"What's going on?"

Nie Kong quickly calmed his spirit, driving the distracting thoughts from his mind. Simultaneously, he circulated the "Wood Yang True Spirit Art" within his body, but to his dismay, the sensation of scorching heat not only failed to dissipate but intensified, causing Nie Kong’s face to flush crimson and beads of sweat to prickle his forehead.

"Could I have been poisoned?"

Thinking of the empty medicine cauldron, Nie Kong’s heart lurched. Could it be that the sudden surge of fire in the final stage of refining had indeed vaporized all the liquid medicine into a colorless, odorless gas that permeated the secret chamber's air, causing both him and Long Xuechan to be poisoned without realizing it?

But if they were truly poisoned, why hadn't the little creature shown any reaction at all?

"Xiangxiang!" Suspicion mounting, Nie Kong lightly called out in his mind, sending a swift mental message to the Purple Luo Illusory Spirit Incense.

"Aiya ya?"

The little creature scratched the side wall of Nie Kong's acupoint with a root, its voice laced with confusion. Immediately, tendrils of green vigorously surged out of the Jade Pool Acupoint, traveling throughout Nie Kong's body. In less than a minute, it retreated back into the Jade Pool Acupoint, having gleaned no trace of medicinal power.

Nie Kong grew even more perplexed. Since the little creature hadn't detected any trace of toxic medicinal power, there were only two possibilities: either he wasn't poisoned as he imagined, or the colorless, odorless poisonous gas had integrated with his body so rapidly upon entry that even the little creature couldn't perceive it.

Which possibility was more likely, Nie Kong couldn't immediately judge. After all, Long Xuechan was a Void Spirit Master; her symptoms mirrored his own almost exactly. For a Void Spirit Master to be poisoned without any awareness, the medicine he refined didn't seem powerful enough to accomplish that.

"Nie Kong little brother, what are you thinking about?"

A sweetly captivating voice drifted over, as Long Xuechan’s delicate body leaned a little closer to Nie Kong.

At that moment, Long Xuechan's pretty face was flushed like a ripe berry. The front of her green skirt had been pulled open by the heat across the chest by more than half, hanging loosely off her arms, looking as though it might slip off at any moment, revealing two sections of snowy, smooth, rounded shoulders and a vast expanse of fair, tender skin across her bosom.

Her crimson bustier was also almost entirely exposed, tightly binding the two full, proudly upright mounds, which pushed out into two perfectly rounded hemispheres separated by a deeply compressed ravine, exuding an infinite allure that made one desire to explore further.

"Thinking... of you."

Nie Kong had intended to say he was still pondering that medicine, but catching sight of Long Xuechan's seductive demeanor, the words rushing to his throat took on a distinctly sensual tone.

As he spoke, a faint, ethereal fragrance wafted from Long Xuechan’s nearby body, assaulting Nie Kong’s nostrils. It stirred a faint urge in his heart to tear off all the clothes on the woman before him and pull her flawless body into an embrace, stroking her wantonly.

This impulse was incredibly intense, making it a strenuous effort for Nie Kong to restrain himself. He vaguely realized that there must be something aphrodisiac in this room—was it the medicine that had vaporized during the final stage of refining, or was it an item within the room itself that possessed such an effect?

"Xiangxiang, look again!"

"Aiya ya!"

The little creature again released several wisps of green that rapidly traversed Nie Kong's body. Alas, after a moment, the little creature returned empty-handed once more.

"Coincidentally, big sister is thinking of you too."

Long Xuechan chuckled, drawing her delicate body even closer to Nie Kong. Her already ample bosom intentionally or unintentionally thrust forward. Her soul-capturing beautiful eyes were so languidly soft they seemed ready

A flicker of vexation and embarrassment crossed Long Meixian's otherwise serene features. "Xuechan, what on earth have you done? I asked you to let him help you in order to forge a 'Dragon's Desire Spirit Sun Pill' with high fusion, and then find a way to make him ingest it. Once he coupled with Long Ping and Long Ting, the 'Secret Rune Imprint' of our Dragon Spirit Clan could be seamlessly branded onto his very soul. But what did you manage? Not only did you absorb the medicinal power of the pill yourself, but you dragged me into it as well."

"Ah!"

Long Xuechan's delicate mouth fell open in astonishment. "Really? No wonder I suddenly felt so hot and impulsive back then, compelled to properly play with Brother Nie Kong—it turns out I absorbed the power of the 'Dragon's Desire Spirit Sun Pill.' But, that spiritual medicine was never successfully refined! How could I possibly have absorbed its potency?"

Long Meixian huffed, sneering coldly. "Don't play innocent with me. If I can trace the source back to the power of the 'Dragon's Desire Spirit Sun Pill,' I refuse to believe you didn't realize it at the time!"

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