Chapter 45

Translation...

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Now after all lines, output ===TITLE=== then translation of title: Little Medicine Fairy: Isn't it too fast?

Title translation: "Little Medicine Fairy: Is It Too Fast?" or "Little Medicine Fairy: Is It Too Soon?" The phrase "Isn't it too fast?" = "Isn't it too fast?" So natural English: "Little Medicine Fairy: Isn't It Too Fast?" Could be "Little Medicine Fairy: Is It Too Fast?" We'll choose: "Little Medicine Fairy: Isn't It Too Fast?" Keep punctuation.

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Although I will be an adult tomorrow, it's a pity that Xiao Li is still considered to be in an early romance.

"Xiao Yixian, I'm here." Looking at the person in the courtyard, Xiao Li's mouth curled into a smile, but thinking that the other was only twelve years old, a strange feeling rose uncontrollably in his heart.

It's no wonder he keeps wavering; the problem is, she's twelve—exactly the age at which a normal man would feel no desire upon seeing her.

Xiao Li sighed, looking at the 1.5‑meter‑tall Xiao Yixian, and decided to treat it as playing a loli‑raising game.

"Brother Xiao Li." Xiao Yixian smiled sweetly; since she and Xiao Li started dating, the smile on this little girl's face has been growing more and more.

Looking at Xiao Yixian's blossoming smile, Xiao Li recalled the purpose of his visit today and his expression turned serious.

"I came to see you today for a matter; come on, let's go inside and talk," Xiao Li said.

"Huh?" Xiao Yixian startled, then a blush rose on her face: "Is it… too fast? Didn't you say we should wait until I grow up……"

Xiao Li's expression grew stern: "The sooner this is done, the better; we can't delay."

Xiao Yixian gritted her teeth, thinking that since she had become a fighter, her physique should still be fine: "Okay, Brother Xiao Li, you… you had better be gentle when the time comes."

Xiao Li finally realized something was off—it turned out the two of them had not been on the same wavelength just now.

He tapped the little girl's head and said, half‑laughing, half‑crying: "Don't think wildly; this is serious. Before you come of age, I won't do that kind of thing."

Xiao Yixian nodded, her face flushed red, silently cursing herself as an idiot, and hurriedly followed Xiao Li.

In the room, Xiao Yixian sat upright with proper posture; she also realized that the matter Xiao Li spoke of must be important, otherwise he wouldn't be so solemn.

Looking at the sweet girl before him, Xiao Li's throat felt dry, not knowing how to begin: "Xiao Yixian, do you know your constitution?"

Xiao Li's words were like a sharp sword, instantly shattering all of Xiao Yixian's fantasies; her lips trembled and her face turned pale: "Brother Xiao Li, you… you know."

Xiao Li nodded: "Your constitution should be the Venomous Poison Body. On the Qi Continent there exists an extremely special constitution; this constitution is called the Venomous Poison Body, because the appearance of such a poison body basically brings calamity."

Xiao Yixian's body trembled incessantly; after killing the whole village at age three, she knew her body was different, but she only understood that her physique was unusual, not that it was actually the Venomous Poison Body.

"Brother Xiao Li, will you leave me?"

Xiao Li startled, his heart feeling as if it had been struck hard by something: "Of course not, and I have already found a way to treat you."

Xiao Yixian's tears at the corners of her eyes froze, and joy surged onto her cheeks: "Really? You really won't leave me!"

Embracing the Xiao Yixian who had flung herself into his arms, Xiao Li gave a helpless, wry smile: "The point isn't that I've found a solution, is it?"

"Not abandoning me is the best news." Xiao Yixian smiled dreamily.

"Okay, okay, then hear me out." Xiao Li chuckled, his heart filling with softness.

Xiao Yixian obediently sat on Xiao Li's lap, tears still hanging on her face.

Xiao Li gently wiped the tears from Xiao Yixian's face and spoke softly.

"The way to cultivate the Venomous Poison Body is to take poison; as long as you ingest poison, your Venomous Poison Body will transform the toxin contained in the poison, by a strange method, into a most special toxic battle qi— the more virulent the poison, the greater the benefit to your strength. Therefore, you need not painstakingly train; you only need to continuously consume poison, and your strength will rise quickly."

