82: Chapter 82 It's so good to have you as my disciple.

Mo Zixing pinched that Golden-patterned Medicinal Pill, hesitating to act.

The glaring negative effect on the System panel kept flashing before his eyes.

The cost-performance ratio of this Medicinal Pill seemed a bit low.

Sacrificing the vast majority of one's Lifespan just for this bit of bonus.

It felt less practical than using the System to roll for two traits.

Originally, he had been tempted to swipe the Medicinal Pill he'd refined for his own use.

But now, seeing the side effects, he lost all interest.

Only by living long can one become strong.

Only by living long can one enjoy life.

He would absolutely never touch something that shortened his Lifespan.

Liu Qingyan, in his arms, sensed his hesitation but assumed he was worried about her health.

She weakly lifted her eyes, her gentle gaze filled with pleading, as she tugged lightly on his sleeve:

"Zixing, I am fine."

"I have deduced this Pill Formula for a long time; I am well aware of the risks."

"I have been trapped at the second level of the Crystallization Realm for many years; I have no other path to choose."

Looking at his Revered Master, who had completely let down her guard, Mo Zixing could not help but recalculate.

He would not eat this Medicinal Pill.

After all, the side effects were too obvious.

That said, this Medicinal Pill could bring a boost to Luck.

If Liu Qingyan could truly consume this Medicinal Pill, she might gain an extra Luck trait.

If she carried a Luck trait... it might actually be more beneficial for him, Mo Zixing.

His mind was made up.

He finally sighed, pinched the Medicinal Pill, and brought it to her lips.

A trace of warmth flashed in Liu Qingyan's eyes as she parted her lips slightly and took the Medicinal Pill into her mouth.

Her lips were soft and cool; they accidentally brushed against his fingertips, causing both of them to pause slightly.

The Medicinal Pill dissolved the moment it hit her throat, and an excessively surging medicinal power instantly swept through her Meridians.

Golden pill patterns spread from her neck, wrapping around her entire body.

Liu Qingyan let out a muffled groan, subconsciously gripping Mo Zixing's hand tightly.

She closed her eyes, letting the medicinal power rampage through her Meridians.

The impact of the medicinal power caused excruciating pain throughout her body.

It cleansed her Dao foundation and Spiritual Root, while also devouring her Lifespan.

Holding his trembling Revered Master in his arms, Mo Zixing continuously channeled gentle Qi to help her stabilize the rampaging medicinal power.

He was still a bit curious about the specific effects of the Medicinal Pill.

With a thought, he simply opened Liu Qingyan's System panel.

He wanted to see if this Fate-defying Pill, which required such cumbersome refining methods, was truly as miraculous as the legends claimed.

As soon as the panel popped up, Mo Zixing could not help but raise an eyebrow.

Liu Qingyan's originally mediocre Luck traits had now undergone a massive upgrade:

The green-quality [Expert Woodchopper] had actually become the purple-quality [Blade Light Like a Shuttle].

The blue-quality [Alchemy Maniac] had also turned into the purple-quality [Alchemy Heart Dao Child].

Furthermore, a new Luck trait had appeared in her Acquired Luck column:

[Superior Luck (Gold)]: Possesses a considerable degree of Luck boost; one's fortune is far better than the average person.

Mo Zixing marveled inwardly.

Holy crap?

It actually works?

It could even turn a green trait directly into a purple one, and even added a gold Luck trait for free.

The gains were truly not bad.

At the same time, he also noticed that because Liu Qingyan now had Luck on her side, her favorability bar toward him had also been revealed.

Unsurprisingly, it was already at the full state of five hearts.

However, given the [Legacy] trait, it was also possible that her feelings for him were simply the appreciation of a Senior for a junior.

But that did not matter.

Either way was fine.

The System only said that full favorability could trigger extra rewards; it didn't mention any other requirements.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the person in his arms suddenly shuddered violently, interrupting his thoughts.

The medicinal power reached its peak.

The chronic ailments in Liu Qingyan's Dao foundation collided fiercely with the medicinal power of the Fate-defying Pill.

The two forces clashed within her slender Meridians.

She violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The warm blood splattered onto Mo Zixing's lapel.

Liu Qingyan's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and even her breathing became agonizingly weak.

"Revered Master."

Mo Zixing hurriedly held her softening body tighter.

Her panel refreshed simultaneously.

However, at the end of the Acquired Luck column, a glaring black trait had appeared.

[Lifespan Exhausted (Black)]

[Vitality continues to decay, Divine Soul constantly dissipates. Without a Realm Breakthrough or life-extending item, the remaining Lifespan is less than thirty days; death is certain at that time, with no possibility of reversal.]

What?

Only thirty days?

Mo Zixing looked at that pitch-black trait, his mind buzzing, and he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

It was a good thing he hadn't gambled and eaten this Medicinal Pill himself.

Liu Qingyan had gambled her Lifespan this time and ended up with only thirty days of life left.

If she were left to Cultivate on her own, how could a mere thirty days be enough for her to achieve a Breakthrough to the Golden Core Realm and extend her Lifespan?

At this moment, the person in his arms suddenly stirred slightly and slowly opened her eyes.

Her gaze was still somewhat unfocused; it took her a long while to focus on Mo Zixing's face.

Liu Qingyan weakly pulled out a faint smile, her voice intermittent yet filled with irrepressible joy:

"Zixing... the Medicinal Pill was a success."

"I can feel that the accumulation of medicinal properties caused by years of Alchemy has dissipated... my body feels light and airy."

She paused, her eyelashes drooping to hide the dimness in her eyes:

"It is just... the loss of vitality seems to be a bit more than I expected."

She had long been mentally prepared.

She just hadn't expected the backlash to be far more severe than her deductions.

Mo Zixing watched her forcing a smile, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"A bit more"? She only had one month of life left.

Of course her body felt light!

"It is fine, Revered Master, I am here."

He gently patted Liu Qingyan's back and softened his voice:

"If you are tired, then rest. Leave the rest to me."

"Okay."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyan actually nodded obediently, relying entirely on him to support her body.

She weakly raised her hand and pointed to the main chamber deep within the bedchamber:

"Zixing, I have no strength now... could you please carry me back to the room?"

Mo Zixing nodded, carefully picked up the person in his arms, and walked slowly toward the main chamber.

Liu Qingyan nestled in his arms, her head resting gently against his chest.

Her warm breath brushed against his lapel, carrying a faint scent of medicine:

"Having you as my Disciple... is truly wonderful."

Her soft body relied completely on him, her long eyelashes hanging quietly.

He carried her into the main chamber and carefully placed Liu Qingyan on the bed.

Liu Qingyan was completely exhausted; the moment she touched the bed, she fell into a hazy sleep.

Even while asleep, her fingertips still lightly hooked onto his hem, refusing to let go, as if she didn't want him to leave.

Seeing this, Mo Zixing thought for a moment.

He quickly made a decision.

He lifted the quilt and climbed in as well.