97: Chapter 97 In the Canyon

A black business car parked steadily downstairs at the guesthouse at the end of the old street.

The early autumn night breeze whipped up a few withered yellow fallen leaves, which brushed past the wheels in a spin.

Lin Ye pulled out the car key, pushed the door open, and got out of the car.

Ayugu hugged the purplish-black brocade box containing the "blood-line dragon vine" and rushed in a panic into the open kitchen on the first floor.

This Miao border girl's mind was full of the frenzy of alchemy.

She rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a casserole, and threw that shriveled vine directly into it.

"Light the fire! Boil the water! This lady is going to show off her skills tonight!"

The silver ring on Ayugu's neck jingled noisily, and she hummed an unknown Miao village folk song.

Lin Ye took off his well-tailored high-end suit jacket and casually tossed it on the back of the sofa.

He pulled open his tie, unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing a large expanse of his sturdy, scorching chest.

Leng Yue changed into a pair of soft indoor slippers.

The hem of that ink-blue velvet evening gown brushed against the wooden floor.

She walked up to Lin Ye, raised her hand, and smoothed out the wrinkles on his shirt collar.

The cold fragrance of the Manjusaka drilled straight into Lin Ye's nasal cavity.

"This blood-line dragon vine is yin-cold and domineering. Relying solely on Ayugu's meager mortal fire, it's completely impossible to brew its medicinal properties."

Leng Yue's red lips parted slightly, and a hint of lazy romantic sentiment was hidden in her dark red eyes.

"Husband, I still need to borrow the origin of your Pure Yang Dao Body to suppress its ferocity."

Lin Ye's large hand wrapped around Leng Yue's willow-thin waist, pulling her half a step closer.

Their bodies closely pressed against each other.

Lin Ye's scorching body temperature pierced through the velvet fabric, and Leng Yue instinctively let out a soft, sweet muffled groan.

That cold, delicate body softened inch by inch in Lin Ye's arms, and her eye corners flushed with a striking rosy red.

"I'll go take a look; you go back to your room to wash up first."

Lin Ye lowered his head and planted a domineering kiss on that smooth, full forehead.

Inside the kitchen, water vapor rolled.

Not only did the clear water in the casserole fail to boil, but a thick layer of dim blue hard ice formed on the surface.

That section of the blood-line dragon vine twisted violently beneath the ice layer, and the blood-colored patterns on the surface of the vine completely came to life.

A pungent, fishy earthy smell soared into the sky, and the temperature of the entire kitchen plummeted straight to freezing point.

Ayugu shivered from the cold, wrapping her arms around her shoulders and retreating repeatedly.

"What the hell! Why does this lousy grass even have a freezing attribute? My fire is completely extinguished!"

Streamers intertwined before her retina, and the system's metallic voice crisply crashed into her mind.

"Ding! "My Lord, Please Behave Yourself" System prompt: Extremely yin-toxic material detected resisting brewing. Spirits are not allowed to become demons after the founding of the country. Please the host finalize the cooking plan within three minutes and give this plant a taste of the hardcore shock from the modern culinary world!"

The light screen popped open, and three options jumped into view:

[Option A: Dark culinary world rising star — Pour half a bottle of dark soy sauce into the casserole, sprinkle a handful of cumin and chili powder, and shout loudly, "High-end ingredients often only require the most simple cooking methods."]

[Reward: Obtain the Dark Chef Apron. Consequence: The blood-line dragon vine will mutate into a tentacle monster on the spot, and your kitchen will be torn down into ruins.]

[Option B: Cyber salvation — Take the casserole into the microwave, set it for ten minutes of high-fire heating, and physically decompose its yin-qi structure using microwave radiation.]

[Reward: Home appliance repair skill + 10. Consequence: The microwave will experience a nuke-level explosion, and The Ninth Bureau will add you to the terrorist watch list.]

[Option C: Pure Yang town tripod, dripping blood to brew yin — Slash your fingertip, forcibly break open the freeze with Pure Yang true blood origin. Use Daoist true qi as stove fire to brew a pot of peerlessly nourishing Yin-Yang Intersection Soup!]

[Reward: Husband points + 300, unlock the [Yin-Yang Hehuan Powder] elixir recipe fragment, the loyalty and demanding desires of the two female zombies will skyrocket.]

"I choose C."

Lin Ye strode into the kitchen, pushing the in-the-way Ayugu aside.

His right hand pinched a table knife and unhesitatingly slashed his left index finger.

A drop of Pure Yang source true blood surging with pale golden micro-light dripped down, precisely crashing onto the dim blue ice layer on the surface of the casserole.

The scarlet-gold Pure Yang karmic fire exploded with a bang!

The ice layer disintegrated inch by inch under the high temperature, turning into large swaths of rising white water vapor.

Lin Ye pressed both palms against the outer wall of the casserole, and Pure Yang True Qi poured into it endlessly.

That manic blood-line dragon vine emitted a shrill insect-like cry under the scorching roast of the yang fire, and finally melted completely, dyeing the whole pot of clear water into a rich, alluring dark purple.

"Scoop out two bowls."

Lin Ye retracted his true qi and pulled a tissue to wipe the blood stains on his fingertips.

Frost Star had long run over smelling the scent.

The little girl wore a loose cartoon nightgown, stepped barefoot on the floor tiles, picked up a bowl of scalding purple medicinal soup, opened her mouth, and drank it all in big gulps.

The medicinal soup went down her stomach.