Before Xiao Yixian could even be happy, Xiao Li poured a basin of cold water on her.

"Of course, nothing in the world is absolutely perfect. Although the Venomous Poison Body can rapidly boost strength by taking poison, poison remains poison. Though relying on the Venomous Poison Body you can halt the poison from devouring your body, when the amount of poison you consume later grows ever greater, to the point where the Venomous Poison Body can no longer suppress the toxic battle qi within, then the pain of myriad poisons gnawing at the body will let you die slowly in the utmost agony."

A hint of fear appeared on Xiao Yixian's face, and she instinctively shrank into Xiao Li's embrace.

Xiao Li pityingly rubbed Xiao Yixian's head and then said: "There is also a solution: three kinds of strange fire plus some materials can resolve it."

That's easy to say; in the future Xiao Yan will be able to treat Xiao Yixian's illness, but during the treatment her clothes will be completely destroyed. Now Xiao Yixian has already pledged herself to him for life—how could Xiao Li bear it, even if Xiao Yan is his own younger brother?

So Xiao Li thought of another solution: if he could obtain a strange lightning whose effect is similar to that of strange fire, that should also work.

Second, find the Netherworld Poison Fire among the strange fires; this strange fire should be very suitable for Xiao Yixian, perhaps it will work. Moreover, aside from the Void Swallowing Flame and the Pure Lotus Inferno, there should be more than one strange fire, so it won't delay Xiao Yan's becoming emperor.

Third, the simplest: find Xiao Yixian a garment that won't burn from strange fire and can resist it… but it seems there really aren't many such clothes in the original work; to look for such attire, I'd estimate Xiao Li might as well seek strange lightning instead.

Perhaps because Xiao Li, as a man, is driven by possessiveness, he still prefers to treat Xiao Yixian himself.

After explaining these several methods to Xiao Yixian and outlining their probabilities—of course, concealing Xiao Yan's future circumstances—Xiao Li patiently awaited her reply.

Xiao Yixian leaned into Xiao Li's embrace: "As long as you stay by my side, that's enough."

Xiao Li was speechless; how could someone so young already be a love‑addled brain? He wondered what he had done to deserve such affection from Xiao Yixian.

Indeed, a man who schemes a thousand ways to pursue will most likely end up with nothing; it's the things he unintentionally reveals that attract a girl.

"Alright, then let's see what I can find." Xiao Li shrugged; for Xiao Yixian's life, he could also set aside his own possessiveness.

Xiao Yixian nodded firmly, then lifted her head to look at Xiao Li: "Brother Xiao Li, kiss me."

Xiao Li's mouth twitched; he flatly refused: "No way, you're only how old? A few days ago you replied to me without saying that, and now you dare bring it up—truly unbashful."

Xiao Yixian pouted: "Then when you left that day you were still licking your lips—weren't you savoring it?"

Xiao Li's forehead sprouted several black lines: "You little brat, who taught you that?"

Xiao Yixian put her hands on her hips; the cute little‑loli appearance made Xiao Li unable to muster any anger.

"Xun'er, she said that doing this would let you firmly grasp him in your palm."

"Xun'er…" Xiao Li gritted his teeth; the hateful Xun'er had actually turned the originally cute Xiao Yixian into this, and more importantly, she taught her too early—if Xiao Yixian had continued like this for these years…

Watching Xiao Yixian's ever‑more mature delicate form, Xiao Li rubbed his forehead; his own bottom line might have to be lowered.

"By the way, Brother Xiao Li, don't always call me Xiao Yixian."

"Then what should I call you?"

"Call me Xian'er." Xiao Yixian lowered her head, her expression a little shy; such an intimate term really suits our relationship, as Xun'er said—indeed she was right.

"All right," Xiao Li paused, then lifted the corners of his mouth into a smile: "Xian'er."

"Everyone, yesterday a reader bigwig mentioned to me the possibility of Netherworld Poison Fire; I think it could work, but I haven't seen this thing in the original work—it seems to be from a mobile game. I'll think about it some more; in the end I might still use strange lightning to solve the Venomous Poison Body problem, ε=(ο｀*))) sigh, the pain of having no outline—each day's updates rely solely on my bursts of inspiration."

(End of chapter)