The Sterile Cappella Curse was the curse she placed on Di Fuyi that day. Though it was challenging to break, he had solved it with little effort. Therefore, he was evidently proficient in curing poisons.
Though the poison on her saber was poisonous, it was not difficult to cure. Gu Xijiu believed that it would be simple Di Fuyi.
Gu Xijiu reasoned all this clearly in her heart, but she felt slightly nervous.
"This is true." The Firmament Stone agreed. "But, Master, other than the fact that he has to bring you to the test, he’s been good to you. After you were drunk, he held you because he was afraid that you’d roll down."
Gu Xijiu, "…"
"When you vomit, you didn’t only vomit on the back of the unicorn but also on his sleeves."
"…"
She did not know all these at all, but she was somehow touched. This person had a fetish about cleanliness, yet he did not kick her down even after she threw up on his sleeves.