Frost Star's petite body instantly trembled.

The extreme cold corpse qi of the Nether Corpse King condensed into a layer of crystal-clear ice crystals on her body surface.

She burped, her two odd-colored pupils sleepily half-closing.

"So sleepy... Brother-in-law, Frost Star is going to sleep in the freezer."

The little girl staggered toward the living room, plunged headfirst into the newly bought double-door large refrigerator, and fell fast asleep.

Lin Ye picked up the remaining bowl of medicinal soup and pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

Only a dim floor lamp was lit inside the bedroom.

Leng Yue had just finished bathing and changed into an extremely thin wine-red silk slip nightgown.

The hem of the nightgown just covered the base of her thighs, and her two straight, slender, snow-white jade legs crossed together as she leaned obliquely against the head of the bed.

Her silver hair dripped with crystal-clear water droplets, completely wetting the cicada-wing-thin silk fabric on her chest.

The fabric tightly clung to her skin, and the outlines of her two frost-defying, snow-white peaks were outlined to perfection.

Lin Ye's eyes suddenly darkened, and the rhythm of his breathing was completely disrupted.

He walked to the bedside and handed over the medicinal soup.

"Drink it. The extreme yin-qi of this vine can help you stabilize the origin of the Drought Demon."

Lin Ye's voice was hoarse and low, carrying an irresistible dominant meaning.

Leng Yue obediently took the porcelain bowl, raised her slender swan neck, and drank the medicinal soup in one gulp.

The speed at which the medicinal power took effect was extremely fast.

The tens of thousands of years of yin-cold qi contained in the blood-line dragon vine engaged in a fierce strangulation deep in her dantian with the remaining red lotus fire poison inside Leng Yue's body.

Leng Yue let out an unbearable muffled groan, and the porcelain bowl in her hand rolled onto the carpet.

She painfully curled up her delicate body, and large drops of cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

On that peerlessly beautiful and aloof face, one side formed dim blue frost, and the other side ignited crimson karmic fire.

"So cold... Husband, I'm so hot..."

She mindlessly tore at her already flimsy nightgown, and that fragile strap snapped on the spot.

Large patches of blinding snow-white scenery were completely exposed under the weak light.

She parted her lips, panting heavily, and her dark red eyes churned with primitive, morbid bloodthirst and desire.

She needed yang qi!

She needed a massive amount of Pure Yang qi and blood to suppress this riotous energy!

Lin Ye snorted coldly, took off his upper garment, and his well-built chest was exposed to the air.

He turned over onto the bed, grabbed Leng Yue's flailing hands, and pressed her tightly beneath him.

"Open your mouth."

Lin Ye didn't waste any words, lowered his head, and fiercely blocked those icy red lips.

Leng Yue shivered violently all over.

The zombie instinct within her was completely stimulated, and two sharp fangs directly pierced into Lin Ye's lower lip.

A strong bloody smell spread between their lips and teeth.

"..."

"Husband..."

Leng Yue's voice was fragmented.

Her pair of icy jade arms tightly hooked around Lin Ye's neck.

Her fingernails sank into his sturdy back, scratching out a few tiny blood marks.

The scorching heat of Pure Yang and the iciness of the Drought Demon achieved a perfect fusion at this moment.

The temperature inside the room fluctuated violently, and the air became thick and stringy.

Every breath was filled with a blood-boiling hormonal scent.

"..."

...

The sun was high in the sky.

Lin Ye leaned against the head of the bed, holding a post-coital cigarette between his fingers.

Amidst the swirling smoke, Leng Yue lazily sprawled on his chest.

Her silver hair was disheveled, and her originally pale skin was covered with ambiguous red marks one after another.

The Drought Demon origin within her had completely stabilized, and that riotous fire poison was completely resolved.

At this moment, the mobile phone thrown on the carpet emitted a rapid vibration sound.

Lin Ye pinched out the cigarette butt and bent down to pick up the phone. A strange number was jumping on the screen.

Connecting the call, a warm, gentle male voice exuding a strong scholarly aura came from the other end.

"Mr. Lin, please excuse the abrupt intrusion. I am Bai Yu."

Lin Ye raised his eyebrows slightly.

The Mojin Captain and archaeological consultant encountered at the Song family banquet last night.

This person had an extremely high IQ and a venomous eye; he was a rare talent.

"What brings Mr. Bai to look for me?"

Lin Ye's tone was flat.

On the other end of the phone, Bai Yu's voice was kept extremely low, and the background sound was mixed with a certain eerie dripping water sound.

"Mr. Lin, something has happened. This morning, the courier company sent me an expedited wooden box."

Bai Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trying his best to maintain a scholar's calmness, but unhidden fear leaked from deep within his vocal cords.

"The box contains a Western Zhou dynasty bronze tripod, with no sender information at all. The problem is... this bronze tripod, it is bleeding."

"I have consulted all the literature and historical data, and bronze oxidation will never produce this sticky red liquid."

"That liquid carries an extremely heavy putrid smell, and... this blood water on the floor has gathered itself into the word 'death'."

Brilliant light burst from the bottom of Lin Ye's eyes, and he sat up straight.

"Where are you now?"

"Jiangzhou University, the independent laboratory on the second underground floor of the Department of Archaeology."

Bai Yu's voice grew lower and lower.

"Mr. Lin, the door of the laboratory... suddenly locked itself just now. I heard the sound of fingernails scratching metal inside the bronze tripod."

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