The woman fell into silence as well.
She just stared at Ye Luo inside the ice coffin, her eyes growing brighter.
This made Ye Luo feel uneasy.
"Hey, staring at me like that, you don't have any designs on me, do you?" Ye Luo joked.
"Indeed, I do have designs on you!" she replied, surprisingly serious.
Ye Luo forced a bitter smile, "I'm like this now, what could you possibly want from me? But you saved me again this time, so whatever you want to do, just do it!"
"In your condition, indeed nothing can be done. How about this, if you survive, you should practice a cultivation technique from our Demon Race. Don't worry, a cultivation technique is merely a way to utilize strength, not bound by race divisions. Also, the technique I'll pass on to you is top-notch, no less than the Golden Body!" she said calmly.
Originally, Ye Luo did not understand why she wanted to do this, but when he heard the words "Golden Body," he had some realization.
