Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Lin Zhiyao was very tired, and after receiving Shen Jin's promise, she drifted off to sleep.

In the dim candlelight, Shen Jin took a deep look at Lin Zhiyao's rosy, sleeping face, gathered his clothes, got up, and went to deal with Yao Yao's matter.

Shen Jin first separated a wisp of his divine sense and followed the familiar aura. Before long, he found Lin Zhiwan sitting with her knees drawn up in a cave.

Lin Zhiwan was protected by his divine sense, so although he fell off the cliff, he was not injured at all, and he was not harmed by the temperature difference in the mountains during his time in the cave.

"Lord Immortal Lord!"

Lin Zhiwan's eyes lit up, and she limped over, so excited she was almost incoherent, "Did you save me?"

Shen Jin nodded indifferently.

Too lazy to explain further, he waved his sleeve, put Lin Zhiwan into his Qiankun bag, sent her back to Cangwu Mountain and handed her to a maid, then left without saying another word.

We arrived at the main hall of Cangwu Mountain.

Shen Jin brought up the water mirror and reviewed the morning's events. He discovered that both Yao Yao and her sister had woken up this morning in a state of panic, as if they had had a nightmare.

Thinking of the elder who had suddenly visited Cangwu Mountain a few days ago while he was back in his family, Shen Jin already had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

Most likely, the nightmare energy was used to erode Yao Yao and her sister's consciousness, drawing out their deepest fears and anxieties, causing both of them to suddenly change their usual behavior on the same day.

Shen Jin let out a cold laugh.

"It's been a long time since I've used my methods on these old fogies to make them forget what happened before. They actually dare to interfere in my affairs."

Shen Jin flew away on his sword.

*

The proud and arrogant elder had his cultivation completely destroyed by Shen Jin, who ruined his dantian and made it impossible for him to cultivate immortality again. He was then thrown into a branch family that the elder had once bullied, making his life worse than death.

Seeing the elder's miserable state, the other members of the Shen clan dared not say anything more about Shen Jin and the ordinary village girl.

*

When Lin Zhiyao woke up again.

I was woken up by the heat.

She was covered by a light veil, soaking in a very hot bath, where you could even see bubbles rising from the surface.

"Hmm..."

Lin Zhiyao shifted uncomfortably, instinctively wanting to get out of the water, but a pair of large hands pressed down on her shoulders.

Then, he tightly hugged her waist and pressed her back into a strong chest.

Lin Zhiyao was still not clear-headed. She looked up in a daze and saw Shen Jin's handsome face. There were water droplets on his cheeks, whether from spring water or sweat, rolling down his jawline and dripping right onto her forehead.

"S-Sir, Immortal Lord..."

Lin Zhiyao's voice was a little nervous. The surrounding area was filled with rising hot steam, and she couldn't even see the water surface that was so close to her.

"woke up?"

Shen Jin's voice remained cold and clear, but his chest was burning hot. Lin Zhiyao even felt that his body temperature was higher than the hot spring water around him.

It seemed as if the hot spring was boiled by his body heat.

Before Lin Zhiyao could speak.

Shen Jin continued, "Yaoyao, do you remember you promised me you'd always be by my side?"

Lin Zhiyao's delicate body trembled in Shen Jin's arms, and she nodded gently, "Yes. I remember, Immortal Lord."

Anyway, she's just an ordinary woman, she can't cultivate immortality, she'll only last a few decades before she dies.

No, perhaps it won't take that long. After ten or twenty years, she will no longer be young and will gradually grow old.

Perhaps that was the time for her to leave with her sister.

Lin Zhiyao's lowered eyelashes trembled.

After a moment of silence.

"Yaoyao, the lifespan of mortals is no more than a hundred years. If you die or get sick one day, it will be a breach of contract."

Shen Jin said slowly.

Lin Zhiyao suddenly looked up, staring at Shen Jin in shock.

What's the logic behind this?

Can her natural death be considered a breach of contract? That's none of her business, not even the King of Hell's!

