Chapter 242: What Breed of Beast Are You?

Ye Tinglan is not Long Qinghuang.

Lu Xingzhou had felt life-threatening killing intent from Long Qinghuang many times, but not from Ye Tinglan, even though she was now filled with inexplicable shame and anger.

She only wanted a way out.

But strangely, while Lu Xingzhou could usually find a hundred ways out at any time, at this moment his mind was in a blur, actually somewhat blank, and only after a long pause did he casually say: "Thank you, Mr., for saving me again."

But the arm wrapped around her waist did not move at all.

Ye Tinglan seemed not to feel it either, still sitting there, her expression somewhat complex.

To say he was saved is not quite accurate.

She also wanted to leave this place, naturally needing to fight the Profound Snake; at most, he was just dead weight. But this Fourth-Rank dead weight did not eat soft rice; whether in pre-battle preparations, poisoning to lure the snake, the final poisoning and killing, or even blasting open the snake's mouth... he was actually a semi-main force cooperating in the battle.

Although without this dead weight, she would not need to distract herself by protecting him, and Ye Tinglan herself could win more easily without being so disheveled or needing him to serve as the main force, but it must be admitted that the nature of this time was indeed fighting side by side.

He had always wanted to prove this point, hoping for an equal perspective, not one looking down from above.

He even wanted to downplay his identity as Mr., labeling it as "spy."

Why did he hope for such a perspective...

Ji Wenchuan's words floated through his mind again: He is pursuing you.

Ye Tinglan's heart was somewhat chaotic; this was a direct approach she had never felt in her life, and coincidentally now she was being intimate with the "suitor" in various ways, making the feeling even more complex. She was even somewhat afraid of hearing Lu Xingzhou speak, fearing he might blurt out some lecherous words; she couldn't kill him, which was terribly troublesome.

Don't speak...

Just as she thought this, she heard Lu Xingzhou say from behind: "What is Mr. thinking?"

The voice was very close, breath sweeping past her ear again, making her whole body feel hot and restless.

Ye Tinglan said coldly: "Thinking about when you will let go!"

Lu Xingzhou did not let go, murmuring: "If Mr. wants to break free, isn't that very easy?"

Lu Xingzhou didn't know what he was doing either; normally he wouldn't get so aroused just seeing a patch of pale skin, especially after a battle when there was no leisure for such thoughts, but today he couldn't control himself. Instead, he held her, reluctant to let go, clearly knowing that continuing like this would cause a fight... but he just couldn't let go.

Even his breathing became rougher.

Ye Tinglan's breathing also started to feel wrong; she turned her hand and slapped his shoulder: "Let go!"

But as soon as she slapped down, she herself softened slightly, her heart horrified.

What is going on?

She also felt a surge of heat rising; the more Lu Xingzhou held her, the weaker her whole body became, desire surging up.

Both were people of wide experience; at this moment, they both widened their eyes, finally remembering a question.

Just now, when they finally ran out from the snake's mouth, they had blasted the Profound Snake injured, and the saliva splashed on them contained blood.

Could this blood have an aphrodisiac effect? Yes, it was a Sub-Dragon breed; dragon blood often has this effect.

It was only a small amount of contact; they hadn't noticed it before, but now, holding each other like this, it triggered...

Lu Xingzhou's heart was speechless to death; when Bai Mao was first hit by the Little Demon Girl's charm technique, he had said who would carry such an antidote on their person for no reason, never to encounter it twice in a lifetime. But not long after, Gua Mei was tricked by a Succubus, and A Nuo refined a pill on the spot to solve it; this time, he and Ye Tinglan were hit by dragon blood again; who would refine a pill?

Who said you wouldn't encounter it a few times? Haven't we had three times in just half a year?

This is super-grade Dragon Blood! Even just a trace could produce terrifying effects. If they had been drenched thoroughly, probably both of them would now be sinking into the sea of desire.

Lu Xingzhou searched in the ring for a long time; he really didn't have such medicine prepared. He had antidotes, but was this poison? He could only ask: "Does Mr. carry this kind of antidote?"

Ye Tinglan: "..." "No."

"Then what do we do?"

There was an even more tragic situation: Ye Tinglan had been using her body to protect Lu Xingzhou, so she was contaminated more, while Lu Xingzhou only got splashed a tiny bit. Now her desire was more intense than Lu Xingzhou's; the human instincts she had suppressed through cultivation for a lifetime were now surging back fiercely.

She clearly still had the strength to stand up, but felt herself leaning softly in the man's arms and didn't want to move, not knowing if she was truly weak or just making an excuse to covet the embrace.

His hand wrapped around her waist; she no longer felt annoyed, but instead vaguely expected him to move a bit... having been ascetic for a lifetime, going against nature, when it erupted, it was hotter than ever before.

Otherwise, why would she keep telling him to let go; she would have stood up long ago.

You're like this and you ask me what to do; who should I ask?

Ye Tinglan was a mix of shame and anger, also carrying a fear she had never felt before.

If he really did something reckless... what should she do?

His hot breath had already fallen on her exposed shoulder; she could feel his suppressed desire. His hot lips kissed her shoulder, and Ye Tinglan herself couldn't help but make an "En" sound, lifting her snow-white neck, her gaze somewhat lost.

But Lu Xingzhou did not take the next step for a long time.

Ye Tinglan didn't even know if she should scold him, calling him a weakling: "Do something then..."

She heard Lu Xingzhou say with difficulty: "I thought of something I have..."

Ye Tinglan: "..."

Lu Xingzhou tremulously pulled a root vegetable out of the ring: "This is... this is a symbiotic plant I dug up in a small secret realm beside Miss Qingli's ice house when I first arrived at Frozen Moon Cold River... it has, it has a purifying effect... it is only Fourth-Rank, and has not been refined, I don't know if it is enough... you eat it first and try; the key lies in this purification... then, then take some antidote to cooperate, probably there will be..."

