Starting from helping someone rob a wedding, he was forced to hide in the Sunset Sect

Duan Yandong and Wang Xichun came to the river bank, where many couples gathered, releasing their own river lanterns.

"I'll treat you to fun this time." Duan Yandong said.

They walked to a stall, Duan Yandong bought two river lanterns from the stall owner, and then handed one to Wang Xichun.

"You can make a wish when releasing river lanterns, but you can't tell others your wish, otherwise it will be invalid," said Duan Yandong.

"Really?" Wang Xichun asked curiously.

"It should be true." Duan Yandong replied.

The two gently placed the river lanterns into the water and watched them slowly drift away with the current.

Wang Xichun made a wish. She hoped that she could be with Duan Yandong forever.

Duan Yandong brought Wang Xichun to an open space, and fireworks bloomed in the night sky, shining like colorful stars.

Sparks flew and burst into gorgeous light.

Wang Xichun looked at the fireworks. It was the first time she had seen such a beautiful sight, and her eyes were sparkling.

Whether she was infected by the atmosphere or mustered up the courage, she tugged at the corner of Duan Yandong's clothes.

"I love you," she said amid the noise of fireworks.

Fireworks exploded in the night sky, dreamy colors intertwined, and brilliant lights illuminated the entire sky.

Golden sparks shine brightly and red flowers bloom.

The blue stars are flying quickly and the purple petals are falling slowly.

The white light flickers like neon, and the green light flows around the fingers.

Fireworks dancing in the night sky are like a poetic and romantic scene, telling stories in the most beautiful way.

Duan Yandong did not hear clearly what Wang Xichun had just said because the sound of the fireworks covered her voice.

But he could guess what she had just said.

He also wanted to say something, so he leaned over to Wang Xichun and said something. The girl blushed, thinking she had misheard.

The hand that was originally pulling the corner of her clothes was placed on Duan Yandong's hand, and the two of them began to hold hands.

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The two returned to the house, one sleeping on the bed and the other sleeping next to the bed.

Duan Yandong felt a hand shaking him. He opened his eyes and looked at Wang Xichun lying on the bed.

"I'm... so cold..." she said weakly.

Duan Yandong quickly touched her hands and forehead and found that she had a fever.

"Wait for me a moment. I'll make you some medicine."

He hurriedly opened the medicine cabinet, took out a few herbs, and then ran out of the house to boil the medicine.

After boiling the medicine, Duan Yandong returned to the bedside with the medicine soup in a small bowl.

Wang Xichun curled up in the quilt and shivered, trying to use the quilt to keep warm. She wrapped herself tightly in it and felt the cold penetrate into her bones.

Her fingers were as cold as ice, her cheeks were pale, she closed her eyes tightly, and there was a slight sweat on her forehead.

"Just drink this medicine and you'll be fine."

Wang Xichun sat up with difficulty. Duan Yandong fed her medicine with a spoon. She drank the medicine in small sips and felt her body gradually warming up.

"Are you feeling better?" Duan Yandong asked.

"Better."

Duan Yandong supported Wang Xichun and let her lie down slowly. He took out a quilt from the wooden box and spread it on the girl.

He touched Wang Xichun's forehead and said, "Go to bed early. I will make you another dose of medicine tomorrow."

She stretched out a hand, her voice pleading: "Can you hold me and sleep with me? I feel... so cold..."

He looked into Wang Xichun's eager eyes and felt her uneasiness.

Duan Yandong gently held her hand and said, "Okay."

She slowly closed her eyes. She felt Duan Yandong's warm embrace. Her breathing gradually became even and her heartbeat gradually stabilized.

On this quiet night, they snuggled up to each other and fell asleep.

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Wang Xichun's fever was not just an ordinary one. She had had a fever for several days in a row. Duan Yandong found a Qi Refining Realm cultivator in Baizhu County.

After carefully observing Wang Xichun's symptoms, the cultivator said, "This is indeed not an ordinary fever. This seems to be a special physical condition."

The cultivator took out a book from her storage ring and started reading. She remembered seeing similar symptoms to the girl lying in bed with a fever in this book.

"Found it, it's the Demonic Yin Body." She handed the book to Duan Yandong.

The Demonic Yin Body is a special body type that is naturally endowed with a weak demonic aura.

After the age of eighteen, their bodies begin to show abnormalities.

The most obvious symptom is a persistent fever, which lasts for a period of time and is accompanied by physical weakness and fatigue.

However, a crueler fate awaits them.

When they are thirty-five, they are doomed to die.

This is because the demonic energy brought by the Demonic Yin Body will continue to accumulate in the body, and will eventually cause the body to be unable to bear it and die.

In the past, some people have tried to practice magic to try to survive, but most have failed because they were unable to reach the fourth level of the Golden Core Realm before the age of thirty-five.

Why did you choose to practice magic?

Because they are born with demonic energy, this gives them a natural advantage when practicing magic.

For demon cultivators who have cultivated to the Golden Core Realm, a golden core will form in their dantian, which can help them absorb excess demonic energy in their bodies.

"I heard from an elder that there was a person with a demonic Yin body who practiced the immortal family's skills. He cultivated to the Golden Core Realm before the age of thirty-five, and he did not die because of this physique."

People with the Demonic Yin Body are not only able to practice magic skills, but their skills will improve faster by practicing magic skills.

Unlike the golden elixir of a demon cultivator, the positive energy contained in that person's golden elixir offset all the demonic energy in his body instead of absorbing it.

"But that happened hundreds of years ago, and there has been no news of a second person succeeding since then."

Duan Yandong asked hurriedly: "What can you do now to reduce her fever? She has had a fever for four days and there is no sign of the fever going down."

Duan Yandong knelt down. This was his second time kneeling. The first time was in front of the old doctor's tombstone.

"Please save her."

The cultivator sighed and said, "I can help reduce her fever, and I can help you get through this calamity, but she still has to face the calamity of death at the age of thirty-five."

"I only have one condition, that is, you cannot let her practice magic skills, and you cannot let her become a magic cultivator."

Although she was only a casual cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage, she still knew that the conflict between good and evil had been going on for thousands of years.

The person she didn't want to save would become a demon cultivator in the future.

"I promise you, please save her." Duan Yandong agreed to her request.

The wandering cultivator told him that perhaps a cultivator above the fifth level could save Wang Xichun.

However, cultivators of the Fifth Realm are all elders in small sects, and they cannot get in touch with them, let alone get help from cultivators of the Fifth Realm.

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The night was as dark as ink, covering the arch bridge.

Wang Xichun hugged Duan Yandong tightly, her tears rolling down his shoulders, heartache and reluctance intertwined in her voice.

"You must... write to me...," she said, her voice choking with sobs. "It doesn't matter if you don't... become a monk."

Duan Yandong wiped the tears from the girl's face.

"I will save you. You wait for me at home. I will come back to see you often after I become a monk."

"If you are not feeling well, don't go to work in the teahouse. I have sold all the medicinal herbs at home, and the money is in a wooden box at home. You can always keep some dried meat at home."

"The weather has gotten colder recently. Go back and rest early. You are weak now."

Duan Yandong carried his bag on his back, and Wang Xichun watched his figure gradually disappear into the distance, tears welling up in his eyes again.

"Remember what you said!" she shouted. "You can't lie to me!"

Duan Yandong turned around and looked at her, saying, "I will definitely come back to marry you."