Senior Brother, Is This Treatment or Dual Cultivation? Be Clear

(Tsundere Top | Stoic Bottom | Ensemble cultivation cast, everyone is a lovable idiot, lots of bickering, slice-of-life progression and romance)

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Ji Mingxiu: Which genius poisoned me? Why did they use such a heavy dose? Did they get my permission before poisoning me??

They say doctors can't treat themselves, but this is way too embarrassing. He's a sword cultivator, yet here he is, picking up medical texts and studying them diligently.

Ji Mingxiu chewed on the end of his brush, gazing thoughtfully at that particular medicinal ingredient, his expression growing heavier by the moment.

The demon realm... did have one notoriously famous, utterly inconspicuous reclusive cultivator.

Ji Mingxiu shamelessly went to his home. "Lou-ge, want to dual cultivate?"

Yang Yunlou: "If something is too cheap, there must be a catch."

In other words, cheap things are no good, and he thought Ji Mingxiu was beneath him.

Besides, what respectable cultivator would ask a demon to dual cultivate with him!?

Ji Mingxiu refused to give up and tried another approach. "It's for medical treatment. Treat my illness."

Yang Yunlou: "You've got an illness too? You're disgusting. Get lost."

Ji Mingxiu: "I'll copy out A Little Pavilion in the Clouds a hundred times every day and get the entire sect to appreciate it and recite it. I'll print eight hundred thousand copies and distribute them across the six realms. Even the dogs by the roadside will have to recite a couple of lines for me."

Yang Yunlou, who'd been looking at him coldly from the corner of his eye, finally looked him straight in the face. Was it Ji Mingxiu's imagination, or did the other man's lips seem to curl into a smile?

Yang Yunlou straightened his collar and stood tall. "So, how should we treat your illness?"

Yang Yunlou's inner thoughts: Heavens above, Earth below, how could someone be so "cultured"?