All of my Saint Cultivation vanished as if sinking into the sea, and she even knocked me out, stripped me, and imprisoned me in her medical center.
Although there were no torture tools or such devices restraining the body, Lu Jin'an noticed that this place was completely isolated by a Barrier.
What does Zhu Nanzhi want to do? Did she imprison me to satisfy her control desires?
"Does husband still remember... I am very happy." Zhu Nanzhi lowered her head and gazed softly into Lu Jin'an's eyes: "Does husband like me?"
"We agreed on three rules at the beginning." Lu Jin'an spoke with a blank expression.
"That's not important." Zhu Nanzhi turned her head to look at the Blood Pool: "The important thing is that I am very fond of husband and hope he never leaves me, but husband is unwilling."
As she finished speaking, she let go of Lu Jin'an, stood up, and walked up to him, looking down on him: "Furthermore, husband is actually cultivating the Demon Path, leaving me with no way to help him justify that."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jin'an, who was leaning against the edge of the Blood Pool, slightly lifted his eyelids. He was about to speak and inquire about his confusion when he saw Zhu Nanzhi raise her right hand and grasp in the air, summoning a long sword hidden in a white sheath into her hand.
Lu Jin'an squinted his eyes; he recognized this sword.
The 'Zhan Ming', the Immortal Sword of Qingmiao Palace, hasn't chosen an owner for a thousand years.
"Is husband familiar with this sword?" Zhu Nanzhi cradled Zhan Ming in her arms and tilted her head to look at him: "Husband is still at the Saint Realm Cultivation...
So, by that logic, is husband's name 'Lu An' fake? Or even his appearance?"
As she spoke, she approached him, seemingly intending to see if he had disguised himself, but then retracted her hand: "Forget it, that doesn't matter anymore."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jin'an, who was still trying hard to mobilize the spiritual power within his body, chuckled: "Planning to kill me?"
"If I kill husband, indeed he could stay by my side forever, but..."
As she spoke, a sickly blush surged onto Zhu Nanzhi's face, even revealing a maniacal crazed smile at the corners of her mouth.
She hugged Zhan Ming tighter, twirling around, the hem of her Hezi skirt fluttering, revealing a small section of white calf and embroidered shoes: "But if I kill husband, I will no longer be able to hear his voice, feel his body warmth, or understand his generosity..."
She stopped spinning, her face as blush-red as March peach blossoms, rubbing against the hilt of Zhan Ming, her sky blue eyes showing a sickly obsession as she gazed at Lu Jin'an.
"Therefore, I absolutely can't bear to kill husband. I just want to refine him into a Sword Spirit; that way, he can always accompany me, always be under my guidance and control~"
Lu Jin'an widened his eyes, his mind suddenly in disarray.
He initially just felt that Zhu Nanzhi's inexplicable possessiveness grew stronger and stronger as they interacted, but he never expected...
You're actually still a yandere?!
Lu Jin'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt like something was stuck in his throat.
"Husband~" Embracing Zhan Ming, Zhu Nanzhi smiled sweetly: "Isn't it touching? This has been my plan since I met husband, you know~
But husband cultivating the Demon Path gave me the courage to make a firm decision."
As Zhu Nanzhi spoke, she reached out to horizontally grip Zhan Ming, her watery eyes seeming to hem: "No matter how good Zhan Ming is, its hilt isn't as powerful as husband, and when husband is refined into a Sword Spirit, I can't feel his warmth anymore~
I have been hesitating, for Qingmiao Palace doesn't accept male disciples, making it impossible to openly bring husband back, and I will leave tomorrow~"
Zhu Nanzhi once again cradled Zhan Ming and twirled in joy: "But husband loves me dearly, helping me resolutely make up my mind still.
Husband must have deliberately not listened to my advice and cultivated the Demon Path here, then used this reason to let me refine him into a Sword Spirit~
Husband really dotes on me~"
She looked up at the ceiling, a kind of love appearing to float in her sky-blue pupils: "Ah~~~ I'm so happy~ and feeling so good that it's starting to feel a bit troublesome~"
Zhu Nanzhi caressed her legs, then lowered her head to look at Lu Jin'an again: "I will never let down husband's good intentions~"
Lu Jin'an stared in bewilderment at this crazy, love-obsessed monologue. Is her brain broken, too?
Did she really imagine all of that as my goodwill toward her?
But from her performance, Lu Jin'an thoroughly understood that her ultimate goal from the beginning was to refine him into the Sword Spirit of her Lifebound Immortal Sword.
This woman had a premeditated plan and not just a sudden impulse!
Realizing this, Lu Jin'an felt speechless; she has had the motive of refining him into a Sword Spirit from the start, yet dressed it up with a noble reason of 'cultivating the Demon Path'... heh, women!
In the silence, Lu Jin'an suddenly sensed a flash of cold light in front of him, and with a 'clang,' Zhan Ming was unsheathed in Zhu Nanzhi's hand, emanating bone-chilling Sword Qi.
Zhu Nanzhi giggled foolishly: "Originally, I wanted to deeply reminisce about husband here once more, but I suddenly feel like I've said a bit too much.
After all, husband is in the Tongsheng Realm; what if something unexpected happens?"
With those words, she inserted the sword scabbard into the floor, holding Zhan Ming as she stepped closer to Lu Jin'an, using her embroidered shoe-clad jade feet to spread his legs apart until she arrived at his thigh and stopped.
She raised her right hand, placing Zhan Ming's blade against Lu Jin'an's neck, her eyes filled with intense reluctance and the joy of being together forever.