In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Li Zimo smiled slightly, with a sly glint in his eyes:

"That's fine. What matters to me most isn't your looks, but fate. Since fate brought us together, it means we're destined to be together."

Fu Sirui retorted:

"You can't have it all, then."

Li Zimo smiled and said, "Why not? As long as the other party doesn't refuse, and I like it myself, why can't I accept it?"

After hearing this, Fu Sirui couldn't help but feel annoyed:

"You are using strong words to make sense."

Li Zimo laughed:

"Children make choices, adults naturally want them all."

Fu Sirui was amused by his words and said coquettishly:

"You're so abominable."

Li Zimo touched her head lovingly:

"You're so cute."

Fu Sirui blushed and turned away pretending to be angry:

"Huh, I'm ignoring you."

However, Li Zimo smiled gently and put his arms around her waist.

Fu Sirui patted his hand, but seeing that he didn't move, she had no choice but to let him get so close to her.

There was a hint of hesitation and uneasiness in Fu Sirui's voice. She asked in a low voice:

"Li Zimo, what if we don't have feelings for each other?"

Li Zimo smiled slightly, with a sly look in his eyes:

"If the quality isn't good enough, then we can only rely on frequency. Spend more time together, get to know each other better, and perhaps feelings will slowly develop."

Fu Sirui frowned: "How long will it take?"

Li Zimo spread his hands and said, "I don't know. It depends on our fate and efforts."

Fu Sirui murmured somewhat dissatisfiedly: "But I don't want to have feelings for you."

Li Zimo wasn't angry at all, instead he smiled even more happily: "Then there's only one way left, love grows over time. However, I'm not talking about simply getting along, but we need some special experiences to make our relationship warmer."

Fu Sirui wrinkled her nose:

"I've already told you that I don't want to develop a relationship with you, why don't you understand?"

Li Zimo blinked:

"I'm not talking about simply cultivating feelings. You can think of it as enhancing my feelings for you through some special methods. As long as you listen to me, I will teach you, and I guarantee that your cultivation will be accelerated."

When Fu Sirui heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

She thought that since Li Zimo had a good relationship with her, she didn't need to like him to cultivate quickly.

This is a win-win situation.

However, she had no idea that Li Zimo was just lying to her.

Dual cultivation focuses on the feelings and tacit understanding between both parties, rather than the efforts of only one party.

But Li Zimo would not tell her this.

He just wanted to use this opportunity to make Fu Sirui rely on him more and trust him more.

And he himself, unknowingly, developed a deep affection for this smart and stubborn girl.

Fu Sirui looked at Li Zimo seriously and said:

"Well, I'll listen to you, as long as you can speed up my cultivation."

Li Zimo nodded slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, and then his hand gently patted Fu Sirui's slender and soft waist. The waist seemed to be too fragile to be grasped and trembled slightly.

He said, "Then get up."

Fu Sirui looked at him doubtfully, curiosity and confusion flashing in her bright eyes.

She still obediently climbed up slowly, but was picked up by Li Zimo around the waist. She screamed and instinctively wrapped her arms around Li Zimo's neck. Her body trembled slightly, and she seemed a little shy but with a hint of anticipation.

Li Zimo placed her steadily on the bed. Her figure looked particularly graceful on the bed, like a quietly blooming lily.

Fu Sirui supported herself with her hands, looked back at him doubtfully, with a look of confusion and shyness on her face, and said:

"What are you doing holding me down? Didn't you tell me to get up?"

Li Zimo smiled slightly, and that smile was full of tenderness and mystery. He slowly grasped Fu Sirui's slender and soft waist, as if he was feeling every inch of her body curves.

His eyes were deep, as if he could see through every subtle fluctuation in her heart.

Soon, Fu Sirui's melodious singing voice began to sound. Her voice was as clear as a mountain spring, melodious and emotional.

She hummed softly and said intermittently:

"You...you're such a bad guy. No wonder you kept trying to get me up. It turns out you had this idea. You're so...sinister..."

Li Zimo looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of pampering and tenderness, and he said softly:

"So do you like it?"

Fu Sirui's face flushed, she nodded shyly and said:

"I like it... It feels completely different from before."

Her voice was full of sweetness and satisfaction, as if at this moment, she had found her own happiness.

As time went by, Fu Sirui's cultivation level improved quietly without her noticing.

An hour later, she broke through to the sixth level of martial artist, and her face was filled with joy.

After another hour, she broke through to the Martial Spirit realm, and a faint halo seemed to surround her body, making her appear sacred and inviolable.

Two hours later, she broke through to the Martial King level.

When she finished her training, she lazily lay in Li Zimo's arms, feeling the warmth and tenderness in his arms.

Her face was filled with satisfaction and happiness, as if at this moment, she had found her own safe haven.

Li Zimo hugged her tightly, his eyes full of affection and doting, and gently stroked her hair and blushing cheeks.

After a while, Fu Sirui recovered from the joy of the breakthrough, but there was not much joy on her face. Instead, she looked at Li Zimo with a complicated expression.

Her eyes were half tenderness and half sadness, as if she had thousands of words to say but didn't know where to start.

Crystal clear tears quietly emerged in her eyes and slowly slid down her cheeks.

Seeing this, Li Zimo felt an inexplicable tenderness in his heart.

He hugged Fu Sirui tenderly, wiped the tears from her face gently, and then kissed her red lips with a bit of pampering and comfort.

He whispered, "Rui'er, what's wrong? Haven't you always wanted to break through to the Martial King level? Now that you've succeeded, why are you crying?"

Fu Sirui lay in his arms, gently beating his chest with both hands, and said with a bit of crying in her voice:

"You bad guy, didn't you say that being nice would only enhance your feelings for me? Why are you so gentle to me and make me fall in love with you? What should I do now?"

Li Zimo felt a warm feeling in his heart as he listened to her words which were slightly reproachful but full of affection.

Of course, he would not admit that it was because of him that Fu Sirui fell into an emotional whirlpool, so he smiled and said:

"I don't know either. Maybe we are meant to be together, destined to meet and fall in love."