Shen Xin didn’t catch his response, as she was genuinely dazed from the pain.
Just then, Xiao Ai spoke to her: [The target’s favorability toward the host is -70, increased by 20 points. Congratulations, host, for obtaining two random reward cards: one Pain Transfer Card and one Truth-Telling Card. Would you like to use them now or save them?]
“That good?”
Shen Xin was surprised. “I just got injured, and there’s a Pain Transfer Card?”
Although she could transfer her senses, she couldn’t transfer injuries. This card seemed tailor-made for her current situation.
Without hesitation, she said, “Use the Pain Transfer Card now. Save the other one.”
[Okay. Who would you like to transfer the pain to?]
“Is that even a question?”
Shen Xin scoffed at it. “Qin Weiji, of course.”
Xiao Ai also seemed to disdain her: [Host, how could you do this? He’s your dear husband!]
“Precisely because he’s my husband. Shouldn’t he suffer and hurt for me?”
Shen Xin sneered. “Besides, I went through all that trouble to help him seize the Mermaid Pearl, and he still thinks I’m useless. Let him see who’s really useless then.”
Xiao Ai: […Have some humanity!]
But that’s because you altered the plot first, right?
It could only helplessly comply with Shen Xin’s wishes, activating the Pain Transfer Card to shift her injuries to Qin Weiji.
Just as Xiao Ai activated the Pain Transfer Card, someone lifted Shen Xin’s face, her chin gently held by slender fingers.
Her eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes to see Qin Weiji’s face close to hers.
His nose was straight and prominent, his eyebrows sharp like swords. The magnified handsomeness from their proximity struck her heart directly, while the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye added a captivating charm, making Shen Xin’s breath hitch for a moment.
She had to admit, this man was truly exceptional—his bone structure was flawless, even more handsome than her daddy!
However, at this moment, his impeccable face wore a grim expression, dark as if someone owed him billions.
Shen Xin blinked. “What are you…”
Before she could finish, he shoved something into her mouth.
The object seemed conscious, sliding down her throat before she could react.
Shen Xin’s eyes widened instantly. “What did you give me?”
Qin Weiji released her chin, turning away coldly. “The Mermaid Pearl.”
“Are you trying to poison…”
Shen Xin was panicking, wanting to gag and spit it out, but then she froze. “The Mermaid Pearl?”
Her heart fluttered, followed by a refreshing coolness spreading through her meridians. A gentle force was soothing her immortal veins and Immortal Bone, injured by the backlash of divine power.
She was utterly stunned.
At that moment, Xiao Ai chimed in with a [Beep~]: [Pain Transfer Card has taken effect.]
Shen Xin, “!”
Her heart clenched, while Qin Weiji’s face visibly paled in an instant.
Qin Weiji’s brow twitched, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, but aside from that, he showed no signs of distress—not a trace of pain.
He seemed fine?
Shen Xin felt both flustered and guilty. “Why did you give me the Mermaid Pearl? Isn’t this what you wanted?”
Qin Weiji’s lips moved as if to speak, but his brow furrowed even tighter.
After a moment of silence, he finally spoke in a low voice, “It’s just a Mermaid Pearl. To me, it’s merely an added bonus, but for someone as useless as you, it’s equivalent to thirty thousand years of cultivation.”
Shen Xin bit her lip lightly, suddenly feeling a pang of guilt.
She had just transferred her pain to him, and now he was giving her the Mermaid Pearl.
It made her feel utterly shameless.
She muttered under her breath, “I’m not that useless.”
Qin Weiji suppressed his breath as if enduring something. “Being backfired by your own divine power—do you think that counts as useful?””
Shen Xin pouted. “Don’t speak so absolutely. You might not be as invincible as you think. Who knows, maybe one day you’ll be backfired by your own divine power too?”
No sooner had she spoken than she saw blood trickling from the corner of his lips, slowly streaming down.
Shen Xin’s eyes widened in shock. “You…”
Qin Weiji closed his eyes briefly. “I’m fine.”
As soon as he said that, he turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Xin hurriedly steadied him. “You’re vomiting blood.”
Qin Weiji stared at the blood he had spat, his expression numb. “Yes, I see that.”
Then he spat another mouthful and calmly said, “It’s nothing.”
How the hell could this be called “nothing”?
Stubborn pride only brings more suffering!
Shen Xin quickly called out to Xiao Ai in her mind: “How did he get this badly hurt?”
She had only been in unbearable pain earlier, but she hadn’t vomited blood.
Xiao Ai: 【Side effect of the Pain Transfer Card. After transfer, the pain intensifies a hundredfold.】
Shen Xin, “?She was collapsing. “Why do you never explain things clearly?”
“What do we do now?Shen Xin was completely panicked. She reached out to wipe the blood from Qin Weiji’s lips and asked him, “Should we go back first? Back to the Cloud Sea Mirror?”
