Chuzheng has the Tongtian Temple, and every now and then, demons come looking for her. They either destroy her walls or her shop.
Chuzheng was extremely annoyed and negotiated with the temple, "Can you live independently?"
—No.
The temple clung to her, refusing to leave.
Chuzheng: "..."
So frustrating.
But if things felt amiss, it would just dart into her body.
Chuzheng decided to cultivate so she could catch it out.
"What are you doing?"
Xuan Ying curiously looked at Chuzheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard.
Chuzheng: "Absorbing the essence of sun and moon."
Xuan Ying's eyebrow twitched, and he stepped forward to pull her up, "Do you have a death wish?"
Chuzheng: "???"
"There's still bone poison in your body; you can't cultivate."
"...Oh, I forgot."
"..." How could you forget this!! "Let me see your arm."
Chuzheng lifted her arm for him to see, "Do you want to see other places? I can..."
