"You rogue, using this item to tempt me—are you trying to test if my Daoist heart is steadfast?" Xiang Xiangzi took a deep breath, then turned around with a radiant smile. "I am no one who forgets loyalty for gain. Besides, what I truly desire is not the Seven-Colored Stone, but you, Taiyi."
As she spoke, she reached out her fair fingers and lightly brushed Li Yi's cheek. Her sumptuous and delicate body took the opportunity to fall into his embrace.
She sought to reveal her most vulnerable side, proving that her intentions held no duplicity.
Li Yi took a step back to avoid her, then sat down cross-legged, gazing at the sea of clouds outside the window. "Immortal, the Primordial Spirit Flower resides within me. My soul has already perceived it. Since you are willing to entrust me with your life, I will not betray that trust. Otherwise, I wouldn't share the secrets of the Seven-Colored Stone with you."
