Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 333: Ice and Fire
As the Seven Treasures Magical Fire slowly invades...

The body of Pansi Daxian, which looked haggard due to years of pain, began to undergo subtle changes.

Her body trembled slightly, as if touched by the gentle power coming from Xiao Chen's body.

"Um……"

"Um……"

"Um……"

The Great Immortal Pansi was tortured by the power of Xuanming for a long time.

At this moment, the long-lost feeling of comfort came like a tide, making her involuntarily let out a few comfortable and satisfied moans.

These seductive moans echoed in the silent bedroom with a slight tremor.

It didn't want to go away for a long time.

Compared with the healing methods she had experienced before, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Fire undoubtedly demonstrated its unique gentleness and delicacy.

It was not as fierce as thunder, nor as biting as ice, but like the gentlest and warmest ray of sunshine in spring, it silently penetrated into the severely damaged body and exhausted soul of Pansi Daxian.

This power is as pure as the first rays of morning light, and as gentle as if it can heal all the wounds in the world. It is not hot or violent at all, but brings a warmth and comfort that can melt people's hearts and warm their souls.

It made Pansi Daxian feel unprecedented peace and relaxation.

now.

As the treatment progressed, this feeling of comfort became stronger and stronger, making Pansi Daxian's entire body immersed in this rare pleasure.

"Um……"

In the silent bedroom, the only sounds that could be heard were the Fairy Pan Si's slight breathing and her extremely seductive moans.

These moans, with a slight tremor, echoed in the air, adding a different kind of ambiguity and warmth.

Xiao Chen sat upright on the rattan chair, his mind completely immersed in the control of the Seven Treasures Magic Fire.

His perception was closely connected with the Seven Treasures Magic Fire and merged into one with this magical flame. He could clearly capture every subtle change of the flame as it moved within the body of Pansi Immortal. Every inch of its trajectory was under his control.

Xiao Chen carefully guided the flame, first gently circling her badly damaged ribs, as if he was using warm and delicate fingers to gently and tenderly stroke those past scars.

Following his guidance, the vitality and healing power contained in the Seven Treasures Magic Fire began to be slowly released. They were like warm streams, carrying the vitality and hope of life, slowly seeping into the broken bones, nourishing the damaged body tissues, and allowing everything to quietly recover its vitality.

At last.

As time went by, the power of the Seven Treasures Magic Fire gradually penetrated deeper. It not only repaired the physical injuries of the Great Fairy Pansi, but also warmed and repaired her heart that was deeply frozen by the mysterious power.

This warmth directly penetrated through the layers of ice and warmed the deepest part of Pansi Daxian's heart.

The heart, which had been frozen as cold as ice and almost stopped beating by the power of Xuanming, began to slowly melt under the illumination of this warm flame and regained its vitality.

As the flames continued to deepen.

The originally furrowed brows of Pansi Daxian gradually relaxed at this moment, and a faint blush appeared on her face.

"Um……"

The Great Fairy Pansi couldn't help but moan again. She felt unprecedented comfort and relaxation. There was a warm force flowing in her body, warming her body that had been frozen by the mysterious power for a long time.

This warm and healing feeling made Pansi Daxian feel like a flower being nourished by rain and dew.

Each of her petals trembles gently in this blessing, glowing with new life.

It is just like this: "The Fusang tent is warmed by the seven-treasure fire, and it is the beginning of the time for the grace of rain and dew."

At this moment.

In this quaint and peaceful bedroom, time seems to have slowed down.

In the bedroom, everything was silent except for the alluring moans of the fairy Pansi.

However, just when this tranquility and beauty reached its peak.

Sudden.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The comfortable moan of Pansi Daxian was suddenly interrupted, replaced by a burst of rapid and painful gasps and coughs.

The redness on her face quickly faded, replaced by a sickly paleness, as if all the vitality had been drained away in an instant.

The warm power that was originally flowing in her body seemed to be frozen by a sudden cold.

This icy force, like a biting cold wind in winter, mercilessly attacked every inch of her skin, making her feel unprecedented cold and pain.

Faced with this sudden icy force, Pansi Daxian felt as if she was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, unable to break free.

She is suffering from endless pain and torture.

Inside the body of Pansi Daxian.

Feel the invasion of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Fire.

The icy power in the body of the Great Immortal Pansi suddenly erupted as if provoked.

This power is like an ice dragon lurking in the abyss. It is awakened by the warmth of the Seven Treasures Magic Fire and begins to fight back frantically.

The icy power of the Ancestral Witch Xuanming showed its true horror at this moment!
Ice and fire naturally do not mix.

They are natural enemies.

Either the fire goes out or the ice melts.

Xuanming is the god of water, winter, north and ice worshipped by humans in later generations.

