Chapter 109: Drive Him Out

All three people on this trip were injured and needed proper recuperation, especially Li Zhi'an, who had used his Spirit Bone to save someone and suffered quite severe internal injuries.

Ye Wujin also suffered heavy losses this time and would certainly be unable to stir up any more trouble in the short term.

Cheng Xi went to Ji Muzhi's place to borrow a Pill Furnace; the Phoenix Fire was very reluctant to come out and work overtime, and once a batch of Pills was finished, she ran straight back into Cheng Xi's dantian and refused to come out again.

Cheng Xi:...

Fine then.

Baohua was over at Li Zhi'an's place. Seeing Cheng Xi return with the Pill, she immediately jumped over, squatted on her shoulder, and said, "The Prince is asleep, but he doesn't look too good."

Cheng Xi nodded, "You go rest too; I'll go deliver the medicine to him."

Baohua jumped off her shoulder and hopped away.

Cheng Xi watched her back with her eyes slightly raised, then pushed open the door to the east wing, only to see Li Zhi'an walking out draped in an outer robe; the two met eyes instantly.

The jade bottle in Cheng Xi's hand glowed with a warm luster, and the bronze bell at the corner of the eaves suddenly chimed without any wind. The hem of the outer robe Li Zhi'an was wearing was still stained with star dust; that was a sign of Spirit Bone backlash—when the Heavenly Witch Clan bloodline loses control, the dissipating spiritual power condenses into Star Residue.

"The Ice Crack Pattern at your heart pulse," Cheng Xi hooked a round stool over with her toe and sat down, the medicine bowl making a crisp clinking sound as she set it on the eight-immortals table, "has spread to what stage?"

The candlelight flickered abruptly, and Li Zhi'an's fingertips, which were tying his robe, paused; beneath the collar of his moon-white undergarment, icy blue veins were faintly visible, like frozen blood vessels.

He turned to fiddle with the Star Dial Instrument by the window, the bronze needle trembling at the midnight position: "It's nothing, it will be fine in a few days."

The sound of a porcelain cup shattering interrupted his words; Cheng Xi pinched a half-piece of broken porcelain, bright red blood beads dripping onto the blue brick floor along her fingertips, "Slipped."

Li Zhi'an:...

"Li Zhi'an, eat the Pill first." Cheng Xi handed the jade bottle over and looked at him.

Li Zhi'an looked at Cheng Xi, wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing; he reached out, took the jade bottle, opened it, took out a Pill, and swallowed it. As the pill entered his body, a warm aura overflowed from his dantian, and his cold body slowly began to warm up.

Cheng Xi sat beside him, "You knew our marriage was fake from the start."

Li Zhi'an's brow furrowed.

"Now that we are out of Jindu and I am no longer in danger, this marriage should also have a conclusion," Cheng Xi added.

The corners of Li Zhi'an's lips pursed slightly, "What do you want to do?"

"Li Zhi'an, I don't want a fake fiancé."

Fake?

Li Zhi'an thought to himself that this was not wrong; although others didn't know, they knew it themselves.

He looked at Cheng Xi, "I said back then that I was serious about this marriage; if you insist on treating it as fake, there is nothing I can do. Are you trying to break off the engagement with me?"

Once the words "break off the engagement" came out, the atmosphere felt a bit off.

Back then, it was Jiang Weiran breaking off the engagement with Cheng Xi that led to the series of troubles that followed; the words "break off the engagement" were truly somewhat grating.

Cheng Xi looked at Li Zhi'an's livid face and suddenly smiled, her voice softening significantly as she looked at him: "Besides breaking off the engagement, haven't you thought that I might want to redefine our engagement?"

"What do you mean?" Li Zhi'an didn't understand for a moment.

"Of course, it's because I like you that I want to be engaged, not because of trouble."

Li Zhi'an was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Cheng Xi.

