Why not just find some immortal courtesans who sell their bodies in exchange for cultivation resources?
But You Su is upright and pure, how could she humiliate him like that? He is like a piece of unblemished jade, how could she seek those people to defile him?
He Shutong felt ashamed for even having such a thought, she suddenly felt deflated, her body half slumped as the cold pool water reached her lips, and You Su's sculpted profile was right in front of her eyes.
The one who could help him now, He Shutong knew from the moment this question arose, was only herself.
Those unrealistic methods she just considered were nothing but self-deception, a refusal to accept the truth...
You Su's painful murmurs became increasingly intense, and He Shutong finally heard clearly what he was saying:
"Master... I really... didn't mean it..."