Xuanming represents the coldness and silence of winter and symbolizes the severe cold and mystery of the north.

The lyrics of the poem in the Book of Han, Rites and Music, read: "Xuanming is in the shade, hibernating insects hide, the trees wither and fall, and frost falls in winter."

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty wrote in his poem "The Great Hunting Fu": "If it is a harsh winter, with biting cold, and the wind is blowing, the 'Xuanming' will hold the snow."

Yuan Mazuchang's poem "Transplanting Plum Blossoms" says: "In the cold 'Xuanming' weather, all the plants are fragile."

……

The ancestor witch Xuanming is even more known as the "ancestor witch of rain" or the "ancestor witch of ice". She masters the laws of rain and ice, and represents the extremely cold power in this world.

The power of Xuanming is enough to freeze everything and represents the coldest force in the three realms, the coldest of all.

Ice and fire started a fierce contest at this moment.

The Seven Wonderful Treasure Fires are mainly based on gentle healing power, not killing power. Although they are powerful, they are no match for the Mysterious Power, and gradually begin to retreat.

The broken bones and shattered organs that had been almost repaired, as well as the frozen heart that had just melted a little, were torn apart again under the ravages of the Xuanming power, as if they were ruthlessly torn apart by an invisible hand of ice.

The icy power raged wildly at the wound of Pansi Daxian, and like a violent storm, it quickly spread to her whole body.

"cold……"

The body of Pansi Daxian began to tremble uncontrollably and she was shaking with cold. Her voice was as thin as a thread, and was filled with unspeakable pain and despair.

"cold……"

Pansi Daxian murmured to herself that it was not only because of the physical pain, but also because of the chill that penetrated her body, as if to completely freeze her soul.

Her originally snow-white skin began to turn purple, as if ice was flowing in her blood, gradually eroding her vitality.

The thin purple dress of Pansi Daxian was as thin as paper and could not withstand the sudden coldness.

Xiao Chen was healing the wounds of the Great Immortal Pan Si, and his body was right next to that of the Great Immortal Pan Si, so he naturally bore the brunt of the attack.

The mysterious power seemed to have life, following the trajectory of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Fire and rushing towards Xiao Chen.

In a trance, a crack seemed to be torn in front of Xiao Chen's eyes, and a strange and shocking picture came into his sight.

He saw a human figure slowly walking out from the depths of the darkness.

This is a woman.

Her face was cold and majestic. She had a human face but a bird's body. Her body was covered with dense bone spurs. A green snake hung from each ear and she was stepping on a two-headed dragon. In her hand, she was holding a Xuanming bone spur that exuded an icy aura. She was like the god of death walking out of the icy hell, stabbing straight at him.

The momentum of the phantom was as overwhelming as the tide, as if with just a wave of the hand, it could freeze thousands of miles and make everything silent.

She opened her red lips slightly, and her deep and majestic voice echoed in Xiao Chen's ears:

"The power of the dark world freezes thousands of miles, brings bitter cold, and brings rain to all living things."

Every word seems to contain endless power and laws, which makes people feel awe.

It was Xuanming, one of the twelve great ancestors of the witch clan.

Although this was just a phantom left by Xuanming's injury, the strength of Xuanming's aura was beyond words.

“Ancestor Wu Xuanming…”

There was a cold light flashing in Xiao Chen's eyes.

The freezing coldness flowed along the trembling chest of Pansi Daxian and quickly wrapped around his arms like an icy poisonous snake, attempting to invade his body and freeze his blood and soul.

at the same time.

The shadow of the ancestor witch Xuanming also attacked Xiao Chen's body, intending to swallow him into the cold abyss.

"Humph!"

Faced with this extremely cold mysterious power, Xiao Chen did not retreat, he snorted coldly.

He began to mobilize the solar fire in his body to deal with it.

The true fire of the sun in Xiao Chen's body felt this icy power and exploded instantly as if it was provoked.

"Loud!"

Accompanied by a high-pitched cry, the shadow of a three-legged golden crow condensed within Xiao Chen's body.

This three-legged golden crow radiates a blazing light all over its body. Its wings are like burning flames, and its eyes reveal an overbearing aura that looks down on everything.

This is the incarnation of the sun's true fire, the three-legged golden crow.

There are many fires in these three realms, but who can defeat the "extreme cold" Xuanming power and fight against the Xuanming power?
Only this one, which is known as the "ancestor of all fires, the origin of all fires", is the first innate divine fire in the world, the true fire of the sun!
Samadhi True Fire is a fire formed through the cultivation of acquired supernatural powers and can only be regarded as acquired fire.

The true fire of the sun is one of the most primitive sources of fire in the world. It is born together with the innate fire beast, the Golden Crow of the Sun, and is the innate fire.

