Tang Zhiyi A Cultivator

Seeing her expression like that, Ling Xi immediately showed herself to Tang Zhiyi. "Do you want to become a cultivator like Ling Yun and the others, Little Zhiyi?"

"Huh!?" Tang Zhiyi let out a surprised cry as she took a step back. "Who is she, Yun'er?"

"Ling Xi is my savior, and she is also my master and my woman." Tang Zhiyi narrowed her eyes upon hearing him mention a 10-year-old girl as his woman. Ling Yun laughed bitterly and spoke to her again. "Zhiyi, don't misunderstand me; I'm not a pedophile, and that's not her true form."

"Hmm?" Tang Zhiyi then observed Ling Xi, and she still couldn't believe Ling Yun's words.

"Ling Xi is the spirit of lust; she was forced to use that form so she wouldn't make a mess in the outside world." Ling Yun explained it to her with a soft sigh. "If she were to use her true form, then no one would be able to withstand her pink qi, and they would become lustful immediately. Do you know what I mean?"