There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

Chapter 63 This is not an ordinary red bean
It was obviously Lingxi's first time serving someone, so she was a little clumsy.

It took me nearly half an hour to wash and dress.

However, this alone could no longer satisfy her insatiable desire.

While arranging the bedding, she knelt on her knees beside the bed, buried her cheek deeply in the silk quilt, and greedily breathed in the unique scent of Li Lingge.

Li Lingge: …

The condition is getting worse and worse and there is no cure.

He really didn't know what would happen to the crazy sword spirit if he succeeded in ascending to heaven one day?
cut! cut! cut!
Little sword spirit, don't disturb my spiritual heart.

Li Lingge suppressed his unnecessary thoughts and spoke.

"You performed well during this trip to Yanzhou. I will reward you with a treasure."

Hearing this, Lingxi's eyes lit up.

She turned to look at Li Lingge and licked her red lips, as if she was looking forward to eating something.

Noticing her gaze, Li Lingge's forehead suddenly showed black lines.

"What's going on in your head?"

"Ah?" Lingxi's throat rolled after she came back to her senses, "Aren't you eating that?"

Lingxi: (`)
Li Lingge: (((;;)))
He opened his palm and handed over the red bean in his palm.

"This is your reward."

"This is... Red Bean?"

Lingxi's face was full of disappointment. Although she had never seen such big red beans, this was far from the expected reward.

How could Li Lingge not know the little thoughts of the crazy sword spirit.

"This is not just any red bean."

"What kind of red bean is this?"

“This is the red bean in Wang Wei’s poem.”

"Wang Wei?" Lingxi was a little confused. She had never heard of this name. "Is he better at writing poetry than the master?"

"Red beans are born in the southern country, and spring comes to send a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

As he spoke, Li Lingge slowly stuffed the red beans in his hand into Lingxi's mouth.

Feeling the red beans in her mouth, Lingxi's body suddenly tensed up, and she stared at Li Lingge in disbelief with her eyes wide open.

Li Lingge raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an evil smile.

The exquisite dice appeared in his hand, and the switch for number one was pressed.

hum-

Lingxi's brain buzzed, as if she had lost the ability to think in an instant.

There was an inexplicable vibration in her body, and the fox tail behind her stood up with a swish.

Li Lingge leaned over and asked.

“Are red beans delicious?”

Lingxi clutched the silk quilt tightly with her jade hands, and an almost suppressed voice escaped from her throat.

The red beans in her mouth seemed to be pressing against her heart, stimulating her greatly.

"Red beans... they're so delicious!"

[Surpassing the character setting, rewarding Ultra Instinct! 】

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Li Lingge: (ΩДΩ)
No!
Soon, a new memory appeared in his mind.

Just as he thought, Ultra Instinct was more like a passive skill.

When ordinary people fight, their consciousness controls their bodies' movements.

But after entering the realm of ultimate freedom, consciousness and body are separated, and the body automatically avoids attacks.

The system is now unable to act out the plot. With this passive skill, how will his story proceed?
The saint's remains are about to appear in the world. According to the plot in the book, he will be defeated by Chu Feng again.

Now that he has the Taichu Dao Body and the blessing of the Ultimate Freedom Power, can Chu Feng hit him with his head?

Looking at Lingxi who was kneeling on the ground and twitching constantly, Li Lingge sighed.

I can only rely on the crazy sword spirit. I hope Chu Feng can have Lingxi's blessing so that the following plot can be completed smoothly.

……

Academy.

Medicine refining courtyard.

Jingting's eyes were fixed on the alchemy furnace. Now was the critical moment in making the elixir. Any mistake would result in all the previous efforts being wasted.

However, just as he was concentrating, there was a knock on the door.

"Don't disturb me while I'm refining the elixir!"

He muttered without even turning his head when he heard the knock on the door.

"I hate people like this the most. There's a sign clearly saying "Do not disturb when making alchemy", but can't they read?" As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

Yun Yourong walked into the alchemy room, bringing with him a chill.

"Tsk!" Jing Ting turned his head impatiently and swallowed back the words of reprimand that were about to come out of his mouth, "Dean."

He stood up immediately, not caring about the alchemy furnace beside him.

"Why are you here?"

Yun Yourong handed over the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus in his hand, along with a pill recipe.

"Help me make a potion."

Even though the box was not opened, Jingting could feel a strong spiritual energy.

Coupled with the chill, he already had some guesses in his mind.

really!

After opening the box, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

"Nine-leaf snow lotus!"

He had only seen this first-grade elixir once, from his teacher.

After opening the prescription, Jingting couldn't help but gasp.

"Nirvana Spiritual Liquid!"

He had only seen relevant records about this thing in an ancient book.

According to legend, just one drop of this spiritual liquid can bring a person to nirvana and rebirth.

The main ingredient for refining this spiritual liquid is the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus. In addition, another ingredient is also needed, which is the thirty-year lifespan of the saint.

To put it bluntly, the so-called nirvana and rebirth is nothing more than the exchange of lifespan, and it is the lifespan of the holy realm.

Apart from anything else, these two things alone are enough to discourage alchemists.

Even if one could obtain the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus, where could one find the thirty years of lifespan in the Holy Realm?

It’s not that there are no holy realms in the world, but the lifespan of holy realms will eventually come to an end.

No one knows whether the Nirvana Spirit Liquid is real or fake. Which saint would spend thirty years of his life to refine a liquid with an unknown success rate?

Yun Yourong found a seat and sat down.

"You will be given one month to refine this medicine."

cough cough-

When Jingting heard that the deadline was one month, he immediately had a dry cough.

"Dean, I have never refined this medicine before. If I fail..."

Yun Yourong raised his head slightly and spoke in a calm tone.

"Then die."

Jingting: ...

Although he was a student of the academy, no one would question this statement coming from Yun Yourong's mouth.

His throat rolled and his brain was working rapidly.

"Teacher's attainments in alchemy are far superior to mine. If I ask him to refine this medicine, the success rate may be higher."

I would rather die than let my friend die. At the critical moment, Jingting sold out his minister Xiufeng without any hesitation.

"Teacher, please don't blame me."

"You are in the Saint Realm, and the abbot can't do anything to you, but I still have a long way to go."

Yun Yourong has a cold voice.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

"Disciple doesn't dare." Jing Ting's eyes rolled. "Other medicinal materials in this recipe are easy to deal with, but I can't get the thirty years of Saint Realm lifespan."

Yun Yourong raised her jade finger and gently tapped her forehead.

A dazzling light flew out from her forehead and continuously poured into the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus.

At the same time, her face began to turn pale and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

A quarter of an hour later.

Yun Yourong's figure swayed, and his face turned as pale as paper.

At this moment, the nine-leaf snow lotus in Jingting's hand was shining brightly and exuding a strong vitality.

thump!
Jingting's knees immediately went weak and he fell to his knees.

Shocking news, the abbot is actually also in the holy realm!

Yun Yourong forced herself to stand up, and her voice became very weak.

"I have put all of my thirty years of life into this. You only have one chance. If you fail—"

Jingting raised his head and looked directly into Yun Yourong's eyes.

"The disciple deserves death."

(End of this chapter)