177: Rongling Pill

Mo Yuhan paused, his thoughts stirring. A wisp of deep green Azure Lotus Core Flame flickered on his fingertip. Though faint, its pure exotic flame aura instantly drew Medusa's attention. "Perhaps the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python sensed the symbiotic purple crystal source I carry, thus developing an instinctive closeness..."

"This Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python... then willingly followed me."

Mo Yuhan continued, "Its intelligence is nascent, and it is naive and attached. I am well aware of Her Majesty's noble status and dare not be negligent, nor can I forcibly drive it away.

I could only keep it by my side, seeking opportunities, hoping to help Her Majesty awaken soon and achieve complete fusion of soul and body."

"symbiotic purple crystal source... Azure Lotus Core Flame..."

Queen Medusa repeated in a low voice, her fragmented memories becoming clearer.

She remembered.

As her consciousness was about to completely sink into the darkness of failed evolution, a pure and vast energy had approached her...

It was this aura, like a lighthouse in the darkness, that stabilized her disintegrating soul core.

And those eyes... those eyes that, when she was at her weakest, with her soul and the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python's consciousness in fierce conflict, her body's energy in disarray, and her defenses thinnest, had inadvertently penetrated the energy mist and clearly "seen" her naked form during evolution.

The owner of those eyes... was this human!

Icy killing intent instantly surged, like a tangible ice storm raging within the quiet room!

"You...!" Cold light burst from Queen Medusa's purple eyes, her chilling killing intent almost materializing, locking onto Mo Yuhan. "You saw it!"

Her voice was not loud, but it carried a soul-freezing shame and fury, and monstrous killing intent.

The dignified Queen of the Snake-People Tribe, at her most vulnerable moment during evolution, had her body seen by a human man!

What blasphemy!

What a monstrous humiliation!

Purple Dou Qi, imbued with destructive power, began to furiously gather at her slender, jade-like fingertips.

The space itself let out a strained groan! The entire quiet room shook violently, the magic lamps on the walls flickered erratically, and the medicinal jade bottles on the table shattered one after another.

Under this terrifying killing intent, Ya Fei almost fainted, her face ashen.

Mo Yuhan's hairs stood on end, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped him! He had no doubt that in the next moment, this enraged Queen would completely erase him, along with this entire small building, from this World.

At the critical moment!

"Hiss hiss—! Hiss—!"

Queen Medusa's action of condensing Dou Qi abruptly halted!

She lowered her head, her icy gaze meeting the small, seven-colored snake pupil deep within her heart.

A strong emotion of resistance and attachment, originating from her bloodline and the deepest part of her soul, surged like a tide, clashing with her icy killing intent.

This was her post-evolution body's instinct, a reflection of the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python's other half.

"Don't stop this King!" Queen Medusa roared, her voice filled with annoyance, attempting to break free.

But the small seven-colored snake seemed to entangle itself even tighter within her heart.

Mo Yuhan seemed to see the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python's tiny head even nuzzling the Queen's wrist intimately and anxiously, emitting aggrieved "hissing" sounds, its seven-colored pupils filled with pleading.

This strong resistance from her own body made the Dou Qi Queen Medusa had condensed unstable.

The problem of soul and body fusion was exposed at this moment.

She could forcibly obliterate this instinct, but that would undoubtedly cause unpredictable damage to her unstable soul, and might even lead to complete fusion failure and her consciousness sinking once more.

Just at this life-and-death stalemate, a flash of inspiration, like lightning, struck Mo Yuhan's mind.

"Soul Fusion Pill!" He practically roared it out, his voice filled with desperate urgency, "Your Majesty, please hear me out. The pill that can completely resolve the issue of your soul's fusion with the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python's body is called 'Soul Fusion Pill'!"

This earth-shattering name, like a petrifying spell, instantly caused the enraged Queen Medusa's movements to completely halt.

Her fingertips, condensing Dou Qi, paused slightly, and her icy, piercing purple eyes sharply shot towards Mo Yuhan, swirling with disbelief and a hint of... extremely faint, forcibly suppressed longing.

"What did you say? Soul Fusion Pill?" Her voice was still icy, but the destructive killing intent, like an ice lake into which a huge rock had been thrown, showed intense ripples and loosening.

The small seven-colored snake wrapped around her wrist also seemed to sense the change in atmosphere; its hissing softened, but it remained vigilantly coiled, its small head turning towards Mo Yuhan.

