The Mirror of Startling Beauty: Her courtiers are everywhere

"Zheyue, these things are too troublesome."

The icy voice echoed underwater, carrying an unusual anxiety.

He is the King of All Gu, and his bloodline flows with a pressure powerful enough to make all insects bow down.

However, this oppressive force can only suppress the Corrosive Moth for a short time.

A moment later, the suppressed worms will awaken again, even more frantic and thirsty than before, as if they have been provoked by his provocation.

They surged in from all directions, densely packed, a dark mass, obscuring the already faint pearly luster in the water.

The Ice Dragon moved like lightning, dashing left and right through the swarm of insects.

Each tail swipe sweeps away a patch of black tide, but after that patch recedes, even more moths emerge from the darkness to fill the gaps left by their companions.

Endless.

They could kill them all.

"This is so annoying."

Si Xing lay on Bing You's back, his voice tinged with weariness.

He raised his hand, brought his fingertips to his lips, and gently bit them.

A drop of blood seeped from the fingertip and fell into the dark lake.

That drop of blood was so small that it was almost negligible.

But the moment it fell into the water, the moths within a radius of several feet... suddenly seemed to be frozen in place.

The surging black tides froze into a still painting in the same instant.

A single drop of blood poisoned the entire swarm of insects.

"Walk!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Bingyou tensed his dragon body and charged towards the faint light ahead like an arrow released from a bow.

The mealy borer was only intoxicated, not killed by the poison.

His senses were accurate—the swarms of insects still had life, it was just temporarily suppressed.

Once the effects of the drug wear off, they will reawaken and become even more aggressive than before.

Not a moment's delay.

Bingyou pushed its speed to the limit, its dragon body leaving an icy blue afterimage on the water's surface.

The swarm of insects behind us began to move.

First, a few moths on the edge gently trembled their wings, and then the entire swarm of insects revived.

They awoke from their slumber, like a black wave, and surged toward the direction they had fled.

"quick!"

Si Xingxuan gritted his teeth and urged him on.

Bingyou sensed the approaching black tide behind her, and with a sudden flick of her tail, her body accelerated rapidly.

The light ahead was getting closer and brighter.

That was... a lamp.

A pale blue glass lamp hangs under the eaves of a temple building.

The stone steps under the lamp were spotless, without a single moth.

"Light."

"Could it be that these insects are afraid of light?"

Bingyou led Sixingxuan into the area illuminated by the light. The black tide behind them suddenly stopped at the edge of the light circle, as if it had crashed into an invisible wall.

The moths gathered outside the light circle, but never dared to cross the line.

Si Xing lay suspended on Bing You's back, panting heavily.

His face was paler than usual.

"Zheyue, your blood...when did it become so poisonous?" Bingyou's voice carried a hint of lingering fear.

"It's always been this toxic," Si Xingxuan replied weakly. "It's just that I can't bear to release it normally."

He looked down at his still-bleeding fingertips, his brow furrowing slightly.

"These insects... can't even kill me with my blood."

His blood is the most poisonous thing in the world.

A single drop of this poisonous substance would kill an ordinary venomous insect instantly, leaving it no chance to struggle.

But these moths... were only stunned for a while before they came running again, full of energy.

Do they really have natural enemies?

He muttered to himself, his gaze falling on the surging black tide outside the circle of light.

Bingyou did not answer.

He didn't know the answer either.

He simply curled up even tighter, shielding Si Xingxuan in the middle, his vertical pupils fixed on the restless darkness outside the circle of light.

The Crystal Heaven Secret Realm contains more than one dangerous place.

"Help!"

Liu Fengchun was trapped in a poisonous forest, where poisonous bees, almost invisible to the naked eye, lurked in the mist; a single sting would paralyze the entire body.

"Where is this place? Why can't we get out?"

Some doctors found themselves trapped in a maze-like herb garden, where the array was in operation, and the fragrance of herbs from all directions intertwined to form an impenetrable net, making it impossible to discern directions or find an exit.

Some people drowned in the medicinal pool, while others accidentally triggered an ancient seal and were struck by lightning, leaving them scorched and battered. When they crawled out of the rubble, their hair was still smoking.

"This Crystal Heaven Secret Realm is truly a place where opportunities and challenges coexist."

Physicians from all over the Nine Provinces are seeking opportunities and facing calamities in this secret realm.

"It's too scary outside."

Some people backed down, hiding in an abandoned stone house, closing the doors and windows, lighting the lamps, and daring not to take another step outside.

"Haha, I did it!"

Liu Fengchun took a risk and was stung all over by poisonous bees, but he gritted his teeth and removed the entire beehive, stuffed it into his medicine box, and laughed like a madman.

"Finally, I've made it through."

Some people were trapped in the medicine array for an entire night. Finally, at dawn, they found the flaw in the array's core and broke out. Their bodies were soaked in the fragrance of medicine, and even their breath had a bitter taste.

Everyone has their own path to walk and their own trials to overcome.

But what everyone truly desires is the inheritance of the Medicine God.

"I've heard that the Heaven of Glazed Glass contains the legacy of several generations of medicine gods."

Inside a stone house, several exhausted doctors sat around a dim oil lamp, talking in hushed tones.

"But the legacy of the first Medicine God has never been obtained by anyone."

"Did that first-generation medicine god really exist?"

"Who knows? It's just an old record, something no one's seen for thousands of years. Maybe it was just made up by later generations to deceive people."

"But if it's fake... then who set up those ancient formations and restrictions?"

No one answered.

After a moment of silence, someone sighed.

"Whether it's true or not, let's get through this hurdle first. The things of the first Medicine God are not something we can even dream of."

"Let's save our lives first."

"Too."

The group nodded and fell silent.

Outside the stone house, the night was deep.

The rustling sound outside the window was like the waves crashing on the shore, rising and falling, endlessly.

Jiu Fangzhi closed his eyes, but he didn't actually fall asleep.

He listened to the sound and discerned the movements of the moth.

They lingered outside that blue light, like a pack of tamed wild beasts guarding the cage door, afraid to cross the boundary.

A very soft turning sound came from beside me.

The bedding rustled, and the fresh scent of herbs and plants wafted from the pillow.

Jiu Fangzhi opened his eyes and turned his head away.

Tang Xixue had turned over at some point and was now facing him.

The blanket was pulled down to her chin, revealing a section of her fair neck and a slightly open collar.

Her lips were slightly parted, her breath long and warm, as if she were deep in a dream.

Her fingers had somehow landed on the back of his hand.

It's not holding, it's just resting on top of each other.

The fingertips were slightly cool, the touch as light as a falling petal, unknowingly covering the back of his hand where the veins were visible.

Jiu Fang knew that nothing had moved.

He even held his breath.

The slight chill on the back of her hand seemed to be warmed by his body heat, gradually becoming warm again.

He looked down at the hand, small and white, with nails tinged with a faint pink.

She was too close to him.

He was so close he could count her eyelashes.