An Lin felt like he was going to die.
In that instant, he thought back to his days of running under the setting sun. He had no regrets in his cultivation life …
Amid a murky haze.
A faint medicinal aroma wafted toward him.
He opened his eyes with great difficulty to find that he was lying on a bed with a fire burning beside him.
"This … I'm not dead …"
He was just about to get up when a searing pain shot through his body.
"Ah …!"
An Lin let loose a pained cry as he cursed in his heart. Stupid c * nt kirin, don't you know you're injured? Why are you moving?
His actions were dictated, but his pain was shared.
What a horrible experience!
"You're awake?" At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded.
A woman in a yellow dress made her way into the room and cocked her head to the side as she appraised An Lin with a curious expression. "You're a kirin?"
The Demonic Blood Kirin was quite small, even smaller than a human.
However, he raised his head with a proud expression. "That's right, I am the legendary kirin. Woman, you saved my life, didn't you? In that case, I won't hold it against you for slapping me. "
"Hehe." The woman chuckled coldly as she made her way toward the kirin and raised a hand.
Slap!
A clean, crisp, and resounding slap landed once more.
The kirin's face instantly burned with a scorching sensation, and the terrifying force of the slap even reached his chest.
The kirin's eyes widened. "???"
"I'll give you one more chance to organize your words." The woman smiled.
"Woman, you're playing with fire!" The kirin was a high and mighty mythological beast that could kill millions upon enraged. When had anyone ever dared to humiliate him like this?
Another crisp slap to the face, and the air even let out a sonic boom.
Slap!
The kirin was feeling extremely dizzy. Not only was his face in pain, but his entire body was also in excruciating pain.
An Lin: "???"
The kirin: "???"
"Hehe, you have one last chance." The woman smiled warmly as she raised a slender hand high into the air.
"I'm sorry! I was wrong! "The kirin lowered his head.
An Lin: "…"
How humiliating!
The woman's expression softened a little and she said, "This isn't something that can be resolved with just an apology. Do you know how many precious herbs you've destroyed in my spiritual field?"
The Qilin shook his head honestly. "I don't know."
"You've eaten a total of thirty-one of my medicinal herbs. You'll have to compensate me for that!" the woman said.
Qilin's expression changed. "I ate the medicinal herbs with my own ability. What right do you have to make me pay for it?"
"Pa!" The fiery slap arrived as expected.
Qilin: "???"
An Lin: "…"
"Are you being reasonable?" The Qilin's eyes widened.
"Slap!" Another fierce slap to the face.
"You are the one who is unreasonable! I'll straighten out your twisted morality! "The woman snorted coldly.
An Lin was in despair. One was crazily attracting hatred, while the other was addicted to slapping faces. Have you ever considered how I, who was silently enduring the slaps, felt?
The woman glared at the Qilin and said coldly, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you're a Qilin. If it weren't for my kindness, I would've cut you up and sold you! Why would I waste my medicinal herbs to save you?
"By the way, in order to save your life, I also used two seventh-grade immortal fruits and eighteen spirit herbs. That has to be returned as well …"
The woman was still talking, but the Qilin didn't dare to say anything else in fear of being slapped again.
The following days were a little more mundane.
In order to recover, the Qilin endured the humiliation and drank the medicine brewed by the woman while sucking up to her with a cheeky smile. He was clearly very ferocious, but he relied on acting cute to survive.
The woman was a Soul Creation Stage pill refinement master and a Soul Formation Stage cultivator, so her medical skills were naturally not all that bad. She quickly helped the Qilin survive.
Time passed by one day at a time.
"In the following days, you'll only have to drink one bowl of the medicinal herbs I concocted a day.
"Woman, you're underestimating my abilities. I don't need to take any more medicine!"
"Slap!" The slap sounded for the 10086th time.
"Be obedient." The woman's eyes narrowed into a gentle smile.
The Qilin obediently opened his mouth.
An Lin really couldn't understand why such a gentle big sister would be so fond of slapping people in the face.
After that, the Qilin recovered a lot more quickly.
It also finally began its life of taking care of the spirit farm to repay its debts.
Since he had made a promise, he had to fulfill it.
The slapping education on the sickbed had taught it many things.
The kirin was working very hard in this paradise, weeding weeds, unblocking vital energy, carving out spirit gathering spell formations, and even using its own kirin blood as fertilizer for the spirit plants. An Lin's eyes were blinded by the kirin's work.
