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Li Xiaonan's figure flashed as he slipped into the Seven-Level Pagoda.
"Xiao Nan, are you okay?" Li Yanrong rushed over, anxiously supporting his arm and examining him from head to toe.
"I'm fine. Where's Fei Ji?"
"The baby is treating her wounds."
Li Xiaonan nodded and walked toward the crowd.
"How is it?" he asked coldly, trying hard to keep his voice devoid of any emotional fluctuations.
But the women present were all those who knew him best, and they could easily sense his worry.
Li Baobao retracted the white light in her hands, her expression troubled. "Master, I've treated the wounds on her back, but... but..."
"But what?" He couldn't control himself any longer; his voice trembled slightly.
"She was violated. I can't heal her and restore her to her former self..." Li Baobao glanced up at Li Xiaonan, while the other girls watched his reaction intently.
He was quiet—strangely quiet, almost eerie.
His gaze fell on the base of Fei Ji's thigh, where a mixture of red and white liquid testified to her once-pure body.
How foolish I am. When she willingly offered herself to me, I thought about her that way, believing that the demon race's nightlife was chaotic. It turns out... everything was just my subjective speculation, and I had never truly understood her.
Li Xiaonan sighed softly, "You all should rest well. Once we deal with the demon, we'll return to Qingyu City, we'll go home..." He picked up Fei Ji, who lay on the ground breathing heavily, and silently made his way to the top of the Pagoda.
"Ling Kui Sister, Xiao Nan... aren't you going to talk to him? The Demon War is imminent; he can't give up the entire Cultivation world for one woman!" Yun Moyu exclaimed, looking in the direction where Li Xiaonan had disappeared.
Ling Kui shook her head and sighed, "We all know Xiao Nan's temperament. When he gets stubborn, who can pull him back? Don't worry, Mo Yu. It's not that he doesn't care about the Cultivation world; he's just tired and hurt. He wants to hide away and heal. Once everything is over, he'll be fine."
"I'm not worried about Xiao Nan; I'm worried about that Fei Ji. As Ling Kui Sister said, she took over Ling Kui Sister's body just to open the entrance for the demon race into the human realm. People can be very cunning; who knows if she'll use a ploy to lure Xiao Nan?" Li Yanrong said with a frown.
"Sister Yanrong has a point. If Xiao Nan likes Fei Ji, I can accept her regardless of whether she is human or demon. But if she has any ill intentions, even if it makes Xiao Nan unhappy, I will kill that woman!" Yuan Xian'er said coldly, clenching her fists tightly.
Ling Kui gently took Yuan Xian'er's hand and said, "Xian'er, I won't let that happen. Don't forget, we still have Nana with us."
Luna smiled slightly and said, "When we see Fei Ji again, I'll reveal her intentions to everyone before we make any decisions!"
While the women were discussing how to deal with Fei Ji, Li Xiaonan was carefully wiping away the blood and dirt from her body.
A smile tugged at his lips as he tried hard to maintain a cheerful demeanor, but anyone observing would surely notice the tears glistening in his eyes.
He used one hand to form a seal and untied the Red Silk Hand binding Fei Ji. Her breathing became increasingly labored; before she even opened her eyes, she began to lean against Li Xiaonan.
He slightly curled his lips and took out a jar of ointment, carefully applying it to the horrifying wound on her back.
He wondered if her wings would ever grow back.
"Mm... so hot... I want... I want..."
"Fei'er, wake up! I know you can do it! Fei'er!" He set down the ointment and tightly embraced her slender waist, tears finally falling from his eyes onto her shoulder.
"Are you satisfied now? I have nothing left... My Demon Army has been defeated, my Flesh Wings are gone, and my innocence is lost... Ha ha ha... Li Xiaonan, you are so cruel. You are the reason I have to live, yet all you want is to torment me, isn't it?"
"No! It's not like that!" He held Fei Ji tighter in his arms.
"Poof!" Sharp nails pierced into the defenseless body.
Li Xiaonan felt a pain in his abdomen and froze in place. He smiled faintly but did not loosen his grip. With trembling hands, he picked up the ointment beside him and continued to carefully apply it to Fei Ji's wounds.
"I will take responsibility. I will marry you..."
Fei Ji slowly reached out her hand and easily broke free from Li Xiaonan's embrace, her gaze hollow as she looked at him.
He was smiling, yet also crying.
The crystalline tears added a glimmer to her dark eyes.
"Hahaha! Me, Fei Ji, marrying you? Li Xiaonan, stop dreaming! I am the proud ruler of the Southern Kingdom of the demon race. You, a mere Cultivator, think you can marry me? Stop dreaming! Stop dreaming!" She laughed and cried, going mad.
Li Xiaonan's heart ached in response.
If only I had arrived a little earlier, could I have prevented all of this?
I saved the baby, but why couldn't I save Fei Ji?
I could have hidden her in the Seven-Level Pagoda, so why did I leave her alone in the bamboo house?
It was as if I were trying to hide my true feelings, fearing misunderstandings from other Cultivators. It was my own mind playing tricks on me; I was being foolish!
Lost in these thoughts, he slapped himself hard.
Blood gushed from his abdomen with each movement, threatening to drain him completely.
The injuries within him stirred restlessly, and in a moment of distraction, he could no longer suppress it. The True Essence Power rebelled against his Meridian and internal organs.