Qin Weiji clenched his teeth, swallowing the metallic taste of blood. “To the Immortal World, the Profound Heaven Realm. Find the Medicine Immortal.”
This world was divided into the Six Realms.
Above the six layers of heaven was the Divine World’s Cloud Sea Mirror, and below the Divine World’s three layers was the Immortal World’s Profound Heaven Mirror.
Further down three layers were the Human World, Demon World, and Netherworld.
As for the Nine Heavens above the Divine World, according to the original host’s memories, that was where the Heavenly Dao resided.
The two of them tore through the void, entering the Profound Heaven Realm as easily as walking into their own home.
Song Wen, the Medicine Immortal, was tending to his herbs when he sensed intruders and was about to scold them. Turning around, he saw Qin Weiji spit a mouthful of blood right into his herb garden.
The plants in the garden instantly reacted as if blessed by immortal dew, growing wildly at a visible rate. In the blink of an eye, they towered over Song Wen, each one a top-notch specimen.
Song Wen, “?”
He was stunned.
Shen Xin, who was supporting Qin Weiji, was also stunned.
Was Qin Weiji’s blood this incredible?
He had spat quite a few mouthfuls earlier—who knows where they landed? What a waste.
But Shen Xin quickly refocused, urgently helping Qin Weiji over to Song Wen. “Song, the Immortal Physician, please examine him quickly.”
Song Wen blinked. “Who is so powerful as to injure the Divine Lord like this?”
Shen Xin, “…Himself.”
Song Wen nodded thoughtfully. “Wait.”
“Wait for what? He’s almost…”
Shen Xin was frantic, but before she could finish, she saw Song Wen produce a medicine bowl and hold it under Qin Weiji’s lips. “Divine Lord, if you’re uncomfortable, go ahead and spit more. The more you spit, the better you’ll feel.”
Shen Xin, “?”
What kind of Medicine Immortal is this? Is he a quack?
Qin Weiji’s face was pale—whether from injury or anger was unclear—and it looked like he was about to spit blood again.
He narrowed his eyes, glared at Song Wen, clenched his teeth, and slowly… swallowed the blood back down!
Song Wen, “?”
He pursed his lips, withdrew the medicine bowl, and clicked his tongue. “Stingy.”
After saying this, he waved his hand. “Put him on the bamboo couch over there.”
Shen Xin hurriedly helped Qin Weiji over to lie down. Song Wen brought a cup of celestial spring water. “Divine Lord, your mouth is full of blood. Rinse it out.”
Of course, after Qin Weiji rinsed his mouth, Song Wen cheerfully collected the used water.
Qin Weiji let out a cold snort but didn’t stop him.
Shen Xin, however, found it hard to watch.
Wasn’t he disgusted by the filth?
Only after storing Qin Weiji’s rinse water did Song Wen finally adopt a serious expression, preparing to examine Qin Weiji.
Unexpectedly, Qin Weiji raised a hand slightly to stop him and said calmly, “Check her first.”
Song Wen was taken aback. He turned around as if noticing Shen Xin for the first time and frowned. “The Divine Maiden is here too?”
Shen Xin blinked. “I’ve been here all along.”
Song Wen’s brow furrowed tighter. “Is the Divine Maiden injured as well?”
This Medicine Immortal clearly disliked Shen Xin, given how he could treat her as air.
Shen Xin didn’t mind, quickly shaking her head. “I’m fine. Please tend to him.”
Song Wen nodded. Indeed, he could tell at a glance that Shen Xin was unharmed.
So he turned back to Qin Weiji. “The Divine Maiden is uninjured.”
Qin Weiji looked at Shen Xin, his amber eyes so clear they revealed no emotion whatsoever.
Shen Xin grew more uneasy under his gaze, afraid he might discover she had transferred her injuries to him. Hesitantly, she asked, “Why are you looking at me?”
Song Wen was also puzzled. “Why do you keep staring at her?”
Qin Weiji remained silent for a moment before calling to Shen Xin, “Come closer.”
When Song Wen had arrived, Shen Xin had already taken two steps back. Now, after a moment’s hesitation, she returned to the bamboo couch and asked worriedly, “What’s wrong?”
Qin Weiji’s throat moved as he called, “Shen Yaoyao…”
His voice was so hoarse from the pain and excessive blood loss that it carried an inexplicable tenderness.
Shen Xin’s heart softened instantly. She quickly nodded, “Yes, I’m here.”
For some reason, his gaze and tone made her feel as if he were delivering his final words.
If anything really happened to him, it would be her fault.
At this thought, Shen Xin’s eyes suddenly reddened. She crouched down, tightly grasping his hand. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. And don’t say any last words—I don’t want to hear them, wu wu wu~”
As she spoke, she began to cry.
Qin Weiji’s brow twitched. To him, she seemed almost eager for something to happen to him.
He wasn’t even dead yet, and she was already mourning.
But he lacked the energy to scold her now. He simply said, “Kiss me.”
