“You can try.” Qing Yu replied with a harmless looking face.

Lou Jun Yao gave a helpless look and let her go. [The little one only looks mild tempered and gentle on the outside, she might very well be hiding some nasty idea in her mind to play a trick on him!]

[Better not go too far with the teasing.]

Qing Yu saw that he was dressed in a deep purple robe that he did not usually wear, making him look more mysterious and unfathomable. That was when she came to realize that the scrap of black cloth she spotted earlier was something a particular beast had carelessly left behind from before.

“I heard that you went back to Cloud Heaven over this period?” Qing Yu then asked.

“Mm. Found two fragments of Aunt Lan’s spirit soul and I have already placed them in Spirit Nourishing Orbs.”

Qing Yu was taken aback a moment. She had not thought that he had gone back for that. “Thank you.”

Lou Jun Yao laughed. “Thanks for what? This is something that I want to do all along.”

“No matter what, I am still grateful to you.” Qing Yu said with a serious face.

Seeing that, Lou Jun Yao lifted an eyebrow. “How are you going to thank me?”

“What do you want?” Qing Yu countered.

Lou Jun Yao contemplated about it for a while, like he was deep in thought. “Why not, you offer yourself up in marriage?”

Qing Yu’s eyes suddenly darkened, never having expected that the scoundrel would carry on the joke even further, where she then raised up a hand to slap the man on his chest.

In the very next second, she saw the shade of the man’s face change, his originally rosy complexion turning deathly pale as the tall slender figure started to tilt to one side, almost falling off the tree.

Qing Yu quickly scrambled to grab at his hand and pulled him back. “Are you pretending to try to trick me again? I did not use that much force just now and you put on a look like you’re gravely injured.....”

[Something’s not right. Why is the pulse so weak?]

“You’re injured?” Qing Yu was immensely shocked.

Because he was afflicted with the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Curse and the Emotion Devouring Curse before, the fella’s body had taken quite a beating and his current powers was only half of what they truly were, never so weakened before. And now, his pulse had fallen into such a chaotic state.

Qing Yu’s brows furrowed tightly together. “Who could possibly be able to injure you at all?”

Lou Jun Yao said rather helplessly. “It’s nothing. I was merely ambushed by a beast. It’s just a scratch.”

Qing Yu looked at him out of the corner of her eyes. “You’re lying. After you were wounded, you had clearly fought with another person, and that is why your pulse is in such complete disarray. You must have overexerted your spirit powers to become so weak now.”

The expression on Lou Jun Yao’s face was one of utter surprise. “You can really see all that?”

[This explanation he gave, was one that Bai Zhi Yan did not even suspect in the slightest. And just by feeling his pulse, she is able to diagnose so much?]

Qing Yu scoffed coldly. “As an outstanding Elixir Cultivator, if I can’t even see this much, I might as well change my profession.”