Chapter 588 His name
The saint in front of him was just a young girl, and she was indeed just a young girl, not some Tianshan Tonglao who had the appearance of a young girl but had actually lived for thousands of Saint was brought back from the Wuyuan Forbidden Land by the Demon Lord and raised by him since childhood. This is witnessed by the entire Demon Realm and cannot be false.
Is it really reasonable for the Saint Girl to have such an exaggerated level of cultivation at such a young age...
Ranran swallowed her saliva. She now admired Qin Siyi a little.
Facing the most terrifying killing weapon in the world, he could actually be jealous and angry at her every day. Wasn't he afraid that the Saint would get impatient and kill him directly...
"Are you afraid?"
The saint's expression remained unchanged, even the gaze she gave Ranran did not change.
But Ranran felt palpitations from this unchanging state that was like a pool of stagnant water.
Because her state of mind had changed, after knowing the Saint's strength, she could no longer treat the Saint with the same attitude as before.
Just like when a tiny insect faces a human, if the insect had consciousness, it would be afraid that the person in front of it would suddenly get interested and crush it to death.
Ranran is such a bug at the moment, and at the same time she is also a bug that cannot die.
She still has a lot to accomplish.
This is where the strong fear of death in her heart at this moment comes from.
"Knowing your strength, it's natural for me to feel fear." Ran Ran tried to keep himself calm and decent.
The saint suddenly stretched out her hand to her. Her pure white hand looked like it was carved from jade without a trace of impurities.
Ranran didn't understand the meaning of this action, but she hesitated and placed the big hand belonging to Shen Yanwen in the palm of the saint's hand.
The saint smiled, "Do you feel it?"
Ranran was about to ask what the feeling was when he heard the saint say softly.
"There is temperature."
"I am a human being, flesh and blood."
The Saint took back her white hand and said calmly: "At the same time, I am still a person who does not like to kill people, so you don't need to be afraid."
Ranran's mouth twitched when she heard this, and she didn't know how to respond.
The saint should also know that her words were not very convincing, and was about to skip this topic, but Ranran said sincerely.
"I know I might sound a little annoying, but I really need to make sure you're not kidding?"
"No, I'm not joking." The saint replied with the same sincerity.
"I know what you're wondering."
"My age and my level of cultivation are extremely mismatched. The mismatch is beyond reason."
Yes, Ranran nodded silently in her heart. This was the unreasonableness she felt. She was afraid to ask directly because she was afraid that the saint would feel that she had offended her.
As it turned out, the Saint didn't seem to mind.
"But this is reasonable from a general perspective." The Saint's voice was neither hurried nor slow. "Common sense holds that a person's cultivation and age are proportional to a certain extent. Even if they are not completely proportional, it will not lead to such an extreme situation as mine."
Ran Ran nodded silently, and the Saint smiled and said, "But as long as you look at it from a different angle, everything will make sense."
"I am sick."
"If we look at this matter from a negative perspective, wouldn't it be less difficult to understand?"
Ran Ran thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true.
Negative rationality is irrational in the eyes of common sense.
She was still thinking when she heard the saint say softly.
"The Wushan selection led by the Demon Lord is to find an antidote for me, and the familiar is my antidote."
Perhaps the impact of the Saint's cultivation on Ranran was too great, and now that she finally understood the truth about Wushan's selection, she didn't seem so shocked anymore.
Another reason is that she had guessed the truth. People always have a purpose in doing things, and Demon Realm cannot focus on charity, otherwise why is it called Demon Realm? It should be renamed as a charity foundation.
Disciples from various major sects can obtain countless benefits by becoming the Saint's followers, but the Saint will definitely gain something from it as well.
After the saint briefly explained the concept of "giving spirit" to Ranran, Ranran completely understood what kind of selection she was going through.
The Demon Lord does not have as many purposes as the mortal dynasties in selecting concubines, such as the interests of all parties, balance and constraints, and the previous dynasty and the harem. He has only one purpose.
He wanted to help the saint relieve her pain.
Ran Ran had not yet forgotten the Saint’s description of the Wushan selection. “Just now you said that this selection was led by the Demon Lord?”
The saint nodded.
Ran Ran felt something was wrong, "Didn't you choose?"
"The person I want to choose has already been chosen."
After the Saint finished speaking, Ran Ran suddenly thought of the man who looked similar to Shen Yanwen, "Yes..."
"it's him."
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Memories flashed through the Saint's eyes, "In fact, he is a perfect candidate, and the Demon Lord is also very satisfied."
"Perhaps he is the only one in this world whose physique can withstand the spiritual energy in my body."
Ranran immediately understood that Yun Daozi, whom Gu Fan had mentioned before, and Qin Siyi, who had extremely poor aptitude, probably made such rapid progress in their cultivation because the Saint had given them spirits.
"Master Yi can't bear it?"
The Saint shook her head, "He is more fragile than the clouds in the sky. If I breathe too lightly or too heavily, it will kill him when I give him the spirit."
“So it was only tried twice.”
Ran Ran opened her eyes wide, "Is there a second time for something this difficult?!"
"The second time he asked me to do it." The Saint said softly, "He knelt outside the temple for several days."
"Even if I saved him from the snow and wind, his body wouldn't be able to bear it."
There were so many things that surprised Ran Ran that she didn't know what to be surprised about. After a while, she just said, "...Master Yi is quite stubborn."
"Stubborn?" The Saint opened her eyes slightly. "I have never heard of such a word to describe a person. Does it mean stubborn donkey?"
Ran Ran nodded vigorously, and the Saint Girl immediately laughed, "It really suits him."
"It's no use for me to talk to him when he's stubborn."
Ran Ran sighed, "It's so difficult. What Lord Yi did to embarrass you can't be because..."
"Guilt." The Saint took over the conversation, "He feels guilty that he is a familiar but cannot play the role of a familiar."
"At the same time, he felt guilty for seeing me in pain and not being able to do anything about it, which he told me because I had never experienced that emotion."
Ran Ran's gossip spirit was burning, "Isn't there any on that person too?"
The Saint thought for a long time before shaking her head, "No, he did feel pain, and he even felt pain because of me, but I don't feel guilty."
"I just want him to stop suffering and be with me."
The saint seemed to recall the time she had spent with that man before, "I know clearly what will happen after his suffering ends."
"He would leave me, and he did."
Ran Ran was confused, "So what is the reason?"
The saint looked into Ranran's eyes, as if she was looking at another person through Shen Yanwen's skin.
"I'll tell you his name and you'll understand."
"Gu Qingjue."
"That's his name."
