Chapter 158

Chapter 158: There Will Be a Next Time?

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“What’s wrong, my disciple?”

Xinlian lazily stretched her waist, rubbing her sleepy eyes. With a light tap of her slender fingers, a white Daoist robe automatically wrapped around her body.

Lin Muyu, now released, hurriedly retreated two steps backward, putting distance between herself and Xinlian.

She fumbled to put on her clothes, making muffled sounds in her throat, her tongue extremely stiff.

“Master, I have something important to tell you…”

Lin Muyu tried to straighten out her uncooperative tongue, enunciating each word with great effort, every syllable requiring tremendous exertion.

“Why are you suddenly slurring your words?”

Xinlian casually pulled out a wine gourd, removed the stopper and tilted her head back for a drink. Some of the liquid slid down the corner of her lips before she lowered the gourd, looking at Lin Muyu with a hint of confusion between her brows.

Lin Muyu opened her mouth but didn’t dare speak out.

How did her tongue get like this? You old lady really don’t remember at all?

Sure enough, the physical constitution between cultivators varies greatly. Her tongue was almost dried out and stiff, yet the other person acted as if nothing had happened.

She really didn’t have the face to bring this matter up, so she could only silently circulate the Sun and Moon Reversal Technique within her body. Gentle spiritual energy flowed through her meridians toward the tip of her tongue, until that stiff sensation gradually faded, and only then did she speak again.

“Master, before that woman inserted the Seed of Demonic Corruption into me, many of our fellow disciples had already been invaded by demonic energy!”

Lin Muyu’s tone instantly became grave, her expression serious, her eyes staring intently at Xinlian, waiting for her response.

“So that’s how it is.”

There wasn’t much surprise on Xinlian’s face; instead, she maintained that indifferent demeanor.

She took out a smooth pill from her storage ring, flicked it with her fingertip, and the pill landed steadily in Lin Muyu’s hand.

“Take this pill first.”

“This is…”

Seeing that Xinlian wasn’t the least bit anxious, Lin Muyu’s worried heart gradually settled down.

She stared at the pill emanating a faint glow, her brows slightly furrowed.

The pattern and aura of this pill felt somehow familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

“It’s to repair the damage inside your body. Don’t overthink it, just take it.”

Xinlian’s voice remained concise, without unnecessary explanation.

“Oh, oh, okay.”

Lin Muyu didn’t hesitate at all, raising her hand to take the pill and put it in her mouth.

She understood very clearly that if Xinlian wanted to harm her, there was no need to go through such trouble.

She was just a small Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, no different from an ant in the other’s eyes, with no room to resist.

The pill dissolved immediately upon entering her mouth, and a gentle medicinal power instantly spread throughout her body, flowing slowly through her meridians like a spring stream, very comfortable.

Wherever it passed, those areas eroded by demonic energy or hidden injuries left from last night were like being soaked in warm water, gradually easing, and her meridians became much smoother.

Especially, a subtle itching sensation came from below, as if something was slowly repairing itself, making her want to reach down and scratch, yet she forcibly held back.

Wait… this pill’s aura, and this repairing sensation, why does it feel so much like the Reconstruction Pill that Su Wanqing took out last time?

Lin Muyu’s heart suddenly jolted, instantly understanding why it felt familiar. This was clearly the same kind of pill!

“This matter was this venerable one’s desperate measure to save you. You must not mention it to outsiders, and there won’t be a next time.”

Xinlian’s voice was calm without a ripple, her gaze also indifferent.

That appearance was actually like a “scumbag” who, after a fleeting romance, didn’t want further entanglement, making Lin Muyu feel somewhat between crying and laughing.

“This disciple understands. Thank you, Master, for saving me.”

Lin Muyu said this with her mouth, but her mind was thinking about another matter.

This pill was indeed a Reconstruction Pill, but the special physique in her body was still there. Even if she took this pill, there would probably still be a next time.