But then I thought, once you're dead, you're dead.

Could it be that Shen Jin can go to the underworld to demand someone back?

Lin Zhiyao felt relieved.

Shen Jin, perhaps sensing her thoughts, continued, "Yao Yao, do you remember what I told you? As long as your soul hasn't dissipated, I can keep you as a weapon spirit in my natal sword, or make you into a puppet, to accompany me forever."

Lin Zhiyao froze.

Become a puppet? Or have your soul trapped inside an inanimate object? From now on, you'll be all alone, never able to touch your sister again, nor the birds, the cats, or the dogs...

That would be too terrifying.

She'll go crazy.

Lin Zhiyao was terrified just thinking about it. She turned around abruptly, her soft, fair hands supporting Shen Jin's chest. Tears streamed down her face as she shook her head, her almond-shaped eyes filled with fear. "No, Immortal Lord, that's too terrifying. Please don't do this to me."

Shen Jin wrapped his arms around her slender waist, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Hmm, if I could, I wouldn't want to treat Yao Yao like this either. So, Yao Yao, you absolutely must become an immortal with me."

"In this way, we can be a divine couple forever, eternally loving and trusting each other."

Lin Zhiyao's almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, "My Lord, I... I really won't..."

"It's alright, Yao Yao, your husband will help you."

Shen Jin finished speaking.

Before Lin Zhiyao could react, a powerful and terrifying spiritual aura suddenly emanated from his palm.

Lin Zhiyao felt as if the hand pressed against her back could burn her through instantly. Her mind went blank, and she immediately lost consciousness.

Shen Jin held her tightly to prevent her from slipping into the pool.

The surging, terrifying spiritual energy continued to overflow from his palm, so pure and concentrated that it even produced strange phenomena. Occasionally, the spiritual energy that escaped would transform into pure spiritual birds, chirping and circling around the top of Cangwu Mountain.

Everyone with cultivation on Mount Cangwu was shocked to see the surging spiritual energy reaching straight into the sky. They were so overwhelmed by the terrifying spiritual pressure that they could only prostrate themselves on the ground, unable to lift their heads at all.

Shen Jin transformed these terrifying spiritual energies into docile sheep, and slowly reshaped Lin Zhiyao's bones and dantian along her meridians, which had become wider through the treatment with elixirs over the past few days.

This is defying fate and changing one's destiny.

Even with Shen Jin's extraordinary talent, the process was still very difficult and would be met with a huge backlash.

Shen Jin's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and blood trickled from his lips.

He was already at the half-step Mahayana stage, and within a hundred years, he would be able to enter the Mahayana stage, becoming the youngest Mahayana cultivator in history.

But now, he forcibly used his own cultivation to defy fate and change Lin Zhiyao's destiny. He used the method of empowerment to improve her cultivation, strengthen her body, and help her form the Golden Core, causing her to fall back to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

"Yaoyao..."

Shen Jin ignored the blood on his lips, and simply used his fingers to stroke Lin Zhiyao's eyes, which were still in pain from the forced core formation and body shaping, causing her to faint again. He covered her soft cheek with his palm, and his lowered fox eyes were filled with a possessive and obsessive fervor, like wildfire burning in the dark night.

"Yaoyao, because of you, my cultivation level plummeted, and because of you, I forcibly changed my path and started pursuing the Dao of the Sword again..."

"Have you figured out how you're going to pay me back?"

Shen Jin spoke to the unconscious Lin Zhiyao, a smile playing on his lips, and hugged her even tighter, "It's okay if you can't figure it out right now. Now that you're a cultivator, you'll have hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years to think it through and then give me a proper answer."

He wiped the blood from his lips, lowered his head and kissed Lin Zhiyao's bloodless lips, adding a touch of bright red to her pale lips, and then gently spread it with his fingertips.

Shen Jin gazed at the sleeping beauty in his arms, his fox-like eyes filled with an unyielding, deep darkness.

"Yaoyao, I believe you can give us both a satisfactory answer."