"Burn all things, the three realms and six paths, rule the universe, and I am the only one who reigns supreme!"

The phantom of the three-legged golden crow chuckled, with contempt in its eyes. It did not take the phantom of the ancestor witch Xuanming seriously at all.

Just treat them like ants.

Xiao Chen's body became the battlefield for both sides.

The phantom of the three-legged golden crow flapped its wings and flew high, carrying endless heat waves and destructive power, rushing straight towards the phantom of the ancestor witch Xuanming.

The moment when ice and fire blend.

There was an instant burst of dazzling light and a deafening roar.

Ice and fire, cold and heat, life and death, at this moment, the most intense contest unfolded.

"Boom!" A deafening roar came from Xiao Chen's body.

This huge impact force exploded in Xiao Chen's body, ruthlessly hitting every one of his organs like a storm.

The force was so strong that even Xiao Chen's magical body made up of acquired spiritual treasures felt a violent tremor.

"Um……"

Xiao Chen groaned.

He has a magical body, and his acquired spiritual treasures provide him with powerful defense, so he can naturally withstand it.

But an ordinary flesh and blood body would probably be shattered into pieces in such a huge collision.

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and with his strong will and powerful body, he withstood the huge impact.

At the same time, the anger in Xiao Chen's heart was completely ignited.

"What is the mysterious and mysterious ancestor witch? You are nothing but a pile of dry bones in a tomb. Get out of here!"

Xiao Chen drove the true sun fire in his body, burning it madly inside his body, forcing back the invading Xuanming power bit by bit.

finally.

Under the blazing flames of the sun's true fire, the shadow of the ancestor witch Xuanming was burned to ashes and turned into a wisp of green smoke that dissipated in Xiao Chen's body.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen immediately shifted his attention to Pansi Daxian and continued to heal her.

At this moment.

A sudden cold and soft touch interrupted his thoughts.

Xiao Chen felt a pair of cold and soft arms tightly wrapped around his waist. This sudden close contact startled him.

"This is……"

Xiao Chen was startled. He opened his eyes suddenly, and a hint of doubt and confusion flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Chen lowered his head, his eyes first falling on the arms that were tightly wrapped around him.

The arms were slender and soft, the skin was as smooth and delicate as silk, revealing an indescribable gentleness and softness.

His gaze moved upward along the arm, and finally stopped on the extremely delicate yet slightly pale face of Pansi Daxian.

The fairy Pansi at this moment was completely different from her usual heroic self.

At this moment, the Great Fairy Pan Si looked extremely weak. Under the icy impact of the shadow of the Ancestral Witch Xuanming, she had no strength to hold on any longer. She completely fainted, lying quietly on the bed that was carefully woven from red hibiscus leaves.

The hibiscus leaves emit a faint red light.

The face of Pansi Fairy looked particularly gentle in the faint light, like an exquisite and fragile sleeping beauty, waiting for the prince's kiss to wake her up.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was experiencing some kind of torture in a dream; the corners of her mouth were slightly opened, as if she was telling endless sleep talk, but people could not hear the specific content.

However, even in such a weak state.

The soft arms of Pansi Daxian were still tightly wrapped around Xiao Chen, as if this was her last support and warmth in this cold world.

When it is extremely cold, people will yearn for warmth.

At this time, the true sun fire in Xiao Chen's body was burning fiercely, and the true sun fire in his body made his whole body exude a warm breath.

His whole body was like a little sun, so it was naturally very warm.

However, if you want to heal your wounds, you naturally have to rely on the gentle healing flame such as the Seven Treasures Wonderful Fire.

The flame of the sun's true fire is too violent and it causes killing.

If the true fire of the sun was directly put into the body of Pansi Daxian, it would probably burn her meridians, body, and soul dry.

Then there is no need for treatment.

at this time.

Pansi Daxian, the senior in normal times, is as fragile as a child lost in the cold wind.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured unconsciously:

"Cold, cold, cold..."

Although the voice was as light as a mosquito, it was like a faint call in the cold winter wind, deeply touching the softest part of Xiao Chen's heart.

This...what is Pan Si, senior or not, master or not!
All seem so insignificant at this moment.

There is only one word in Xiao Chen’s mind - "A doctor is like a loving parent."

Yes, no matter what her identity was, in Xiao Chen's eyes, the Immortal Pansi was just a pitiful, helpless and weak woman.

"Hey……"

Xiao Chen sighed softly, and a bit of pity arose in his heart.

He knew very well that he had the true fire of the sun to protect his body, so he was naturally not afraid of the extremely cold power of the ancestor witch Xuanming.

But the immortal Pansi can’t do that.

For so many years, she endured the torment of the cold alone.

I really don't know how she managed to survive.

