Chapter 122: 122

They all called her Liao Tingyan, not Shi Yan.

As soon as the screen turned, Shi Qiandu came to a strange place. Her father, Shi Qianli, was fighting with Sima Jiao, but he was obviously unable to fight, and was forced to retreat again and again. There were flames everywhere, erupting. The fire pulp was overwhelming.

Sima Jiao ridiculed him unscrupulously, but his expression changed when he heard Shi Qiandu’s words, “The woman next to you is also on Supreme Profound Peak, and she will die with us when we die!”

Shi Qiandu’s laughter was a little dazzling in the apocalyptic explosions and scorched earth flames.

Shi Yan saw everything turn dark in front of her, and after she recovered, she was already held in Sima Jiao’s arms with her head resting on his chest.

“Her cultivation base is higher than yours. If I let you search more, you can only see a glimpse,” Sima Jiao’s cold fingers pressed on her temples, firmly supporting her head. Not knowing what he did, Shi Yan felt that she was a lot better all at once, and her headache gradually disappeared.

She came out of Sima Jiao’s arms. Shi Qiandu’s eyes got muddy and she drooled as if she had lost her mind.

Mind-searching was a domineering technique. Unless the caster had a much higher cultivation base than the castee, it would not succeed. If one was not careful, they may face backlashes. The mind-searcher may get silly, or their soul may fly away. But Shi Yan hadn’t heard of someone who could bring others with them to search in their mind. This kind of high-end technique was too dangerous.

“Do you trust me now?” Sima Jiao asked her.

Shi Yan nodded, “I believe I am Liao Tingyan.”

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, that irritable old Shi Qianli who had lived with her for several years was not her father, so Liao Tingyan was not too pitiful. Her father was the kind that wanted her to be a cannon fodder, who kept instilling hatred in her.

Sima Jiao looked at her for a long time. They left the place and walked around the Forbidden Palace. Sima Jiao looked at her with that thoughtful look, “You still don’t believe that you are Liao Tingyan.”

Liao Tingyan was serious, “No, I really believe that I am Liao Tingyan.” Look, she even changed her claim.

Sima Jiao laughed, “Of course you are Liao Tingyan, but now I started to suspect that Liao Tingyan is not you.”

He should not understand.

Sima Jiao: “Since I met you, you are like this. No matter what your name is, I will not mistake you for someone.” 

He sighed, “I did not admit it, because I am smart, and will never be wrong.”

Liao Tingyan: “…”? Your mother? One more thing, I will not be this Liao Tingyan.

Sima Jiao: “Do you know why I can’t mistake you?”

Liao Tingyan smirked, “Why?”

Sima Jiao pretended he hadn’t heard her scolding him in her heart, and pointed a finger on her forehead, with a very natural and proud expression, “Because we are cultivators, this mark lies in your soul. Who do you think I am? I will recognize you even if you are in another body now.”

Liao Tingyan was taken aback and panicked. What? The body was not hers, but the soul was hers. What did he mean by that?

Sima Jiao heard her yelling in her heart, stayed calm, and smiled more meaningfully, “Why do you think you are not vigilant to me? You should be able to feel that you are subconsciously relying on me and getting close to me, even before you didn’t know the truth, your subconscious was more willing to believe in me. Because there are still flowers that belong to me in your spiritual palace.”

Her current appearance was a bit like when she was almost frozen, being suddenly held down after she became an otter.

Liao Tingyan still knew the basic techniques of Spiritual Palace and Divine Soul. Just because she knew it, she started to feel bad. Did she take the dog-blood (m.cliche) amnesia stand-in for granted? In this kind of high cultivation world, the soul was more advanced than the body. The boss almost pulled the soul out of the body empty-handed. After seeing this scene, she had no doubt that the boss could also pull her soul out of the body. 

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Such a boss would not notice that his girlfriend had changed core?

No, she couldn’t think about it anymore. She would get a headache if she thought about it.

Sima Jiao smiled and wiped the sweat from her forehead, put his fingers on the back of her neck, and asked her, “Is it very unreal?”

Liao Tingyan couldn’t put a fake smile anymore. She really felt a little imaginary. How arrogant and confident she was these days?

“So you want to know what Liao Tingyan’s relationship with me is?”

The food, drink and sleep in the past few days made her not see that she was trapped in the enemy camp. So Sima Jiao specially spread it out to let her rest. Now that she had rested, he started to settle accounts all at once. 

Sima Jiao: “You have taken a good rest these days, and something should indeed be resolved.”

Liao Tingyan was shocked. It was indeed true!

Sima Jiao leaned close to her, pressed her shoulders, and muttered in her ear, “We have to restore your cultivation skills and heal your wounds for you.”

Liao Tingyan: “…” With such an ambiguous tone, she thought of things that were not harmonious, such as double cultivation. Originally, according to the basic law, healing was generally based on double cultivation, which was the standard for love stories in the cultivation world.

But she was not ready yet. ‘’Who am I?‘‘ The ultimate philosophy had not yet been figured out! Liao Tingyan’s brain stormed into a healing scene of two naked palms touching a bunch of flowers. After returning to her senses, she found that Sima Jiao was laughing wildly while holding the large pillar next to him.

Liao Tingyan: “…” For the first time, I realized that I may have this hobby.

She calmly restrained her thoughts. Hearing the hero next to her take two steps and snort, she seemed to be mad.

Finally…healing wounds was not by double cultivation, but by taking drugs.

Sima Jiao sat opposite her, placed the medicine bottles in three rows from high to low, and said, “Eat.”

There was medicine in the bottles. She thought it was a perfumed pearl when she poured it out. If she had to swallow a big ball, she would choke to death.

Liao Tingyan looked at the pile of medicine bottles and thought to herself, it would be better to eat so many medicines than double cultivation.

Sima Jiao overturned a bottle, let it roll to Liao Tingyan, and said, “It’s sweet.”

Although this person was not too picky about what to eat, and loved everything, she never ate when she was suffering. She was a lazy person who was afraid of hardship, pain and tiredness.

Liao Tingyan: “…” Hey, do you think I am a kid and you can lie to me? The pill is very bitter, and I have eaten them for the past few years.

Sima Jiao tossed down another bottle, straightened his sleeve, “The highest-grade pill is sweet.”

Was that true? Liao Tingyan was dubious and tried to eat one.

It turned out to be really sweet!

She didn’t know that several top alchemists in the Demon Realm, in order to satisfy the demon lord’s unreasonable demands, made these pills sweet in this short period of time, and had almost lost their hair.

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