Mo Yuhan knew this was his only chance at survival, and he spoke rapidly, every word clear: "Precisely, a peak sixth-grade pill—the Soul Fusion Pill! This pill can perfectly reconcile the conflict between a foreign soul and a powerful body, stabilize the fusion, and achieve unity of spirit and flesh. For Your Majesty's current state, it is indeed the perfect panacea!"

He met Medusa's scrutinizing gaze and continued, "The pill formula for this pill is extremely rare, and its refinement is even more difficult than ascending to the heavens. But I know where it can be obtained!"

He took a deep breath and pointed towards the center of the Imperial Capital outside the quiet room's window, "In three days, the Gama Empire Alchemist Guild headquarters will host the decennial Alchemist Convention, and one of the rewards for the final winner of this convention is an ancient scroll containing the 'Soul Fusion Pill' formula!"

"Alchemist Convention..."

Queen Medusa's icy vertical pupils narrowed slightly, seemingly recalling and confirming this information.

The small seven-colored snake wrapped around her heart also seemed to quiet down, tilting its small head curiously.

"I, though untalented, have already signed up for this convention!"

Mo Yuhan straightened his back, his voice filled with immense solemnity and promise, "I possess an exotic flame and have also delved into alchemy. I will certainly do my utmost to contend for the top spot and retrieve this 'Soul Fusion Pill' formula for Her Majesty!"

Inside the quiet room, a deathly silence.

Queen Medusa's icy purple eyes, like the most precise instruments, sharply scrutinized every inch of Mo Yuhan's expression, evaluating every word of his speech.

The terrifying pressure had not completely dissipated, like a sharp sword hanging overhead.

Time seemed to stretch.

Finally, the purple Dou Qi, concentrated at her fingertips and capable of easily destroying everything, slowly dispersed like a receding tide.

The suffocating killing intent in the quiet room also lessened by a few points.

"Human..." Queen Medusa's voice was still icy, but it lacked that destructive ferocity, gaining a few hints of scrutiny and warning. "You had best not be lying."

The small seven-colored snake coiled around her heart seemed to sense the danger had passed, emitting pleased "hissing" sounds, nuzzling the Queen intimately, then releasing its Binding Soul Power.

This scene made Queen Medusa's expression even colder, and a complex, unreadable emotion flashed deep within her purple eyes.

She stared coldly at Mo Yuhan, then looked at Mo Yuhan again.

"Remember your promise." Her voice was like an arctic wind, "The Soul Fusion Pill formula... this King will have it."

Mo Yuhan immediately replied, "I will certainly do my utmost!"

"Hmph!" Queen Medusa snorted coldly, saying no more. It seemed maintaining this conscious state also required immense power from her.

On her alluring, peerless face, the icy expression began to show a subtle hint of fatigue and fluctuation.

She gave Mo Yuhan a deep, icy look, her gaze like a brand, etched with warning and an unquestionable deadline.

Then, the space around her began to subtly twist, and brilliant seven-colored light once again erupted from her body.

The light was dazzling, instantly engulfing her figure.

The light intensely flickered and contracted, and after a few breaths, the seven-colored radiance disappeared without a trace, like a long whale drawing in water.

In its place, only the small snake, entirely sculpted from seven-colored glass, remained, quietly suspended in the air.

It seemed to shake its small head somewhat bewilderedly, then looked at Mo Yuhan, emitting a soft "hissing" sound, full of attachment.

With a twist of its tiny body, it skillfully re-coiled around Mo Yuhan's wrist, transforming into a cool "bracelet," intimately rubbing against his skin, then becoming quiet, as if the thrilling scene just now had been merely an illusion.

Inside the quiet room, only dead silence and a mess remained. The strong scent of medicine, burnt smells, the aura of desire, and the Queen's lingering icy pressure mingled into an indescribable atmosphere.

Ya Fei slumped on the soft couch, gasping for air, her face still pale, her eyes filled with the fear and bewilderment of having survived a disaster.

She looked at Mo Yuhan, then at the quiet seven-colored snake on his wrist, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Mo Yuhan stood in place, feeling the cool touch of the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python on his wrist, his back already drenched in cold sweat.

He let out a long, silent breath, looking up at the window, the Imperial Capital's night sky as deep as ink.

Three days later, the Alchemist Convention... the Soul Fusion Pill formula... this was no longer a simple competition, but a gamble of life and death.