Chapter 10: The Gentleman's Friendship

Gao Xian had a problem: the original owner's memories were incomplete, and he couldn't remember many things or people.

This woman looked familiar, so the original owner must have known her.

But he didn't know what their relationship was.

Looking at the woman, he felt she wasn't entirely proper.

Since Zhu Qiniang came to find him last time, Gao Xian knew the original owner wasn't an easy person to deal with.

The woman tried to push the door open but found it locked from the inside.

She thought for a moment, then raised her hand and gently knocked on the door, "Xian, it's me..."

Her words were filled with intimacy, which made Gao Xian, who was inside the room, a bit flustered. He couldn't remember anything.

Gao Xian didn't want to open the door, but a wooden door couldn't stop a cultivator. This woman looked full of energy, and she was at least at the middle stage of Qi Cultivation.

If she forced her way in, it would be even harder to deal with.

After some consideration, Gao Xian decided to open the door and let her in. Just as he was thinking about how to greet her, the woman suddenly threw herself into his arms.

Gao Xian was startled, and the metal sword talisman in his left hand almost activated.

Fortunately, he was always cautious and knew the power of the talisman, so he didn't dare to use it lightly.

The woman, however, didn't know these things. She hugged Gao Xian warmly, "Xian, I miss you so much. Do you miss me?"

Her soft body felt like it was hiding a ball of fire, making Gao Xian almost unable to breathe. He naturally reached out to embrace her slender waist.

Through the layers of his Daoist robe, Gao Xian could clearly feel her smooth and tight skin, and the well-proportioned curves.

Gao Xian practiced the Great Puppet Spirit Technique with Sister Lan every day and had gained some practical experience.

Sister Lan, in terms of figure, appearance, temperament, charm, and even technique, was far superior to this woman.

However, the woman was a real person, and the psychological feeling was completely different.

Moreover, the woman was so fresh, at least to Gao Xian.

It's like someone who eats a full Manchu Han banquet every day wouldn't refuse a street snack occasionally.

In his previous life, Gao Xian was a corporate drone with little experience with women, but he was unusually introverted and passionate.

Faced with a woman who took the initiative, his heart immediately fluttered, and his hands moved uncontrollably.

As they breathed in each other's breath, their energies intertwined, and a memory flashed in Gao Xian's mind: the woman's name was Qingping, a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Cultivation, and the Crimson Blood Pill was bought from her...

Qingping and the original owner's relationship was a simple romantic one.

Gao Xian remembered Qingping's situation and immediately knew she wasn't a good person!

The reason was simple: the Crimson Blood Pill was extremely powerful. The original owner, although he managed to break through to the second level of Qi Cultivation, died due to the pill's effects.

Who would give such a pill to their friend?

Gao Xian consoled himself, deciding to cooperate to avoid revealing any inconsistencies.

Qingping, being hugged by Gao Xian, was about to make a move when Gao Xian's hand slid down her spine.

Afterward, Qingping collapsed on the bed, drenched in sweat.

The morning light filtered through the window paper, outlining her well-proportioned curves, making her glow.

Qingping was already fair-skinned, and the fine sweat made her look even more smooth, plump, and vivid, very beautiful.

Gao Xian didn't touch Qingping; he just helped her relax with a massage. He was certainly tempted, but thinking of the danger, he was a bit afraid.

No matter how good a woman is, life is more important.

Out of caution, this kind of interaction was more friendly and civilized, and it maintained a distance.

Qingping slowly came to her senses from the extreme pleasure, grabbed Gao Xian's hand, and asked curiously, "Little brother, when did you learn this trick? You're so naughty..."

Qingping's voice was soft and smooth, with a hint of laziness and a touch of coquettishness.

Although Gao Xian was wary of Qingping, he still felt flattered by her words.

How many men don't like being praised by women? Maybe some, but Gao Xian wasn't one of them.

Gao Xian didn't know what to say, so he just smiled politely.

Qingping clung to Gao Xian's arm and asked with concern, "Little brother, how is the Crimson Blood Pill working for you? Is the effect good?"

Mentioning the Crimson Blood Pill, Gao Xian immediately calmed down. The original owner died because of this pill.

If this woman really cared about the original owner, she wouldn't have given him such a powerful pill.

Qingping, nestled in Gao Xian's arms, couldn't see his changed expression.

She was still immersed in the afterglow of pleasure, and her senses were dulled.

"Little brother, you're still young, with a solid foundation. You can use the Crimson Blood Pill to quickly improve your cultivation.

"Especially now that you're at the second level, which is a critical stage for strengthening your bones and blood. The Crimson Blood Pill is perfect for you.

"While I can still get it, you should buy a few more as a backup..."

Gao Xian sighed inwardly, thinking he had a casual fling, but it turned out to be a drug pusher.

Buy more? One was already deadly! This woman really didn't care about death.

He said with difficulty, "The Crimson Blood Pill is good, but I don't have the money. I still haven't figured out how to make up for the loss from the last purchase!"

Qingping turned her head, hugged Gao Xian's neck, and said with concern, "You're a pill master with a bright future. Why stay in a small pharmacy? Come with me, and I'll help you find a place to refine pills. It will be much better than staying in the pharmacy."

Gao Xian was a bit panicked. This woman was not only a drug pusher but also a human trafficker!

He hurriedly refused, "That's not possible. My master will kill me."

Qingping sighed and gently stroked Gao Xian's face, "You're a grown man, you don't always have to listen to your master..."

Gao Xian shook his head, "A day as a master, a lifetime as a father."

Although the master in his memories was strict and even cold, he was still more reliable than this woman.

Seeing Gao Xian's determination, Qingping could only say, "Don't worry, I'm always here for you. Whenever you're ready, come find me."

The conversation wasn't going well, and Qingping quickly dressed, her attitude toward Gao Xian noticeably colder.

"Do you still have any White Dew Pills? Give me some."

"I don't have any left. I used all the White Dew Pills to trade for the Crimson Blood Pill."

Gao Xian shook his head. Even if he had them, he wouldn't give them to Qingping.

He saw through her; she took everything without any courtesy. He didn't know how the original owner got involved with such a person.

Qingping was clearly even more unhappy. She suppressed her anger and said, "You need to refine more White Dew Pills. I need them urgently."

Gao Xian was also a bit unhappy. He didn't owe her anything, and he hadn't even charged her for the massage!

Not to mention, the original owner's death was on her head. This woman was still making so many demands, thinking he was a pushover.

With Sister Lan by his side, damn it, he wouldn't lick anyone's boots!

Qingping noticed Gao Xian's bad mood and realized her tone was too harsh.

She playfully poked Gao Xian's chest, "A man should have a broad mind. Don't show your displeasure on your face. I'm doing this for you!"

She then took out a yellowed book from her chest and handed it to Gao Xian, "I found the spell you wanted."

She emphasized, "This is a gift from me!"

Gao Xian took the book and couldn't help but smile, "Thank you, Sister Qingping."

Qingping found it amusing how quickly his mood changed.

But it was good; a childish personality was easy to manipulate.

Sigh, this face is really handsome, and he's articulate and skilled! She really didn't want to let him go.

Qingping affectionately stroked Gao Xian's face, "Practice well, I'll come see you in a few days..."

(End of Chapter)