exudes confidence.

But upon hearing Xiaoqing's words, she couldn't help but hesitate.

Wang Xuan smiled and looked at her, asking, "Miss, isn't there anything you'd like to know?"

Xiaoqing shouted indignantly, "Hey, don't believe him!"

Wang Xuan watched calmly, awaiting her decision.

Mingzhu parted her lips slightly and whispered, "I want to know..."

"Wait a minute," Wang Xuan interrupted, "Let's go back to the shore and talk."

Having said that, he took Xiaoqing's hand, moved swiftly, and flew back to the shore.

Xiaoqing frowned and asked, "What exactly do you want? You don't mean you've fallen for her, do you?"

"Am I as superficial as you think?"

"If you say something inappropriate and make someone angry, I won't care about you."

"You'd better hope I'm alright."

At this moment, Mingzhu also arrived, stepping through the air. Her small, delicate blue embroidered shoes landed steadily in front of Wang Xuan.

The bright moonlight shone down, falling on her long dress and outlining her graceful and beautiful figure.

A delicate fragrance quietly spread, gently entering the nostrils.

Wang Xuan composed himself and said, "Miss, please extend your left hand."

"Hmph!" Xiaoqing snorted loudly from the side.

Mingzhu hesitated for a moment, but finally slowly extended her hand.

Wang Xuan gently held her smooth and delicate hand, examining the lines on her palm in the bright moonlight.

After a moment, Wang Xuan raised his eyes and spoke: "Miss Mingzhu, your true form is a thousand-year-old clam spirit. You wish to find the reincarnation of the person who saved you, intending to repay him with your body. Am I right?"

These words struck Mingzhu like a thunderbolt, causing her to freeze for a moment.

Throughout her cultivation, apart from a very limited number of people, almost no one knows her name.

But the other party was able to see right through it.

Even his innermost thoughts were completely predicted.

Mingzhu nodded repeatedly, consciously using a respectful form of address: "Then can you figure out where he is?"

Xiaoqing tilted her head, looking incredulous.

No, are you serious?

Wang Xuan adopted an air of superiority and gently shook his head: "I know, but that's not important."

"Why?" Mingzhu frowned slightly, biting her lower lip, her face showing confusion. "He saved my life, how can he not be important?"

Wang Xuan had reason to suspect that the female demons in this world shared the same underlying logic.

When it comes to repaying a debt of gratitude, the first thing that comes to mind is offering oneself in marriage.

He continued, "What if this person is lazy, selfish, cold-hearted, ungrateful, vain, and unable to distinguish right from wrong? Would you still insist on repaying the favor?"

Mingzhu frowned slightly, her expression wistful: "No matter what, he did save my life after all."

Wang Xuan sighed softly, "Why didn't I save a few female demons in my past life?"

Xiaoqing quickly asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Of course, we should righteously and firmly refuse them." Wang Xuan then looked at Mingzhu. "So, you really insist on returning this life to him?"

Why do you say that?

As a clam spirit, Mingzhu has a long lifespan, and she can endure even twenty or thirty years of unhappy marriage.

"The reincarnation of the benefactor you thought you had is named Zhang Tianyuan. He is idle and lazy, and you sacrificed your cultivation to feed river mussels and help them produce pearls in order to supplement the family income. However, your efforts were not recognized by him or his family. In the end, he even killed you for another woman, took your inner core, and put you to death."

"What...this..."

Mingzhu raised her hand to her forehead, somewhat incredulous.

Upon hearing such a tragic ending, she nearly lost her balance if Wang Xuan hadn't been holding her hand.

Even so, will you still go to repay the debt of gratitude?

Mingzhu took a deep breath and nodded firmly.

"Through your hands, I not only saw the future, but I also saw the past. You..."

As soon as Wang Xuan finished speaking, his face turned pale instantly, and he fell forward, collapsing into Mingzhu's arms, breathing in the refreshing fragrance emanating from her embrace.

Mingzhu instinctively reached out and hugged him, feeling his breath tickling and tingling against her chest, and was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

She had no choice but to kneel down and carefully support Wang Xuan, who was leaning against her, letting him rest against her, and softly asked, "Sir, are you alright?"

Seeing this, Xiaoqing quickly squatted down, but her words were still sharp: "See? You insisted on calculating, so you deserve it, don't you?"

Wang Xuan slowly straightened up from Mingzhu's shoulder, holding her forehead, looking weak.

This was, of course, something he did on purpose; he always had to pay a heavy price to make her feel guilty.

"It's nothing, I'll just rest for a bit."

Mingzhu took out many smooth and translucent pearls from her bosom and presented them to him with both hands: "Sir, this is all I have. Please accept them all."

Wang Xuan gently shook his head and pushed the pearls back.

These pearls were valuable, but he didn't even look at them.

Or, to put it another way, the real intention was not in the wine.

"Have you ever considered that the person who truly saved you wasn't actually Zhang Tianyuan?"

Mingzhu was taken aback upon hearing this, frowned and thought carefully, then slowly shook her head: "I remember very clearly, it was he who pushed me into the lake."

"What do you remember about things before that?"

"At that time, I was about to undergo the tribulation of the Earth Immortal, but the last heavenly lightning was too strong. I was struck and revealed my true form, and was on the verge of death. Later, I remember that he pushed me into the river."

"It seems you were stunned by the lightning strike. Actually, someone else saved you back then."

"Someone else?"

Wang Xuan stopped being mysterious and said directly, "It's your friend, Fire Spirit Orb."

"Fire Spirit Orb?"

Mingzhu repeated in disbelief.

"That day he descended to the mortal realm to find you and saw that you were seriously injured and on the verge of death. So he offered up his inner core in an attempt to help you recover. But you swallowed his inner core in one gulp, and he was thus annihilated."

"No! How could this be?"

Mingzhu's pupils contracted sharply, and her lips trembled slightly; she was unwilling to accept this truth.

For the past twenty-odd years, she had indeed never seen Huo Lingzhu again. She had assumed that Huo Lingzhu had grown tired of her as a friend, but now the person in front of her was telling her that she was the one who had killed him.

Wang Xuan continued calmly, "It was precisely because you absorbed his inner core that your consciousness returned, allowing you to witness Zhang Tianyuan sending you into the water in your past life. In fact, whether you went into the water or not, your life would have been saved. Didn't you ever notice that your own inner core was somewhat different?"