Yun Qingwan was a little spirit herb who had only just taken human form.
Her greatest dream wasn't to ascend to immortality or seek the Dao. It was to save up enough spirit stones to buy a plot by a spirit spring and grow glowing radishes.
But on the third day after taking human form, her sect sent her to marry the Venerable Immortal Jiuxiao.
Xiao Wenchen, the Venerable Immortal Jiuxiao, was the foremost cultivator in the realm, as cold as snow and utterly detached from love. Rumor had it that he practiced the Heartless Dao, and anyone who fell for him would have their Dao heart shattered.
Before the wedding, Xiao Wenchen asked her, “Do you have someone you love?”
Yun Qingwan shook her head furiously. “No, no. I only love spirit stones.”
Xiao Wenchen was satisfied. “Be my Dao companion. My only requirement is that you must not fall in love with me.”
Yun Qingwan's eyes lit up. “Do I get a monthly allowance?”
Xiao Wenchen said, “…Yes.”
Yun Qingwan went straight to the altar.
After the wedding, Xiao Wenchen went into seclusion to cultivate, while Yun Qingwan happily settled into the Venerable Immortal's residence. She gathered immortal herbs by day and counted spirit stones at night, occasionally playing chess with her Dao companion's master and roasting mushrooms with his spirit beast.
She turned life with her Dao companion into a leisurely retirement.
At first, Xiao Wenchen thought it was wonderful.
Until one day, after a heavenly tribulation, he unexpectedly gained the ability to read minds.
From then on, every day he could hear Yun Zhaowan's thoughts.
[The Venerable Immortal looks so handsome today. Too bad he practices the Heartless Dao. I can't touch him.]
[The Venerable Immortal has such a slim waist. It would be perfect for hanging a pouch of spirit stones.]
[When the contract ends, I'll run off with my spirit stones and buy land to grow radishes.]
For the first time, Xiao Wenchen's usually placid Dao heart cracked.
She was planning to run away?
