Chapter 34: Is It Finally Time to Restore the Spiritual Roots?

Seeing Bai Yue remain silent for so long, only kneading her face, Xiao Yueluo’s heart slowly sank.

Was her spiritual root just too useless?

Or was her body already so ravaged that it couldn’t even bear spiritual energy?

Did she really have no value at all?

A wave of negative emotions surged into her heart.

Meanwhile, Bai Yue’s mind was wandering with idle thoughts—the texture was truly excellent, delicate, soft, carrying that faint coolness characteristic of a Water-attribute constitution.

Once Xiao Yueluo’s spiritual roots were restored, what an advantage she’d have in cultivation.

Snapped out of her internal storm by Xiao Yueluo’s words, Bai Yue abruptly came back to her senses.

“Huh?

No good?”

She looked down at Xiao Yueluo, who looked about to cry, and immediately realized the misunderstanding.

Bai Yue quickly withdrew her hand, clearing her throat in a concealed manner, and pulled back slightly: “What are you imagining?

Your spiritual root attribute is excellent.”

“R-Really?”

Xiao Yueluo looked up, her eyes full of doubt.

“Of course.”

Bai Yue nodded, her tone certain.

“It’s a pure Water-type Heavenly Spiritual Root, extremely high purity.

And after this period of continuous treatment with the Spiritual Marrow Liquid, combined with the constant stimulation of high-altitude spiritual energy changes during the flying boat ride, it can now withstand high-intensity spiritual energy infusion.”

“What?”

Xiao Yueluo didn’t understand.

“I said—” Bai Yue deliberately drew out her tone, looking into her eyes and enunciating each word, “We can try to restore your spiritual roots now.”

“?! ”

The backyard fell into deathly silence, only the rustling of leaves in the night wind.

Xiao Yueluo lifted her head, staring intently at Bai Yue’s face.

She tried to find a trace of mockery, a hint of deception.

Restore her spiritual roots?

Those four words, in countless days and nights past, had existed only in her most unrealistic hopes.

Ever since her spiritual roots were destroyed, she had been abandoned by her family, reduced to goods to be sold at will.

She had endured cold stares, insults, and torment, even accepting the reality of being a waste.

When Bai Yue first mentioned helping her restore her spiritual roots, she thought it would be an incredibly long process—three years, five years, even ten years!

As long as there was a sliver of hope, she was willing to wait.

But now, so soon, Bai Yue was telling her it was time to begin?

Xiao Yueluo’s mind went blank.

So Bai Yue hadn’t been ignoring her earlier.

She had just been arranging things for Qingyan first, then turning to deal with her biggest problem!

So she hadn’t been abandoned after all.

Thinking back—

Ever since Bai Yue appeared in her life, everything had been getting better.

She had been completely freed from those dark days of being treated like goods, scrutinized, and sold off.

And on the journey to the Du Xian Sect, Bai Yue had been giving her precious pills every single day.

Not a single one of those pills was below second-grade.

Out in the markets, she couldn’t even imagine how many spirit stones they’d fetch.

Even the core disciples of great families couldn’t afford to eat second-grade pills like candy.

And because of that, her weak body, dragged down by the ruined spiritual root, began to recover at a visible rate.

Her complexion improved.

Her strength increased.

Even when they encountered that clerk’s harassment at the registration office, even when faced with crises she couldn’t possibly resist, she didn’t need to step forward.

She only had to stand quietly behind Bai Yue.

And all troubles would be resolved.

Xiao Yueluo’s breathing quickened, her eyes rapidly reddening.

A tear fell without warning from the corner of Xiao Yueluo’s eye, splashing onto her hand.

Then a second, a third.

All the pent-up grievance, despair, and self-doubt that she had suppressed for so long poured out like a breached dam.

Looking at Bai Yue—that girl who always liked to tease her but had helped her so many times—Xiao Yueluo clenched her fists tightly.

How could she ever repay her…

Xiao Yueluo asked herself silently.

[Ding!]

[Detected a major shift in the major character ‘Xiao Yueluo’s’ state of mind!]

[Favorability toward the host has significantly increased!]

[Current attitude updated to: Gratitude!]

[System Note: Directly NTR’ing the victim herself—impressive, host.

That move was absolutely brilliant!]

[Reward: Fate Points +300!]

Bai Yue looked at the string of green characters popping up, especially that note dripping with mockery, and the corner of her mouth twitched violently.

“You crappy system, do you even know what NTR means before misusing words?”

Bai Yue shot back coldly in her mind.

“This is called caring for a fallen young lady and reshaping the future pillar of the cultivation world.”

Bai Yue took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to complain, and adjusted her emotions.

Looking down, Xiao Yueluo’s nose was red, her usual cold and aloof demeanor now replaced by a pitiful, aggrieved look.

Though it was rather endearing, if she kept crying, this Water-attribute constitution might lose control and leak again—causing spiritual energy to disperse, which wouldn’t be good for tomorrow’s treatment.

“Alright.”

Bai Yue reached out.

Her slender fingers directly pinched Xiao Yueluo’s chin, not hard, but with an undeniable force that made her look up.

Xiao Yueluo was stunned, looking at her through tear-blurred eyes.

Bai Yue raised her thumb, roughly yet gently wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

“Don’t look like you’re about to cry.”

Bai Yue looked down at her, her eyes narrowing slightly, the corner of her mouth curling into a casual arc.

Since the atmosphere had been built up this much, it would be a waste not to tease this tsundere a little—it would be letting all her efforts go to waste.

“Since you know how much you owe me, show me some sincerity.”

Bai Yue reached out again, patting Xiao Yueluo’s head and smoothing her sweat-dampened hair.

“Wash up well tomorrow night and come to my room.”

Finally time to restore the spiritual roots, Bai Yue thought.

Xiao Yueluo nodded repeatedly, her voice still thick with a nasal tone, her gaze firm: “I…

I’m willing.

As long as I can do it, I’ll listen to you…”

“Mm, I’m looking forward to it!”

The moment those words left her mouth—

Xiao Yueluo suddenly reacted.

The gratitude she had just built up instantly froze.

“Eh?”

Her eyes widened.

Wash up well?

Come to her… room?!

Cauldron… dual cultivation… replenishment… a flood of terrible words surged into her newly rebooted mind.

Xiao Yueluo’s face flushed crimson in an instant, the blush spreading visibly from her neck to the tips of her ears.

She scrambled to her feet.

“I-I’m going to bed!”

Watching Xiao Yueluo’s fleeing figure, Bai Yue chuckled softly.

Proprietary R&D machine: in place.

Heaven’s Chosen Maiden’s heart: won.

One step closer to being able to strut sideways through this cultivation world.

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