“I,I–”

Ding Nanrong’s mouth was open and her eyes were staring. Her whole body was frozen still

She really couldn’t imagine the image of herself and Jiang Mu frantically interlocking.

[She still can’t wait for the water element poison to kick in every day.]

“Impossible!” Ding Nanrong’s gaze grew cold.

[It was only later that I learned from her that she was not good at dealing with men.]

[Because when she was a child, she had her family exterminated by the patriarch of that small sect, and when she was twelve years old, she was almost robbed of her Yin Yuan.]

[So, she grew up with no feelings for men.]

[If it weren’t for the thrill of watching the Wuyou Sect being destroyed little by little at my hands, and then finally killing me herself, thus satisfying that feeling of revenge, she felt, she wouldn’t have forced herself to become my personal maid.]

[And even after becoming my maid, she was still completely uncomfortable with the handsome me.]

[For example, when she was helping me wash up at first, she was not blushing the whole time, was total indifferent with no emotional ups and downs.]

Ding Nanrong’s grew cloudy and she recalled a past incident two years ago.

At that time, Jiang Mu was arrogant, wouldn’t keep his mouth shut got beaten from somewhere so much so that he was badly injured and unable to take care of himself.

As a personal attendant, she fed, dressed, and washed Jiang Mu for several days.

And every time she washed to that ….. She had no ripples in her heart.

[It’s a pity that she sacrificed so much, LOL, because her purpose could not be achieved.]

“!!!”

Ding Nanrong stood up at once and her hands gripped the diary tightly.

“My purpose will not be fulfilled?”

“Why?!”

[After she gave me her yin yuan, she’ll never be able to leave me.]

[After all, after she gave me her yin yuan, she gave me the only loophole to release the torrent, and without me, she would have been bursting.]

[Well, that is, water will be filled in every part of her body. Even blood will turn water and eventually die.]

[Moreover, the water element poison, which increases with cultivation, is something that can never be gotten rid of.]

[It’s like a shadow of itself.]

“!!!”

Ding Nanrong’s body went limp and she sat down on the edge of the bed.

Her face was full of disbelief.

“I originally thought that after I broke through to the Martial God realm, I would be able to completely get rid of the suffering of the water element poison…”

“But I didn’t know that this water element poison …. I can’t believe that I can’t get rid of it ….”

“But …. Why must I give the Yin Yuan …. to Jiang Mu?”

“Can’t I give it to anyone else?”

She stared intently at the diary.

And continued to read, the live updating.

[That said, she’s also lucky.]

[She’s been with me for three years now, and she’s getting to know me so well that she knows what I do when I raise my arms and spread my legs, so subconsciously she doesn’t reject me anymore, which she didn’t even realize at first.]

[If it had been another man who had passed by her room that night, she would have preferred death to relief from the water element poison.]

[Why am I so sure?]

[Because that’s what she did, Uh-un, said to me herself later.]

“……”

Ding Nanrong pursed her lips and frowned.

She couldn’t help but hypothesize a bit in her head.

Suppose now, if she really had to choose someone to be her daoist partner.

Jiang Mu’s smiling face naturally surfaced in her mind.

“!!!”

She shook her head hard in horror.

[There should be a reward for writing so much, I won’t write anymore.]

????

“Where’s the rest?!”

“Where’s my final ending, Bastard!!!”

Ding Nanrong, who is always calm, is nearly lost it at the last sentence of the diary, ‘I won’t write anymore’.

She looked at Jiang Mu’s room next door.

She could not wait to take her Water Lotus Sword and break through the wall to force him to continue writing.

Otherwise this hang-up in her mouth. It made her really uncomfortable.

At this time, the diary was updated again.

[Damn it, after writing so much, there’s still no reward.]

[No way, I can only keep writing to see.]

[Hmm, let’s write about Ding Nanrong, the old virgin again.]

“Yes!”

Ding Nanrong was in high spirits once again.

The way she looked at her diary was extra serious.

[On second thought, forget about writing about her. There’s no reward, so what’s the point of writing about her.]

Boom!

A powerful spiritual pressure burst out from Ding Nanrong’s body.

The scope of the spiritual pressure was so great that it reached over Jiang Mu’s room.

The pressure caused Jiang Mu to fall off his stool.

“Pfft! Cough cough cough!”

He was so pressed that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“This spiritual pressure…”

“It’s the old virgin waking up…”

“Damn it, what’s wrong with her!”