The woman had a medical center in Ling Gu City, so she worked during the day and came back at night to brew medicine for the Qilin.
The days were very mundane, and the Qilin's injuries also quickly recovered.
One night, during mealtime.
"Huh? Where's my medicine?" The Qilin scratched its head with a perplexed expression.
The woman smiled at the Qilin. "Congratulations, as a doctor, I announce that you've recovered! You don't need to take medicine anymore! "
The Qilin faltered slightly upon hearing this before also smiling. "I finally don't need to take medicine anymore?"
"The spirit farm was extremely productive this time, and you've done a very good job taking care of it. Our debts have also been paid, and you're free now. You can leave!" The woman continued with a smile.
"Oh, that's great!" The Qilin smiled as well.
It had finally come to an end.
However, it felt like its heart was completely empty.
"By the way, you're quite powerful and talented, so why are you willing to live in a small city like this? You should go and see a bigger world. "The Qilin couldn't help but ask.
The woman shook her head with a smile. "I feel like I'm quite happy living here. I'm free, and I'm far away from battle and conflict. I like this kind of life."
The Qilin faltered slightly and didn't know what to say.
It looked at the woman under the candlelight. She was so gentle and beautiful, and she was so beautiful and refined.
She was like a kind and benevolent big sister who had seen through the world of mortals.
However, it knew that this woman's slap was very painful.
The Qilin was actually still confused about something, and it mustered up its courage. "When you slapped me, weren't you afraid that a perfect and powerful mythological beast like me would kill you because of my bad temper?"
"Pa!" Another resounding slap landed on his face.
The Qilin's face was burning with embarrassment.
The woman chuckled coldly. "How dare you?"
"I'm sorry!" The Qilin lowered its head.
An Lin: "…"
"By the way, when you're outside, don't bully people just because you're a mythological beast. You have to be a reasonable person, understand?" the woman cautioned.
The Qilin nodded instinctively. "Alright, I'll be sure to be reasonable!"
If other beasts were to see the ferocious Demonic Blood Qilin behaving like this, they would definitely be dumbfounded.
They chatted about many things that night.
The Qilin had never thought that a mythological beast like him would chat so much with a measly Soul Formation Stage cultivator. He felt like there was a lot more he wanted to say, and there was no end to their conversation.
The next day, they still bade farewell.
"Woman, if anyone bullies you, send a voice transmission to me!" The Qilin tossed a voice transmission talisman toward the woman.
"Alright, don't fight anymore. You looked so pitiful back then, what if you accidentally died?" the woman advised with a dainty smile.
The Qilin nodded before rising into the air.
He flew further and further away until he could no longer see the woman's figure, nor could he see what the spirit field looked like. She was finally leaving …
There was too much of a disparity between their cultivation bases. Their farewell today could be the last time they saw each other. Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye for mythological beasts, but for Soul Formation Stage cultivators, it could be the difference between life and death.
The Qilin heaved a faint sigh as he looked at the vast expanse of land in the distance.
After flying for a while, he couldn't help but lay a hand on his cheek.
"Sigh, it's just that after this farewell, she won't be able to slap me anymore …
"I really miss her slaps …"
A dejected expression appeared on the Qilin's face as his heart throbbed with pain.
An Lin: "???"
Uncle, did you expose some kind of weird fetish?
"She said that she wanted me to be a reasonable person, and I have done that. Next, I will be a 'person'!" The Qilin nodded, and with a shake of his body, he transformed into a rather handsome middle-aged uncle.
An Lin was astonished. Uncle, are you sure you're not mistaken? That woman must've had too many interactions with other people and spilled the beans!
"But will I never get another chance?
"What if she's bullied?
"What if she's unhappy and wants to speak her mind, but can't find someone to talk to?"
An Lin's heart jolted upon hearing this.
The Qilin was still murmuring to himself.
All of a sudden, his eyes lit up, and he slashed his own arm with his finger!
Splat! Blood sprayed forth!
Gasp … That hurt! The pain was so real.
A massive gash appeared on the middle-aged man's arm.
An Lin: "???"
"Hmm, I'm injured. I'll go to the Miracle Hand Clinic to find her for treatment.
"I have to hurry or my wound will heal!"
The middle-aged man turned around and flew toward Ling Gu City without any hesitation.
An Lin: "…"
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