This woman was so strong and tenacious that he couldn't help but be moved by her.

At this time, the immortal Pansi was trapped in a long dream.

She seemed to have returned to the glorious days of the ancient demon court.

In that era, there were two golden crows standing above the Demon Court. One was fierce and violent, emitting the aura of royal power; the other looked down on the world, emitting the aura of imperial dignity.

They are the masters of heaven and earth and control everything.

Under the demon court.

Demon Master Kunpeng, Bai Ze, Jiuying, Chitie, Fei Lian, Ji Meng... the ten great demon saints stood on both sides, and the entire demon court was filled with solemnity and dignity.

It was an indescribable splendor and glory.

It is:

"There is no other sun in the sky, and the earth carries all directions. I am the only one who rules the universe."

"Victory or defeat is up to me, not heaven. I am used to talking and laughing and slaughtering people in the smoke of war. If I fight, heaven and earth will decide. If I fight, I will lose and I will not survive."

These majestic and domineering words echoed in the dream of Pansi Daxian. She seemed to see the figure of the Demon King, tall and majestic, able to control everything.

……

However, the dream scene turned over again.

Deep in the dream, Pansi Daxian found herself alone in a snowy mountain covered with ice and snow.

The night was pitch black all around her, and the cold wind was like a sharp blade, mercilessly cutting her skin. The heavy snow was like an endless white curtain, falling down, completely isolating her from the outside world.

She curled up into a ball, trying to use her weak body temperature to resist the coldness that seemed to penetrate her soul.

However, even if she tried her best, she couldn't resist the biting cold.

She felt as if she was about to be swallowed up by the endless cold, forever sinking in this icy dream, unable to escape.

At this moment of despair, a warm and bright flame suddenly appeared in front of them.

The flame was like a ray of sunshine in winter, penetrating the darkness and cold, swirling around her like a whirlwind and enveloping her tightly.

The warm breath instantly permeated her whole body, as if a warm current was rising from the bottom of her heart, slowly dispelling the coldness on her body and warming her almost frozen heart.

Pan Si Daxian felt an unprecedented comfort and security. She couldn't help but want to hug the whirlwind of fire, as if it was her only support and warmth in this cold world.

The flame seemed to have some kind of magic, which not only warmed her body, but also warmed her soul, allowing her to find a glimmer of hope and light in this desperate dream.

As the warmth of the flame continued to penetrate, the dream of Pansi Daxian began to change.

The cold snow-capped mountains gradually melted, replaced by a scene full of spring.

The sun was shining, the flowers were fragrant, and she seemed to be in a world full of vitality and vigor.

The cold atmosphere has disappeared without a trace, replaced by warmth and tranquility.

And that warm flame turned into a familiar figure, walking towards her with a smile...

The hibiscus leaves on the bed emitted a faint red light.

Under the faint and soft light, Xiao Chen was tightly embraced by the Immortal Pansi. The figures of the two demons intertwined, forming a warm and touching picture.

This scene is just as described in the poem:

"A ball of spring embraces me, and a beautiful lady is sleeping soundly."

Xiao Chen originally planned to gently untie Pansi Daxian's arms. After all, such an intimate posture made him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, just as Xiao Chen made his move, Pansi Daxian seemed to have keenly sensed his intention and murmured:
"No."

Although the voice was as light as a mosquito, it carried a hint of reluctance and attachment.

This made Xiao Chen stop and hesitate for a moment.

Xiao Chen lowered his head and stared at the sleeping face of Pansi Daxian.

The extremely delicate face of Pansi Daxian was filled with tranquility and serenity, as if at this moment, all the troubles and pains had left her.

"This……"

Xiao Chen looked down at the sleeping face of Pansi Daxian and sighed. Forget it, the treatment effect comes first.

The main purpose of this trip is to heal the injuries of the Great Fairy Pansi, and healing her injuries is the top priority.

As for those minor things, such as the current hug, although it made him feel a little uncomfortable, they were insignificant in comparison and could be put aside for the time being.

Just as Pansi Daxian said, "My demon children are not particular about trivial matters."

So, Xiao Chen decided to put aside his worries, stop struggling, and let Pansi Daxian hold him quietly.

He closed his eyes and began to concentrate on circulating the Seven Treasures Magic Fire in his body to continue healing the Great Immortal Pansi.

……

Outside the quiet courtyard of Pansi Daxian, an ancient hibiscus tree stands quietly.

Its branches are thick, the bark is mottled, and every crack records a story from the past.

A gentle breeze blew through the hibiscus trees.

From time to time, one or two red hibiscus leaves floated in the air.

Sudden.

The hibiscus tree is in bloom.

The fragrance of hibiscus flowers drifted in the wind, filling the entire courtyard.

(End of this chapter)