"Meridian disorder, depleted spiritual energy..."
After finishing the diagnosis for Shang Can, Wan Shao leaned back in her chair, pointing her finger at him with a fierce expression. "With your current condition, you're even worse off than that ancient tree demon in the Bi Luo Huang Quan that has lived for nearly a thousand years."
"Well, I can't compare to them; I certainly won't live for a thousand years."
Completely unaware of her criticism, Shang Can innocently lowered his sleeves and asked, as if it didn't concern him, "Your statement makes me feel like it's not that big of a problem... Is it hard to treat?"
Wan Shao furrowed her brows and pondered for a moment before sighing softly, "... It's not too difficult, considering how troublesome you've been in the past."
There was a hint of resignation in her words, and Shang Can pretended to tidy up the white cloth on his body, hiding a smile. Knowing that he had often given this friend a headache over the years, he rarely apologized sincerely and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you again. I'm really sorry."
"Alright, alright, enough with the formalities."
Not fond of trivial courtesies, the demon lord waved her hand dismissively and impatiently pressed on, "First, tell me why you used so much spiritual energy back at Yan Yang, burning that area in the countryside to such an extent?"
Before Shang Can could respond, she hurriedly added, "I heard you had no choice after encountering Qin Yi, but don't try to fool me with that excuse."
"Yun Zhong Jun might believe you unconditionally, but I won't." The self-proclaimed clear-headed demon lord crossed her arms warily, casting a suspicious look at Shang Can. "You know your body can't handle too much strain; you've been cautious all these years. I can understand your helplessness in the ghost realm, but when you encountered Qin Yi, you were in Yan Yang."
"There were plenty of people from the Outer World in Yan Yang. If you didn't want to make a move, there were many ways for you to escape."
Wan Shao's voice grew stern, "You'd better come clean. If you dare to use 'I didn't think of a way' as a rough excuse to fool me, you're finished, Shang Can."
With all escape routes blocked, Shang Can inwardly lamented how much the demon lord had improved over the years; she was no longer the naive demon that could be easily persuaded with simple reasons.
After contemplating for a while, Shang Can finally sighed and admitted, "... I did have the intention to kill when I acted."
Wan Shao was completely unsurprised and prompted her to continue, saying, "I see. Just yesterday when we arrived here, didn't we mention that Yun Cheng had experienced a demon tide?"
"I remember." Wan Shao thought for a moment and replied, "That was the demon tide that brought you and Yun Zhong Jun together, right? Why bring it up now?"
Shang Can tilted her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the table. After listening intently to the sounds around her, she only spoke in a low voice after confirming no one was outside.
"Maybe it's just my bad luck, but I've encountered two demon tides, something most people might never see in their lifetime."
Feeling tense due to her secretive demeanor, Wan Shao instinctively lowered her voice and exclaimed, "That's so unfortunate! I've always thought you had terrible luck; it seems I was right!"
"..."
Even though Shang Can's eyes were covered by the white cloth, Wan Shao somehow felt she had just rolled her eyes beneath it. Containing her expression, Shang Can continued, "The first time was in Yun Cheng, but I didn't have a direct confrontation with the demon tide; I only saw some of its residual effects at the end."
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FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it with AI and polished it. Link: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5309619 Official Synopsis: Shang Can transmigrated into the cultivation world as the chief disciple of an...