That tearful "I'll kill you" held no lethality whatsoever. Instead, it made her look like a wronged little fox, weakly waving its claws.
Su Ji didn't dare to reply.
He was afraid that if he laughed, this little fox would instantly bristle with anger.
He cleared his throat, trying to change the subject with a tone of concern.
"Junior Sister, let's get down to business first. How are you feeling right now?"
Su Ji really hadn't expected this.
After finishing the "business," there was still more business to do.
It was truly exhausting.
Indeed, with great power comes great responsibility.
Surplus food should be distributed to those who need to eat.
Su Jiu did not answer.
She merely raised her hand and, using all her remaining strength, struck Su Ji's chest—neither too lightly nor too heavily.
Then, she pushed him away.
"If the treatment is done, get out of here!"
With that, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep slumber once more.
The weakness that had tormented her for over a month was drawn out of her body in this very moment.
However, an unprecedented wave of exhaustion washed over her.
Only this time, her perpetually furrowed brows finally relaxed, and her sleeping face was as peaceful as an innocent child's.
Looking at her like this, the smile on Su Ji's face softened.
He wasn't in a hurry to leave.
Instead, he leaned down and gently pressed a kiss against her smooth forehead.
Afterward, he sat cross-legged by the bed, half-closed his eyes, and began to stand guard for her.
Although the root of her illness was temporarily resolved, Su Jiu's soul was still weak and needed time to slowly recover.
He had to ensure that no one would disturb her before she woke up.
Moonlight crept in through the window lattice, casting two intertwined shadows on the floor.
...
An unknown amount of time passed.
Amidst a tingling, numb sensation, Su Jiu slowly woke up.
She slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Su Ji's handsome face just inches away.
He was leaning over the edge of the bed, resting his chin on one hand, while the fingers of his other hand were gently tracing her face with a wicked smile.
"You're awake?"
Su Jiu's face instantly flushed crimson.
She sat up abruptly, pulled the blanket over herself, and wrapped it tightly around her body, revealing only a pair of eyes filled with embarrassment and annoyance, glaring at him warily.
"You... why are you still here?!"
"Didn't I tell you to get out once the treatment was done?"
"Of course I have to be here."
Su Ji sat up straight, speaking with absolute self-righteousness.
"I treated your illness, shouldn't I keep an eye on you?"
"Where is the logic in just leaving after the treatment is done?"
"I have medical ethics, and I'm responsible for your long-term treatment. There's no such thing as being heartless after a cure."
"What if you suffered a qi deviation halfway through?"
Su Jiu was left speechless by his words.
She looked down at herself and found that although her Daoist robe was a bit messy, it was still intact. Only then did she breathe a slight sigh of relief.
But at the thought of the embarrassing things that had happened earlier, she felt her cheeks burn so hot she could fry an egg on them.
"My... my illness..."
"Don't worry, you're fine now."
Su Ji patted his chest, looking like he was claiming credit.
"With your Senior Brother personally stepping in, any incurable disease will be thoroughly cured."
Hearing this, Su Jiu half-believingly sent her divine sense into her own body.
Upon checking, she was instantly stunned.
She discovered that her soul, which had been incredibly weak and even showing signs of decay, had now become incredibly solid, even a bit stronger than it was during her peak.
The imbalanced Yin and Yang energy that had entrenched itself deep within her soul had also vanished without a trace.
In its place was a gentle, pure, and harmonized Yin-Yang energy that was slowly nourishing her soul's origin.
Was she... really cured?
And even better than before?
Was this extreme misfortune turning into a blessing?
Su Jiu looked at Su Ji, her normally aloof eyes filled with disbelief.
She couldn't understand how Su Ji had actually managed to do it.
Could it be... that his twisted theory about "opening up the profound meridians" was actually true?
Seeing her shocked expression, Su Ji felt extremely smug.
If you asked, the answer was simply that the enhancement of his Colored Destiny had successfully triggered again.
But he certainly couldn't say that out loud.
He had to make Su Jiu mistakenly believe that this was the result of his spiritual energy healing her.
He wanted to make her addicted to his spiritual energy, unable to stop.
Su Ji cleared his throat and put on an unfathomable expression.
"How is it? Your Senior Brother is pretty amazing, right?"
Su Jiu snapped back to reality. Looking at Su Ji's cocky demeanor, the tiny bit of gratitude in her heart was instantly replaced by shame and indignation.
She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a single word through them.
"Rogue!"
Hearing this, not only was Su Ji not angry, but he smiled even more happily.
He leaned in and pulled the blanket-wrapped Su Jiu back into his arms, hugging both the "fox" and the blanket tightly.
"It's fine, it's fine."
"Keep scolding me, Junior Sister."
"Junior Sister, hasn't anyone ever told you that when you scold people, it sounds like you're acting coy?"
Su Jiu pulled a long, sullen fox face, not wanting to talk to Su Ji.
What kind of thing was that to say?
Who would tell her that?
It was only because it was Su Ji that it ended in a mere squabble over who had the upper hand.
If it were anyone else, it would have been a fight to the death.
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e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
