Entangled with An Evil Lord

"Silly. You have always been on my wrist, so you should have absorbed my spiritual power on your own, not relying on me to transfer energy to you. When did you become so stupid?" "Master, it did not work. There is something odd about the spiritual power in your body. It seemed to be sealed and locked by a special spell. There was a limit to my absorption, which is why I have been on and off all this time."

Was there a spell to seal off the access to her spiritual power? Gu Xijiu tried to sense the difference in her body and found a weak, inaccessible prohibition somewhere around the acupoint of her spiritual reservoir. There was an incantation that worked as a seal, glistening with familiar fonts.

Gu Xijiu recognized the writings immediately. It was Di Fuyi who wrote them. Needless to say, he must have placed the prohibiting spell on her. Astonished, Gu Xijiu realized that the only way to place the spell was through skin contact. He must have done it during that night when they shared an intimate moment.

Di Fuyi image suddenly flashed before her eyes. She rubbed her temples to dismiss the thought of him. She wanted to call him a little bastard like how she used to in the Upper Bound. However, it did not feel the same after all that they had been through in the Shura World.

"Master, when did your memory return?" Puzzled, the Firmament Stone interrupted her contemplation.

"This afternoon."