While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

The refining process began, following the instructions in the prescription exactly.

Once the process was complete, the liquid in the pot quickly turned a deep pink, with suspicious pink bubbles on the surface, and the aroma was sickeningly sweet.

Tianyan frowned, and the color of the liquid changed. The liquid he had previously produced was dark red, but this time it was pink.

Since the process and materials are the same, the problem indeed lies in the flames.

The original owner of this pink flame was a special-grade cursed spirit that was transformed from the myth of the nine-tailed fox. Although its characteristic in the previous battle was burning cursed power, it also had another characteristic: arousing people's desires at the bottom of their hearts. You can tell from the performance of Haibara Yu and Nanami Kento that it was an aphrodisiac!

Tianyan absorbed the pink flames it left behind, and naturally inherited this characteristic as well.

That's why the color changes.

But how will you know the effectiveness of healing medicine if you don't try it yourself?

Looking around, but not even finding a single white mouse, Tianyan scratched his head and instantly made up his mind.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

He rolled up his sleeves, casually picked up a small scalpel from the instrument rack next to the worktable, and made a shallow cut on the inside of his forearm, about four or five centimeters long, not much different from the wound from the last test.

Then apply the pink liquid medicine on it.

He nodded, feeling that the blood-recovery effect was indeed working. He felt a warm, healing sensation around the wound, and the cells were repairing themselves rapidly, which was quite good.

The wound healed quickly, a little faster than before, clearly because the medicine's effects were enhanced by the pink flame.

then.

About five seconds passed.

Another feeling came over me.

Tianyan sat in the chair, his expression changing in an extremely subtle way.

His cheeks began to burn, his ears burned, and it felt like something in his chest had been ignited. His gaze fell on the row of condenser tubes in front of him. Looking at those bright, transparent glass tubes, some... images that were not suitable to be described in detail in public suddenly appeared in his mind.

He pinched himself hard.

Useless.

I pinched it again.

It still didn't work.

Tian Yan straightened up, took a deep breath, and after five seconds of contemplating his current state, he came to a very objective conclusion.

Sure enough, the effect in this aspect was also enhanced!

Feeling the warm current surging through his body, he closed his eyes, and the vortex within his body began to rotate, with the pink flames starting to play another role within him.

If it can ignite desire, then it can certainly extinguish it as well.

Three seconds later, Tianyan sat in the chair with an unusually calm expression, as calm as a stagnant pool of water, like an enlightened master who had seen through the illusions of the world!

It's that kind of complete, emotionless calm. Tianyan has a more fitting name for it: the Sage's Time!

With a clear mind and stable magical power, there were no superfluous thoughts, leaving only the purest ability to observe and analyze the world before him.

He quickly analyzed it in his mind.

The fact that Pink Flame absorbs the effects of aphrodisiacs indicates that it has a strong 'toxicity' to certain types of emotional and desire energies. In other words, if he inhales or comes into contact with any skill that attempts to disturb his mind during a battle, he can directly activate Pink Flame to burn away all the messy interference and remain absolutely clear-headed.

Conversely, the pink flames in his own palm also have a disruptive effect on enemies.

Once the enemy is tainted, their mind will become chaotic, their attention will become scattered, and their judgment will begin to falter.

In battle, even a moment's lapse in concentration can have extremely serious consequences!

However, it seems that cursed spirits do not possess such emotions, or perhaps this only works on sorcerers.

But that's enough.

Tianyan turned his gaze back to the medicinal liquid: "Come on, let's try separating the medicinal effects."

I always feel like I can do anything in this state!

That's terrifyingly powerful!

For the second batch, he changed his approach.

This time, they did the opposite, using the burning technique to precisely control the burning temperature and purity of the powder fire, artificially and forcibly separating the healing components from other components in the medicinal materials.

The vortex of magical energy began to spin faster, and under his conscious guidance, the pink flame, like a trained hunting dog, precisely picked out a certain wavelength of "ingredient" from a pot of boiling medicinal liquid and pushed it aside.

On the left, a globular, translucent red liquid gradually condensed.

On the right side, another stream of pink liquid, almost purple in color, slowly precipitated from the main body and gathered on the other side.

Tianyan stared intently at the two liquids, adjusting the flames of the pink fire to a finer point, like a surgeon using tweezers to separate tissue, gradually wiping away the two medicinal properties until they no longer interfered with each other.

The two medicines each took their own form.

He got up, took two small glass medicine bottles, and put the medicine into each one.

The one on the left has almost no smell, only a faint, indescribable grassy fragrance.

The one on the right is a vibrant pink, and its sweet, cloying fragrance is almost overwhelming, as if someone has poured the entire spring into this small bottle.

Tianyan placed the two bottles side by side on the table, then picked up the one on the left and made another cut on his forearm.

I put a drop of the medicine on the wound.

The healing speed was even faster than the first time, and it was almost visibly growing back. However, this time there was no other feeling; it was just completely and neatly healed.

well.

He examined the wound again under the light to confirm that the healing was progressing well, and then casually pulled his sleeve down.

I picked up the bottle of concentrated pink liquid on the right and turned it around under the light.

The liquid in the glass bottle was a deep pinkish-purple, and its cloyingly sweet aroma could be smelled from afar. It was so sweet that it was almost sickening, yet you couldn't help but want to smell it again.

"This thing..."

He shook the bottle; the liquid inside had a thick layer clinging to the sides, much less fluid than the one on the left, and was as thick as syrup. "It probably has no healing effect anymore, right?"

He knew very well when they separated that all the healing ingredients had been pushed into the red liquid in the left bottle, while the remaining ingredients in the right bottle were basically pure aphrodisiacs. The essence of the herbs such as epimedium, cistanche, cynomorium, dodder seed, and wolfberry, combined with the concentrated purification by Pink Fire, probably had its effects doubled.

Without any hesitation, he poured a drop directly into his mouth.

He absolutely has to taste this!

A warm sensation began to spread from my mouth.

Following the blood vessels and meridians, it rushes from the chest cavity to the lower abdomen, and from the lower abdomen to the limbs and bones.

It's like someone poured a spoonful of scalding honey into your blood.

Sweet, cloying, hot.

Tianyan's expression underwent an extremely subtle change in that instant. It wasn't pain or discomfort, but a more complex expression that was difficult to describe in words.

His pupils dilated slightly, his breathing rate increased from the start, and the temperature of his cheeks rose by at least two degrees within five seconds.

Images begin to appear in my mind; they appear before my eyes even without closing them, and they feel even more real when I close them.

It is a clear and detailed picture, with every detail rendered in exquisite detail. The colors are vibrant, the sound is clear, and the touch is so realistic that it feels like someone is actually touching his skin.

"...The effect is too powerful."

Tianyan gritted his teeth and squeezed out those words.

He quickly closed his eyes, and the vortex inside his body began to spin faster, with pink flames igniting, like a hungry beast opening its mouth and roaming inside his body.

Soon, Tianyan opened his eyes again, his pupils clear and his expression calm as still water.

Tianyan glanced at the bottle of pink liquid and nodded: "Its pure effect is very strong, but this stuff is best used to ambush acquaintances. Don't even think about using it against an enemy."

He summed it up with two words: "Neither fish nor fodder."

He hadn't used up all the Chinese medicinal herbs he brought, so he continued working, preparing to refine them all and make several batches of pure healing medicine for future use.

In the corridor outside the laboratory, a girl with brown hair was observing the situation inside with her hands held like binoculars.