Healing wounds, warming and detoxifying

Healing, Intimate Detoxification

If Xue Linglong were to weaken by even a fraction more, it would turn on her without hesitation!

Xue Linglong was terrified. She quickly forced herself to endure the tearing pain from her Divine Soul, formed hand seals, and forcibly retracted the nearly out-of-control red-clad ghost into the Soul Banner.

After doing all this, she could no longer hold on.

The last trace of magical power in her body was exhausted, the spell maintaining her flight dissipated, and she fell powerlessly from mid-air.

At the same time, Lin Yuan's situation also seemed to have reached its limit.

His Aura was becoming increasingly withered, and the Spiritual Qi glow on the frost sword grew weaker and weaker.

Finally, accompanied by a crisp "clang," he could no longer maintain the sword-flying technique; the frost sword let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground.

He and Xue Linglong sat back to back, panting heavily, forced into a true desperate situation.

In Xue Linglong's eyes, deep despair and unwillingness appeared.

She never expected that, having just entered Demon Falling Valley, without even beginning to search for a true Opportunity, she would lose her life here.

"Heh... hehe..."

The bearded man grinned, walking over from the entrance step by step, his gaze greedily sweeping over the frost sword on the ground and the Soul Banner in Xue Linglong's hand.

"Senior Brother, long delays bring trouble, kill these two!"

The skinny youth clutched his painful chest and flashed to their side.

The bearded man gave a sinister laugh, his eyes filled with undisguised greed and cruelty.

He flipped his palm, and a flying knife, thin as a cicada's wing and flashing with a chilling cold light, appeared in his palm.

Doomed.

Only these two words remained in Xue Linglong's heart; despair submerged her like a tide, and she slowly closed her eyes.

"You two, on the road to the Yellow Springs, don't blame us brothers for being ruthless!"

The bearded man let out a low shout, and the flying knife in his palm emitted a slight hum, about to be released.

At this critical moment!

Lin Yuan, who had been half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly had his previously withered Spiritual Qi erupt like a volcano, his Aura surging greatly!

Following that, he suddenly opened his lips and blew gently in the direction of the bearded man.

A cluster of ghostly blue flames, like a deadly ghost lotus, bloomed quietly and instantly crossed a distance of several zhang.

This sudden change left the bearded man no time to react at all; the ghostly blue flame had already drifted gently onto his body.

"Ah!"

A scream so shrill it didn't sound human erupted from the bearded man's throat, and his movements came to an abrupt halt.

The flying knife that was about to be shot out also lost its Spiritual Qi, falling powerlessly from his fingers with a clatter onto the ground.

The ghostly blue flame seemed to have a life of its own, spreading wildly over his body and instantly wrapping him into a blue man of fire!

In just a moment, the bearded man was burned to nothingness under the Earth Core Nether Fire, not even leaving a pinch of ash behind. However, under Lin Yuan's deliberate control, the Storage Pouch at his waist remained intact.

At the exact same moment the flame erupted.

"Zheng!"

A clear and resonant sword hum rang out from the ground.

The frost sword that had fallen to the ground suddenly saw its Spiritual Qi glow surge, transforming into streaks of peerlessly sharp silver-white Sword Qi that shot into the sky.

It headed straight for the already stunned skinny youth!

"No!"

The terror on the skinny youth's face had just appeared before it was frozen forever.

"Puchi!"

The Sword Qi swept across his neck.

A thin line of blood slowly bloomed on his neck.

The expression on his face was a mixture of extreme shock, deep confusion, and endless fear in the face of death.

Even in death, he could not understand how Lin Yuan had recovered his combat power in an instant.

His large head rolled powerlessly to the ground, eyes still wide open.

The headless corpse stood stiffly for a moment before collapsing with a crash, kicking up a cloud of cold dust.

"Hoo..."

Seeing this scene, Xue Linglong's face was full of shock. She slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, looking at the man standing before her, her thoughts churning like a stormy sea.

Wasn't he poisoned too? How did he manage to do this?

Lin Yuan's figure swayed only slightly before he skillfully picked up the two Storage Pouches and the flying knife Magical Artifact on the ground, then casually stored the dragon blood vine away as well.

After doing all this, he turned and walked back to Xue Linglong's side.

Lin Yuan said nothing more, simply bending down, one hand passing under her knees and the other supporting her back, lifting her up in his arms.

"Ah!" Xue Linglong let out a low cry, subconsciously wrapping her arms around Lin Yuan's neck.

Looking at his calm, composed face, she slowly leaned her head against Lin Yuan's chest, which was not particularly broad but exceptionally solid, feeling his steady and powerful heartbeat.

Smelling the faint scent of blood and the unique masculine Aura on him, an unprecedented sense of security quietly rose and spread in her heart.

About a cup of tea's time later, Lin Yuan stopped in an extremely hidden mountain stream.

He gently set Xue Linglong down, letting her lean against a boulder, and released the frost sword. Pointing it at the cliff wall to the side, Sword Qi flickered, silver light flashed, and gravel flew; in a moment, he had carved out a simple cave where the two could hide.

Entering the cave and confirming they were temporarily safe, Xue Linglong leaned against the cold stone wall and finally asked the biggest question in her heart: "You... how exactly did you do that? Or is it that you were never poisoned from the start?"

Lin Yuan had indeed been poisoned, but he had sealed his acupuncture points, so he had been contaminated with relatively less toxic gas. However, with the poison entering his body, his magical power had begun to become sluggish.

If they had fought head-on, even if he could have taken down those two, he might have been injured, so he had no choice but to keep acting.

"Of course I was poisoned too. It's just that I had taken a supreme grade Anti-Miasma Pill beforehand, which has stronger medicinal power. So, when you noticed the poison erupting, the toxins in my body spread much slower than yours, buying me valuable time."

"Also, as you have witnessed before, I possess a Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire. I used this fire to forcibly burn and refine the toxins that had invaded my Meridians."

Hearing this, a look of incredulous shock finally appeared in Xue Linglong's eyes.

A supreme grade Anti-Miasma Pill being able to resist part of the toxicity was within reason. But, to burn toxins inside one's own body with fire?

A Cultivator's Meridians are so fragile; a slight carelessness would mean the destruction of the Meridians, the burning of the Dantian, and ending up with one's Cultivation completely ruined!

Lin Yuan naturally knew the dangers involved.

But earlier, when Wei He had asked him to remove the corpse poison from his body, he had given him a Secret Technique called "Fire-Inducing Bone-Refining Chapter." This method could guide the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire to burn the corpse poison within the body; otherwise, Lin Yuan would not have dared to try it lightly.

"Then... then the poison on me..." A spark of hope ignited in Xue Linglong's eyes.

Lin Yuan nodded, his gaze falling on her curvaceous figure, and said calmly: "It can be cured."

"However..."

Xue Linglong asked eagerly: "However what? How exactly do I cure it?"

"You must first take off this black robe before I can detoxify you."

"Why do I need to take off my clothes to be detoxified?"

"This method is called... Intimate Detoxification..."