Life and death were so close…
“Hey! Li Xiaonan, I don’t want to be trapped here! You need to tend to your wounds first!”
“Pfft…” Li Xiaonan heard nothing; blood spewed from her mouth as she collapsed beside Fei Ji, her eyes vacant, as if her soul had departed.
“Xiao Nan! Li Xiaonan, don’t play dead! Get up!” Fei Ji pushed her, but all it did was make her bleed faster; she remained unresponsive.
Fei Ji grew anxious and took out a pill, pressing it against her wound.
Li Xiaonan convulsed for a moment, her gaze drifting to Fei Ji's face as she murmured, “Am I dead… are you satisfied now? I traded my life for your army… for your wings… for your innocence…”
“Not enough! Your worthless life isn’t enough! I won’t allow you to die; I want you to live! I want you to spend the rest of your life making it up to me!”
Li Xiaonan struggled to extend a hand to wipe away the tears on Fei Ji's face, brushing over the long scar on her cheek. “I miss how you used to be… let me see you one more time, okay?”
"Good! As long as you don't die, anything is fine!" Fei Ji quickly drew a dagger and made a cut across the scar, applying the ointment that Li Xiaonan had used on his own face.
In an instant, the wound healed, revealing a beautiful visage before Li Xiaonan.
He murmured with a smile, "So nice... to see..."
The hand that had been caressing Fei Ji's cheek went limp and fell to the side. Li Xiaonan's neck tilted, and he breathed his last.
"No! Impossible! You are Li Xiaonan; how could you die so easily! No, you're just tricking me, aren't you? Wake up! Xiao Nan, wake up! I don't want to be the ruler of the Southern Kingdom anymore; I don't want the symbol of the demon race. I just want to be your wife. Wake up! Wake up, ahhh!"
Fei Ji shook Li Xiaonan's body, but the latter remained silent.
A wisp of black mist slowly coalesced on the second floor of the Seven-Level Pagoda; this was Li Xiaonan transformed into a ghost after his death. He wondered why no Ghost Messenger had come to take him to the Underworld.
"Ah!" A demon with a gaping maw lunged at this newly formed Ghost Body.
Li Xiaonan was startled and barely managed to evade the demon. He shouted, "Little Jin!"
"Hey, I'm here! Huh? Boss, why is your soul out of body?" Chen Yaojin punched the demon that had pounced and asked curiously.
"What out of body? Your boss is dead! Can you check if any Ghost Messenger has come?"
"None! Boss, are you really dead? How could you die? You didn't die on some woman's belly, did you?"
"Get lost!" Li Xiaonan rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Oh, then I'm leaving!" Chen Yaojin chuckled, pretending to walk away.
Li Xiaonan lamented, "I’m so pitiful, I’m going to be eaten by the demon..."
"Damn it! Boss, you're too cruel. You know I would never abandon you! Yet you still play hard to get!" Chen Yaojin shifted his focus and kicked away two demons that lunged at Li Xiaonan.
"Alright, enough with the banter. It seems we can fend off the Ghost Messenger from the Underworld inside the Seven-Level Pagoda. Quickly, put me back in my body."
The two ghosts swiftly moved to the top level of the Seven-Level Pagoda.
Fei Ji lay on the ground, her cheeks stained with tears, as if she had cried herself unconscious.
On her slim waist lay the corpse of a man.
Chen Yaojin licked his lips and said, "Boss, are you still claiming you didn’t die on a woman’s belly?"
"Little Jin, your courage is growing by the day, huh?"
"Hehe, who am I to dare? I’ll put you back right now!" Chen Yaojin chuckled awkwardly, forming hand seals and pointing at Li Xiaonan.
The Ghost Body suddenly lost control, floating up and slowly entering the corpse.
After a long moment, the man on Fei Ji's belly finally opened his eyes. He slowly sat up, but his movements were somewhat stiff.
"Boss, how do you feel?"
Li Xiaonan's facial muscles twitched in a highly uncoordinated manner as he lamented, "I've turned into a zombie..."
"Ah?" Chen Yaojin exclaimed, immediately checking Li Xiaonan's body. There was no breath, no heartbeat; he felt cold and stiff to the touch.
"This... this... Boss, it's okay! You've always comforted me by saying that if we die, we can still cultivate as ghosts! Come on, let me teach you Swallowing Heaven Avenue!"
"Swallow your head! I don't need you to teach me!" He mechanically sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to see if he could cultivate some Ghost Energy to restore his body.
"Boss, how about I bring the Sisters up? Maybe they can help activate your body?"
"No way!" Li Xiaonan interrupted immediately.
If they found out he had been killed by Fei Ji, would Fei Ji even have a life left?
"Hmm! Cultivators believe in going with the flow and following the way of heaven. This is my tribulation; how can I rely on others? That... give me more spirit stones, and I'll try to cultivate a bit!"
Chen Yaojin nodded and waved his hand, scattering spirit stones all over the ground.
It must be said that Li Xiaonan was quite bold. At this moment, he was not merely a Ghost Body but a half-ghost entity, yet he was attempting to cultivate the Ghost Path.
Chen Yaojin set down his things and sat to the side, curious as well.
For someone as legendary as the Boss, it was hard to imagine what kind of thing he would end up cultivating.
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