“I won’t allow anything to happen to you, wu… What?”
Shen Xin sniffled, raising her tear-filled eyes in confusion. “What did you say?”
Qin Weiji closed his eyes, as if to avoid further annoyance. After a moment of silence, he softened his tone. “It hurts a little. Kiss me, alright?”
Song Wen, standing nearby, was utterly stunned.
Weren’t these two just a couple in name? When had their relationship become so intimate that they could kiss in front of him?
Shen Xin was also dumbfounded.
Why did he always defy convention?
But now, he was so badly injured, so weak, and using such a gentle, pitiful tone to coax her.
Shen Xin’s heart softened. She asked softly, “Just… on the cheek?”
Qin Weiji, eyes still closed, suddenly curved his lips into a barely perceptible smile.
He didn’t speak, but Shen Xin blushed.
Just like the first time, even without words, Shen Xin knew he was laughing at her for thinking too highly of herself.
Really, why did she always ask such foolish questions?
She pursed her lips, no longer dwelling on it. Since she was crouched by the bed, she only needed to lean forward slightly to kiss his cheek.
She tilted her chin up just a little, drawing closer to him.
He lay there motionless, but just as her lips were about to touch his cheek, he suddenly turned his head and pressed a finger against the tip of her nose, halting her forward movement.
Shen Xin blinked. “You…”
His finger moved upward, coming to rest at the corner of her eye.
She had cried earlier, and tears still lingered in her eyes. With that blink, one rolled down.
Qin Weiji slowly wiped away the tear track.
Shen Xin stiffened slightly, her eyelashes trembling, and for some reason, her lips quivered too.
Qin Weiji’s gaze shifted from her eyes to her lips—soft, pink, small yet full, like cherries, tempting one to taste and see if they were just as sweet.
His fingertip slid down again, slowly tracing from her cheek to the corner of her mouth. The cool pad of his finger brushed lightly, almost imperceptibly, twice, carrying a hint of suggestion.
Shen Xin stiffened even more. She felt he might be hinting at something, but she was afraid of misunderstanding and inviting his mockery.
She wanted to press her lips together, but his finger was at the corner of her mouth.
Her lips trembled again, and she hesitated before whispering, “What are you doing?”
Qin Weiji’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he tilted his head back slightly.
Lying down, this motion naturally brought his lips closer to hers.
Shen Xin’s pupils dilated slightly, caught in a state of confusion, tension, and chaos.
His movements were slow, as if playing in slow motion as he gradually drew nearer. The fresh scent of grass and trees, mingled with his own breath, invaded her senses.
This time, it seemed she hadn’t misunderstood—he really did intend to kiss her on the lips.
Just as she thought this, he paused, his breath husky as he whispered, “If you want to kiss somewhere else, that’s fine too.”
The distance between them now was practically nonexistent.
Their noses touched, and the scorching heat of their breaths intertwined, sending shivers down their spines.
Shen Xin instinctively clenched her hands. “I… I didn’t…”
Before she could finish, her eyes widened in shock.
He seemed to have lost patience, no longer taking it slow or waiting for her to finish her rambling. Parting his lips slightly, he pressed forward and captured hers.
In that instant, it felt like a flash of lightning, scorching Shen Xin to the point where she nearly lost all ability to think.
When she had kissed his cheek earlier, his skin had been cool, but his lips were unexpectedly hot, making her feel as if she were about to burn up against them.
And after capturing her lower lip, he seemed unsure of what to do next.
He paused stiffly for a moment before slowly, gently, sucking on her lip.
In that split second, an electric current surged through her entire body, and Shen Xin panicked, closing her eyes.
Her eyelashes fluttered wildly, unsure how to react.
This was her first kiss. For the first time, she realized that kissing felt like this—so… sweet.
No wonder her dad always pestered her mom for kisses.
Wait, this didn’t quite feel like a proper kiss—more like a simple peck.
Her thoughts were a jumbled mess, but she couldn’t ignore the soft, burning sensation on her lips.
And Qin Weiji seemed to have savored the taste, starting with one gentle suck, then another, gradually continuing to lightly suck on her lips.
After finishing with her lower lip, he moved to her upper lip, sucking until Shen Xin’s lips felt slightly numb and sore.
Unable to help herself, she raised a hand to his shoulder and gave him a light push.
Qin Weiji’s brow twitched slightly, and the career-focused system’s reminder promptly sounded in his mind: [Ding~ Blackening value has been reset to zero. Divine Lord, you may stop now.]
He sobered almost instantly, his gaze flickering as he released her.
Her face was flushed like sunset clouds, her lips redder and slightly swollen from his kisses, glistening with a faint sheen of moisture.
Too shy to meet his eyes directly, she still whispered, “Are… are you still in pain?”
Qin Weiji paused briefly before finally giving in to the impulse, gently wiping the moisture from her lips as he murmured, “Mm, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”