"This is an aphrodisiac. It also has another na—’aphrodisiac.’"
Song Changsheng’s mind exploded. ’An aphrodisiac?’
"A fucking Tier Three ’aphrodisiac’? Is this so kind of sick joke!" Song Changsheng looked at the Pill emanating fluctuations of Spiritual Power, feeling as if the universe was ssing with him.
For a dignified Tier Three Alchemist to be refining an ’aphrodisiac’... This was absurd on a whole new level. Song Changsheng had racked his brains, but he never would have imagined this as the answer.
"Uh... are you sure?" Song Changsheng tried, grasping at straws.
"What, you don’t believe ?" Xia Wanyun held the Pill to her nose and took a light sniff. A flush imdiately spread across her delicate cheeks, and Song Changsheng could have sworn he heard faint sounds that would "make a man’s blood boil."
"More importantly, how do you even recognize an ’aphrodisiac’?" Song Changsheng stared at the Pill, which glowed with a purple light, still struggling to accept the fact that he had managed to loot two "aphrodisiacs."
Xia Wanyun blinked flirtatiously, her voice turning sweet. "Because that old bastard prepared it for . How do you think I’d know?"
"For you..." Song Changsheng’s eyes traveled up and down her form, his disbelief growing. ’For soone like her, would he really need to resort to a crude thod like an ’aphrodisiac’?’
"Of course, it’s no ordinary ’aphrodisiac’. During the union of Yin and Yang, whoever takes this Pill will beco the other’s Furnace Cauldron. I have a special constitution, which is why that wretched old man abducted .
"Young Master, would you like to give it a try?" Xia Wanyun gave him a coquettish look, but one of her delicate hands had, at so point, moved to her waist.
Understanding dawned on Song Changsheng. He had been wondering why this Evil Cultivator would risk his life to kidnap a re Auctioneer. Though she possessed a beauty that could ruin nations, Purple Mansion Cultivators were without exception individuals of resolute will; how could one be so easily swayed by a pretty face?
But a special constitution would explain everything. In this world, apart from their Spirit Root, so Cultivators are also born with a special constitution, though the chances are very low.
Song Changsheng sotis wondered if Song Qingxi also possessed so kind of special constitution. After all, the Spirit Plants she tended to grew exceptionally well. Even that Cyan Plum Tree was on the verge of reaching Entry-Level and becoming a true Spirit Fruit Tree.
The difference between "No Grade" and "Entry-Level" might sound minor, but their values were as far apart as heaven and earth—completely incomparable.
If Song Qingxi truly possessed a relevant special constitution, it would be like the clan had struck gold.
Unfortunately, the Song Clan possessed no treasure capable of detecting special constitutions, so Song Changsheng had never been able to confirm his suspicions.
Now that the confusion in his mind was cleared up, the fact that he’d looted a couple of "aphrodisiacs" didn’t seem quite so hard to swallow.
Choosing to ignore Xia Wanyun’s last comnt, Song Changsheng briefly explained their current predicant. He finished by saying, "Fellow Daoist Xia, this Illusionary Array is rather troubleso. It will take so ti to break. If you have a way of contacting your seniors, you should give it a try."
This was partly a suggestion for her to call for reinforcents, and partly an attempt to put her at ease.
He might have ignored her provocative words from before, but that didn’t an he hadn’t understood her intent. She was testing him to see if he had any untoward intentions. In all likelihood, she had probably tested Xu Yunhe already.
If he had given in to his desires just now, he would have likely fallen into one of her hidden traps.
Song Changsheng could understand her reasoning. She was, after all, a stunning beauty with a perfect figure, possessing a special constitution that even Purple Mansion Cultivators found irresistible. It was only natural for her to feel insecure, being in such a weakened state with two virile, hot-blooded n.
Her actions since waking up might have made her seem desperate and lustful, but in reality, they were all a ans to test or control them.
If he wasn’t mistaken, Xia Wanyun surely had a trump card hidden up her sleeve. It probably wouldn’t be enough to handle a Purple Mansion Cultivator, but it would likely be very effective against the two of them.
That was why he chose this thod to reassure her.
Sure enough, after Song Changsheng finished speaking, Xia Wanyun’s tense body relaxed slightly. She tossed the Pill to him, then lay sideways on the Qingshi slab, crossing her legs. After tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, she said, "I do have a Communication Jade Scroll, I just don’t know if its ssage can penetrate this Illusionary Array."
"We won’t know until we try. If a Purple Mansion Great Cultivator doesn’t intervene, with my skill in Arrays, there’s no telling when we’ll get out." At the mont, Song Changsheng had little confidence in his ability to break the Array.
Hearing this, Xia Wanyun took out a Jade Scroll and crushed it with a little force. A beam of light wreathed in Purple Qi shot into the sky, speeding due south.
But just as the light was about to leave the dense forest, it seed to strike an invisible barrier and ricocheted back. A thick mist then rose, and the purple glow began to dart about erratically within the bamboo grove until its Mana was exhausted and it dissipated into nothingness.
’Is everything blocked?’ Song Changsheng frowned slightly. It seed they couldn’t count on outside help. Still, at least they could now confirm that Luoxia City was due south. That was a small silver lining, at least.
At that mont, the Sword Qi circulating around Xu Yunhe began to diminish, eventually vanishing completely.
He opened his eyes, his gaze first falling on Xia Wanyun. Seeing that she hadn’t made any rash moves, he then turned to Song Changsheng. "Brother Song," he asked, "have you made any headway?"
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