Cheng Xi reached across half the table and grabbed Li Zhi'an's hand, "You are the second person besides my Master who has been this good to me. Li Zhi'an, although I don't really understand what love is, if I must get married, I would be very happy if you were the groom."

Li Zhi'an subconsciously gripped Cheng Xi's hand back. After the shock, those peach-blossom eyes gazed at Cheng Xi with a burning brilliance, "I thought you were a stone that would never be enlightened in this lifetime."

Cheng Xi:...

There's really no need to praise me like that!

Li Zhi'an wouldn't ask why Cheng Xi suddenly changed her mind; anyway, anyone who fell into his bowl shouldn't even think about flying out again.

He looked at Cheng Xi and said, "Tomorrow I will ask the Dean to be a witness, and you and I will draw up a new marriage contract."

"Alright." Cheng Xi agreed readily.

The previous marriage contract hadn't been very fair to Li Zhi'an.

And the motive hadn't been pure either.

Cheng Xi looked at Li Zhi'an's sparkling eyes, and her heart softened instantly; moreover, her heart was beating quite fast at this moment.

So, liking someone really does make your heartbeat accelerate uncontrollably.

Although Li Zhi'an looked calm on the surface, Cheng Xi caught a faint scent of blood; she stood up abruptly, grabbed Li Zhi'an by the collar, and reached out to probe slightly.

Li Zhi'an's whole body stiffened.

Cheng Xi's hand brushed over the back of his neck, her brows knitting together; she pulled back Li Zhi'an's collar and saw wisps of blood seeping out from the Fish Scale Pattern on the back of his neck.

"It's nothing, don't worry," Li Zhi'an said.

Cheng Xi looked at him, "You say it's nothing, so does that mean you've suffered injuries like this before?"

That wasn't it!

Seeing Li Zhi'an's silent expression, Cheng Xi sneered, pressed him down to sit, and swept her palm over the wound until the bloodstains gradually disappeared.

Her fingertips brushed over the scale pattern, and finding nothing unusual about Li Zhi'an, she said softly, "It's really strange; the Heavenly Witch Clan's Spirit Bone is related to the scale pattern—could your ancestors have eaten a dragon?"

Li Zhi'an felt the taut skin on the back of his neck slowly relax; the warm force made him feel very comfortable, as if his whole body had been soaked in a hot spring.

Hearing Cheng Xi's words, he replied, "Perhaps."

"The Heavenly Witch Clan's spiritual power is pure; how could it easily be tainted by karma? And the scale pattern isn't necessarily from the Dragon Clan," Cheng Xi said.

"My mother never told me about these things," Li Zhi'an said.

Cheng Xi fixed Li Zhi'an's collar and sat opposite him, saying, "Let's talk about it later; your recuperation is the priority right now, and there is still much to be done. Take one Pill every day, and I will check on your condition again in three days."

"Alright."

Cheng Xi stood up, "I'm leaving; it's getting late, time to rest."

Li Zhi'an got up to see her off; Cheng Xi said goodbye with light steps and was out the door and back in her own room in a few moments.

Li Zhi'an:...

Leaving so decisively—as expected of her.

But it did not matter; he was very happy today.

Regardless of why Cheng Xi wanted to renew the engagement with him, this time it was real.

It was real!

Li Zhi'an did not sleep all night, and at dawn, he went straight to Jiang Zhongqiao's place, called him out of bed, and made him write a marriage contract!

Jiang Zhongqiao:...

Going crazy so early in the morning!

Hadn't these two already gotten engaged? Why did they need to write a marriage contract again!

Li Zhi'an didn't care about Jiang Zhongqiao's dark expression; he stepped through the morning glow back to Qingtian Peak, holding a marriage contract in his hands as he stood in the courtyard.

Cheng Xi pushed the door open and came out, seeing Li Zhi'an standing there; curious, she walked over, and before she could speak, she saw the marriage contract in his palm.

She was stunned.

"You..." Cheng Xi truly did not know how to express her current mood.

Didn't Dean Jiang beat him out?