Rather than experience that tearing pain again next time, it would be better not to take it at all.

But she had no choice. The pill was already taken, and now all she could do was accept it calmly and be more careful to protect herself afterward.

“In your heart… do you truly have no resentment?”

Xinlian suddenly frowned. She stared at Lin Muyu’s face, as if trying to find a trace of dissatisfaction or grievance in her expression.

But after looking for a long time, she only saw calmness, which surprised her somewhat. She had thought Lin Muyu would have at least some complaints.

“This disciple has no resentment.”

Lin Muyu gently shook her head.

“Master did this to save me. This disciple understands clearly, so how could there be resentment?”

She paused, adding in her heart:

Besides, she had experienced this kind of thing many times and was almost used to it by now.

Moreover, Xinlian was much gentler than Su Wanqing. At least she didn’t force or torture her. The only unfortunate thing was that she passed out again this time and didn’t truly experience the pleasure of dual cultivation.

Who knows when she could truly experience the pleasure of dual cultivation?

However, after this time, her cultivation had quietly increased by two small realms. No matter how she calculated it, she had profited.

Xinlian stared at Lin Muyu, looking left and right, confirming that she truly had no resentment whatsoever before withdrawing her gaze.

She took out another garment from her storage pouch and handed it to Lin Muyu. It was a dress with intricate patterns embroidered on the hem.

“This Dress of Myriad Transformations shall be your master’s apology for my presumptuous actions earlier. Please accept it.”

Xinlian’s tone was somewhat more solemn than before.

“Master, your kindness to this disciple is already heavy enough. This disciple cannot accept this gift…”

Lin Muyu hurriedly waved her hands in refusal, feeling somewhat panicked. She was clearly the beneficiary of this incident, so how could she accept an apology? This really didn’t make sense.

“I’m telling you to take it, so take it!”

Xinlian’s expression instantly turned cold.

“Oh, oh, then… this disciple thanks Master.”

Seeing that Xinlian was somewhat displeased, Lin Muyu didn’t dare refuse anymore and could only accept the Dress of Myriad Transformations with both hands.

When her fingertips touched the skirt’s fabric, she could still feel the delicate texture from it, clearly not an ordinary item.

She felt a wave of excitement. Since it was something Master gave her, it must be a precious treasure.

Thinking this, Lin Muyu immediately activated her Insight ability. The next second, information about the Dress of Myriad Transformations appeared clearly before her eyes:

【Dress of Myriad Transformations】

【Function 1: Can simulate the style of various garments in the world according to the user’s will. Essential for those who love beauty.

Function 2: Can conceal the user’s aura. Essential for assassination and escape.

Function 3: In times of crisis, can form a spiritual energy shield to resist attacks (estimated to withstand 10 strikes from peak Nascent Soul). Essential for cautious individuals.】

‘Peak Nascent Soul?!’

Lin Muyu’s eyes instantly lit up, her heartbeat accelerating.

With this Dress of Myriad Transformations, she had gained another trump card. She could walk more safely in the outside world from now on!

“This disciple thanks Master!”

Lin Muyu quickly bowed, her voice full of excitement.

“Mm.”

Xinlian only responded faintly, but her gaze was somewhat wandering. In her heart, she secretly calculated that this Dress of Myriad Transformations would serve as advance payment.

After all, this girl had a special physique that could actually suppress the flame poison. This time, not only did she recover part of her cultivation, but her lifespan also recovered by 2 years…

Although she said there wouldn’t be a next time, that was just pleasantries. Since she didn’t resist, perhaps there could still be opportunities in the future?

Lin Muyu didn’t know about these thoughts in Xinlian’s heart. She was still happily stroking the fabric of the Dress of Myriad Transformations, pondering how to use this treasure in the future.

Xinlian, watching her excited appearance, suddenly frowned, a thought arising in her mind.

Oh right, it seemed her disciple said earlier that she had something important to tell her. What was it about?

Forget it, she’d just take her to see her senior brother.