Chapter 468 The Cultivation Master’s Blackened Disciple (45)
Ning Yishu reached out to caress her face. After a long silence, he murmured: “If I am strong enough, can I not be your disciple, but your man?”
His fingers slowly reached her lips.
Ning Yishu’s expression in his eyes deepened. His fingers gently slipped past her lips and teeth. The wet sensation made his body somewhat feverish.
He endured the feeling.
He pulled back his hand and began to sit in meditation to gather qi.
Core Formation wasn’t enough, Nascent Soul wasn’t enough, even Immortal Ascension stage still wasn’t powerful enough.
He wanted her to live unbridled and unrestrained. Her temperament was naturally vicious, and she would offend many people in the future.
If he wasn’t strong enough, how could he protect her?
Ning Yishu had a persistent thought in his heart.
He wanted to be strong enough that no one under the heavens could shake his position.
Then, when she overturned the sky, nobody could tear down her face.
This was the first time that he desperately worked harder to cultivate, not for himself, but for someone else.
【Ding. The male lead’s favorability has increased to 60.】
The system was speechless: This rise in favorability was really miraculous.
When Bai Weiwei woke up, she saw a gleaming red health bar above her head.
The health bar had dropped to about half.
Bai Weiwei couldn’t help but look around. Had she transmigrated again?
This time, it was a game plane?
Then she realized, wasn’t this her room in Grand Heavens Mountain?
The system came out to remind her, “The health bar is free of charge. It’s a visualization of the extent of deviation from your character settings in the male lead’s heart.”
Bai Weiwei was astonished. “I’m actually halfway from completely OOCing?”
System: “Yes, ah. He knows in his mind that you’re a poisonous and ruthless woman, but because his favorability is gradually rising, he subconsciously feels that your vicious appearance is very cute. No matter what, he’s very happy when he sees you.”
“What does this have to do with my collapse in character settings?” Bai Weiwei despaired.
If Ning Yishu didn’t feel happy when he saw her, how could she gain favorability?
But if she gained favorability, as soon as he felt happy, the system would count it as a collapse in character settings.
This side task was trying to kill her.
System: “Because in the original text, the male lead felt upset whenever he saw Bai Weiwei. So when the main system determines whether you’re out of character or not, one of the factors is that you upset him.”
Bai Weiwei felt weak and lay flat on her back. “Just let lightning strike me down. What kind of broken task is this, ah?”
System: “Lightning will not only strike you down, but also your dad, your little sister, your ancestor’s tombs, along with all the goldfish, flowers, cats, and dogs you raised…”
Bai Weiwei, as though life wasn’t worth thinking about, “Even if you and my scum sister are shocked to death, even if my family is killed…”
System: “…”
Why was its position in her heart the same as that of her scum sister, ah?
Ning Yishu’s voice suddenly came from outside the door.
“Shifu.”
Bai Weiwei shivered, throwing a quick glance at the health bar above her head. Good, she hadn’t completely OOC’d.
She sorted out her expression, bringing out an expression pack exclusive to vicious women.
Her eyebrows raised and her mouth curved down, revealing a mocking sneer.
“Enter.”
Ning Yishu walked in, holding a foot-washing basin in his hands.
Bai Weiwei watched him bend down and crouch at her feet, a respectful expression on his face.
“Shifu, I heard that the Moonflowers1 at the top of the mountain have a soothing effect, so I picked some for soaking your feet.”
Moonflowers were especially prone to wilting.
In the half a second it took for it to bloom, it needed to be plucked and placed in a special box for preservation.
In any case, it took a lot of skill.
Bai Weiwei put on an appearance of not knowing how to be grateful. “You haven’t taken off my shoes yet.”
1: 月光花: there’s a real flower that goes by this name, Ipomoea alba, a morning glory species that blooms at night. It’s native to tropical and subtropical regions in the New World, so I’m not sure if the author specifically meant these flowers, but we can make do with one of its many common names↩