She could feel Lu Xingzhou's trembling voice, extremely reluctant... Ye Tinglan looked at the root vegetable being brought to her red lips, her expression extremely strange, even wanting to laugh a little.

Every drink and every bite is perhaps predetermined by fate.

But he was actually willing to do this... She slowly took a bite; the root was bitter and astringent, slightly sweet amidst the astringency.

Just like her mood at this moment.

Her mind also cleared up a few points; she also took out a few antidote pills from the ring to eat along with it, and reached back to stuff one into Lu Xingzhou's mouth.

Her slender fingers touched his lips; Lu Xingzhou puckered them and kissed once.

Ye Tinglan looked at him with a mix of feigned anger and resentment, simply withdrawing her hand, making no further gesture.

The atmosphere was silent for a time; both were silently digesting the medicinal power, guiding the purifying effect of the root vegetable to wash the blood.

For Lu Xingzhou, it actually had no effect; the power of the Fourth-Rank root was insufficient, and the antidote pills were not the right remedy, but it was effective for Ye Tinglan; she was the kind of person who only needed a slight external push to drive out all the improper restlessness in her blood.

Just as Lu Xingzhou could no longer hold back and tried to continue kissing her neck, Ye Tinglan opened her eyes and easily spun away from his embrace. Lu Xingzhou puckered his lips and kissed empty air directly, his eyes extremely resentful.

Immediately, her slender finger pointed at his forehead; a burst of coolness penetrated his heart meridians; Lu Xingzhou's action froze there, his eyes gradually becoming clear.

Ye Tinglan crossed her arms and looked down at him; Lu Xingzhou sat in his wheelchair and looked up to meet her gaze.

After a while, Ye Tinglan suddenly laughed: "Regret?"

"Hmm?"

"Why were you touching the medicine if there was nothing wrong?"

Lu Xingzhou chuckled helplessly, stood up, took another outer robe from his ring, and wrapped it around her: "Truly forgetting there was medicine would be regret."

His movements were so natural, just like a husband draping clothes over his wife.

Actually, if he hadn't touched the medicine, Ye Tinglan's strength would have allowed her to break free sooner or later, and people would have died then. But once he touched the medicine, her perception of him in her heart soared straight up, and her favorability skyrocketed.

With favorability and physical intimacy, a man's status in a woman's heart was never the same as before.

Ye Tinglan didn't refuse his draping of the robe anymore; she just looked at him quietly: "Haven't you had lustful thoughts about me for a long time?"

"Hey, how can that be called lust? That's called 'The graceful lady is sought by the gentleman'."

"Admitting it?"

Lu Xingzhou was silent for a moment, then made an "Hmm" sound.

"Because I look like Yuan Muyu?"

Lu Xingzhou was stunned, then shook his head: "I formed the intention before I even saw what you looked like; what does she have to do with it?"

"You can form an intention based on sight without even knowing what you look like?"

"... Don't you know that wearing a veil is even more alluring?"

"Not knowing your appearance, not knowing your identity, and I am even your teacher. You still form lustful thoughts; what breed of beast are you?"

Lu Xingzhou scratched his head and didn't answer.

Even if he was that kind of beast, it was a hundred times better than the answer "because I look like Yuan Muyu." If he really said it was because she looked like Yu, he would probably be thrown into the lake to feed the fish right now. Even if he formed the intention after seeing her appearance, the suspicion of doing so because she resembled Yuan Muyu could never be cleared; it was better to form the intention while she was still wearing the veil. Look, Mr. scolded him, but there was a hint of a smile.

Ye Tinglan tightened the outer robe around her, walked a few steps toward the lakeside, and looked at the dark lake surface: "You know I am from the Heavenly Jade Sacred Land."

Lu Xingzhou said: "So what? Not everyone in the Heavenly Jade Sacred Land is a Daoist Priest, and you aren't the Imperial Preceptor True Person Tinglan... does she even control her junior sister's marriage?"

Ye Tinglan, who was full of complex emotions, was almost laughed out by this remark: "Her... she really does control it."

Lu Xingzhou said: "One day, a man will control her too."

Ye Tinglan was silent for a moment: "She is a nun."

"I don't care what kind of person she is; you aren't."

Ye Tinglan didn't expect that denying an identity would be like moving a stone only to smash her own foot; she was truly at a loss between laughter and tears, not knowing how to reply to this for a long time. She originally wanted to persuade him to give up these inappropriate thoughts and for them to interact normally, but what reason could she find now?

Master and disciple? He would immediately say you are a female spy, that teaching is with ulterior motives, and refuse to recognize Mr.

He had already figured it all out long ago.

Finally, she simply said: "Your thoughts will never get a response; why waste your effort?"

Lu Xingzhou actually didn't expect this answer: "Does Mr. mean you agree to let me pursue you?"

Ye Tinglan hesitated, then simply said: "Whatever. Who can control you?"

After speaking, she seemed to feel this kind of talk was very shameful, immediately turned around, went to the side of the Black Snake corpse, and directly activated the topic-shifting technique: "Its whole body counts as good stuff; do you have any needs?"

"Give me a bit of blood for refining pills; I have no other needs, just keep the rest... my ring isn't that big."

"Who do you want to harm with the blood?"

"... I haven't even harmed someone so easily within reach; who else could I harm? This is just a Dan Master's research heart encountering medicine."

Ye Tinglan's willow eyebrows shot up: "Who are you saying is easily within reach!"

"?" Lu Xingzhou was dumbfounded.

Is it that no matter what identity or status a woman has, as long as she is a woman, she ends up like this?

(End of this chapter)