Her encounter with Jiang Mi was both accidental and inevitable.
At that time, Quanxing was in the midst of expansion and often had to pay for emergencies out of pocket, so sometimes, in order to make money, we had to accept bounties from some state governments.
That year, Tianjun had a great harvest. It was rumored that a Manta Ray appeared, and a wealthy gentry offered a large sum of money as a reward to get it. She asked Xingyuan to calculate the location of Manta Ray, but she didn't expect it to be in the big lake next to Wanjian Mountain.
The fish was an expected harvest, but Jiang Mi was an unexpected surprise.
She failed to get the Heavenly Sword, so she turned her attention to the Heavenly Star Sutra that was said to be handed down from heaven. The location of the Heavenly Star Sutra is at the top of the Soul-Eating Tower in the Demon Realm. It's not a secret, but most of the people who have sought the Heavenly Star Sutra from ancient times never returned, and even if they came out alive, they became demons. I heard that there is a Six-Desire Demon living in the Soul-Eating Tower, and his greatest pleasure is to torture those who enter the tower. Even if one can pass the level of the devil, the secret realm containing the Heavenly Star Sutra requires two people with heavenly spiritual roots to open it.
Jiang Mi has it.
He was born into a farming family, and his parents died young. No one knew about his talent, not even him. He just vaguely felt that his energy and strength were stronger than those of ordinary people.
When Yao Yue found him, he was naked and soaking in the lake, staring at her like a fool. He was very tall, probably in his early years, and his facial features had a cold and sharp look that was frightening because of their perfection. Working in the fields all year round, his skin is tanned, his muscles are strong, and his lines are very smooth. It wasn't until she fished him out of the lake that he realized he was wearing nothing and stretched out his hand to cover his crotch.
She turned her face sideways, her eyes narrowed, and her calm gaze slowly swept across his face. After a while, she raised the corner of her lips lazily and said jokingly, "You're covering it now, but I've already seen it all."
That thing was so big that it couldn't be covered with one hand. It was indeed a gift.
Hearing this, Jiang Mi trembled all over and felt the blood rush to the top of his head. He lowered his head and said, "I...fairy, my clothes..."
Not only is he a fool, but he also stutters?
Yao Yue deliberately teased him, picked up the pile of patched clothes on the ground, cast a fire spell, and burned them all.
"These clothes are no longer good. I will buy you a new one later. Where is your home?"
He is too weak. He has spiritual roots, but no foundation. He has to buy clothes that can resist the underworld energy before he can follow her to the Demon Realm.
Jiang Mi's mind was in a mess, his eyes were at a loss, and even the base of his tongue felt slightly numb. He hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue. As the smell of rust filled the air, the stinging pain finally made him regain consciousness. He raised his head and glanced at her.
"No, I won't wear it. It's not good to be seen by the villagers."
"No," she said, summoning the Fushui sword, which grew to a length that two people could ride on.
"Let's fly over."
It was his first time riding a sword, and he was so scared, but he didn't dare hold her for support. In the end, she took the initiative to hold him by his waist and keep him steady.
As soon as he got home, he went straight to the closet, took out a piece of clothing and put it on, as if he had regained consciousness, and finally dared to look directly at her.
"Fairy...what can I do for you?"
"Simple, you accompany me to a place, and I will ensure your safety." She took out a small pill from the Qiankun bag and handed it to him.
"Eat this Foundation Establishment Pill first. I'll buy you some clothes. I'll be back soon."
Seeing that he swallowed it without hesitation, Yao Yue couldn't help but laugh: "Aren't you afraid it's poison?"
This smile made him feel his face getting hot again, and his heart was beating fast.
"Fairy... doesn't look like a bad person."
How could a bad person be written on her face? He was such a fool.
"Okay."
She summoned her sword and stepped on the wind.
"Go and lie down on the bed. It's not pleasant to be reborn."
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When she rushed back after buying clothes in Wuguang City, the moonlight was casting a cold light, like soft white pear blossoms sprinkled on the bedside, making his cold and handsome outline much softer.
The young man was trembling slightly due to the pain. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his clothes were wet with sweat and clung to his body. When he heard the voice, he reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at her pitifully.
"Fairy..."
From refining Qi to building foundation, this is the lifelong goal of many casual cultivators with mixed spiritual roots. The efficiency of these people breathing in spiritual energy is very low, and they cannot rely on themselves to drain away the dirty energy when building the foundation. Therefore, there are almost no miscellaneous spiritual roots that can reach the Nascent Soul stage. The purer the spiritual roots of a person, the cleaner the worldly energy will be shed, and the more painful it will be to build the foundation. She had been practicing with the old man in the mountains since she was four years old. She had forgotten most of her childhood, only the pain during the foundation building was still fresh in her memory.
Yao Yue lifted up his shirt and saw that there was a red light under his navel, which was exactly the same as her condition at that time. She knew that he must not be feeling well, so she followed what her master did at that time, holding the spiritual energy between her index and middle fingers and placing it lightly on his dantian.
"Hiss..." He suddenly took a breath. His brown eyes became wet, like a wounded animal, but he looked at her without any defense.
"It hurts..."
The girl's hand had a slight coolness. After pressing it, it stayed for a while and then began to massage in circles. Her voice involuntarily became softer.
"It's okay, you'll be fine soon."
He felt cool air sink into him.
His painful and hot abdomen helped him sort out the breath that was rushing around in his body, and his eyebrows relaxed.
The surging spiritual energy in his body gradually calmed down, and his dantian was a little itchy from the breath coming in from her, and his lower back was numb. This weird and comfortable feeling made him couldn't help but tighten his waist and abdomen, and he tugged at the sheets under his tight clothes.
Yao Yue looked around the small wooden house absently. Although the sparrow was small and well-organized, it was tidied up better than she imagined.
"You live alone?"
"Yes."
"What's your name?"
"Jiang Mi..."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty..."
"Uh..." A moan suddenly escaped his lips, and he hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover his swollen lower body, but he was still caught by the woman who turned her head.
Yao Yue took back her hand and glanced at him sideways.
"What are you thinking about?"
The young man trembled as if he had been pricked by a needle. His head was buzzing, his face was on fire, and he was ashamed.
"I'm sorry, I, I..."
"Forget it."
She said as stood up, took out a booklet from her sleeves, and threw it to him.
"This is an introductory spell. You practice it well. I will pick you up in three months."