In the past, the old man had relied on his connections to gather a considerable amount of fine medicinal herbs for his leg treatment. Among them were the three herbs that the other party needed, including a twenty-year-old Chinese knotweed. However, no one could cure his leg; all the masters said that his lifespan was also at risk.
Although Sheng Yanzhou had never met this tidal figure and knew nothing about them, he had a sense that they were a decent person. Since he had no use for these valuable herbs, he decided to give them to her.
When Ruan Fuxi saw the message, she was thrilled. Initially, she only wanted to deter people in the group from adding her as a personal friend, but she never expected that this person actually had those herbs! Regardless of how others in the group reacted to the message, Ruan Fuxi immediately sent him a private message.
"Are these herbs old enough?"
Sheng Yanzhou replied, "They are sufficient. When do you need them?"
For some reason, Ruan Fuxi felt a hint of familiarity from his response. She shook her head, dismissing it as a mere illusion. "As soon as possible."
Otherwise, Gui Gui would say she was deceiving it again.
Sheng Yanzhou recalled that he had an appointment with General Ruan from Tian Technology that morning to discuss some matters, so he replied, "This afternoon works. You can send someone to my house to pick them up, or I can have someone deliver them to you. However, these herbs are quite precious and require specific preservation methods, so please take note."
He mentioned his address for the afternoon.
Ruan Fuxi looked at the address he sent; it wasn't far from her home. She felt uneasy about entrusting such valuable herbs to someone else.
"I'll come by then."
"My name is Sheng Yanzhou. Just mention that you have an appointment with me when you arrive."
As Ruan Fuxi read his name, a ripple of memories washed over her. It reminded her of an old acquaintance. She never expected to encounter someone with the same name in this world again.
A hint of nostalgia flickered across Ruan Fuxi's face.
"Alright."
Perhaps it was the sudden sight of a familiar name that plunged Ruan Fuxi into memories. When she first arrived in the cultivation world, her experiences were quite tragic. She had transformed into a demoness from the Hehuan Sect, a sect looked down upon by the righteous cultivators. With poor aptitude and low strength, the only thing she could boast about was her stunning beauty.
The Hehuan Sect was indeed quite seductive. To advance in cultivation, one had to continuously gather Yang energy to supplement Yin, relying on their charm to attract powerful cultivators and absorb their spiritual energy to enhance their own cultivation.
When Ruan Fuxi first entered the cultivation world, she did not want to increase her power through such disgraceful means. Yet, she also did not wish to remain at the bottom, a furnace that everyone could bully. She wanted to live well; she wanted to grow stronger.
Thus, during an outing, Ruan Fuxi's gaze fell upon Sheng Yanzhou, who was exorcising demons.
Seeing his handsome and noble appearance, outstanding talent, and high status—clearly from a prestigious family—she decided to pursue him.
Using every modern flirtation technique at her disposal, she turned the heir of the Jiuxiao Sect into someone who could not live without her, and they secretly became partners, with Heaven as their witness.
Sheng Yanzhou was the beloved disciple of the Jiuxiao Sect's leader and the most likely candidate among the disciples to ascend due to his exceptional talent. Many female cultivators in the realm sought to become his partner.
However, while Sheng Yanzhou possessed profound cultivation skills, he was pure-hearted and devoted when it came to emotions. He taught her how to cultivate, helped her abandon the Hehuan Sect's techniques for better orthodox methods, and traveled across the cultivation world with her in search of spiritual herbs to enhance her aptitude.
Ruan Fuxi had never encountered someone so kind yet so naive. Did he truly not fear that she was merely deceiving him for his impressive cultivation?
When she asked Sheng Yanzhou this question, he simply affectionately patted her head and smiled: "You are my partner, my wife; I should treat you well."
So when Sheng Yanzhou held Ruan Fuxi's hand and walked into the Jiuxiao Sect, facing the furious anger of the sect leader who declared her a demoness from the Hehuan Sect, Sheng Yanzhou earnestly explained: "Master, she is different from other demonesses of the Hehuan Sect."
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