Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

A black minivan came to a steady stop in front of a guesthouse at the end of the old street.

The early autumn night wind swept up a few withered yellow leaves, swirling them past the wheels of a car.

Lin Ye removed the car key, pushed open the door, and got out of the car.

Ayougu rushed into the open kitchen on the first floor, clutching the purplish-black brocade box containing the "Bloodline Dragon Vine".

This Miao girl was obsessed with alchemy.

She rummaged through drawers and cupboards until she found a clay pot, then threw the withered vine directly into it.

"Light the fire! Boil the water! This young lady is going to show off her skills tonight!"

The silver rings around Ayougu's neck jingled as she hummed an unknown Miao folk song.

Lin Ye took off his well-tailored haute couture suit jacket and casually tossed it onto the back of the sofa.

He loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing a large expanse of his strong, hot chest.

Leng Yue changed into a pair of soft home slippers.

The hem of the dark blue velvet dress brushed against the wooden floor.

She walked up to Lin Ye and raised her hand to smooth out the wrinkles in his shirt collar.

The cool fragrance of the red spider lily wafted straight into Lin Ye's nostrils.

"This Bloodline Dragon Vine is cold and domineering; Ayougu's meager mortal fire simply cannot extract its medicinal properties."

Leng Yue's red lips parted slightly, and a languid spring-like feeling was hidden in her deep red eyes.

"My lord, we still need to borrow the essence of your pure Yang Dao body to suppress its ferocity."

Lin Ye wrapped his large arm around Leng Yue's slender waist and pulled her half a step closer.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together.

Lin Ye's burning body temperature penetrated the velvet fabric, and Leng Yue instinctively let out a soft groan.

Her cold, delicate body went limp in Lin Ye's arms, and a striking blush rose at the corner of her eyes.

"I'll go check on it. You go back to your room and wash up first."

Lin Ye lowered his head and placed a domineering kiss on her smooth, full forehead.

Steam billowed in the kitchen.

The water in the casserole did not boil; instead, a thick layer of dark blue ice formed on its surface.

The section of the blood-red dragon vine writhed violently beneath the ice, and the blood-red patterns on its surface came to life.

A pungent, earthy smell filled the air, and the temperature in the entire kitchen plummeted to freezing.

Ayougu was shivering from the cold, hugging her shoulders and backing away repeatedly.

"What the hell! How come this damn grass has a freezing effect? ​​All my fire is extinguished!"

Light streamed in front of my retina, and the system's metallic voice rang out crisply in my mind.

"Ding! System notification: Extremely Yin poison detected, resisting cooking. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, spiritual beings are forbidden. Please finalize the cooking plan within three minutes and give this plant a hardcore shock from the modern culinary world!"

The light screen popped open, revealing three options:

Option A: A rising star in the world of dark cuisine—pour half a bottle of dark soy sauce into a clay pot, sprinkle on some cumin and chili powder, and shout, "High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods!"

[Reward: Obtain the Dark Chef's Apron. Consequence: The Bloodline Dragon Vine will instantly mutate into a tentacle monster, and your kitchen will be reduced to ruins.]

Option B: Cyber ​​Rebirth – Place the clay pot in the microwave and heat it on high for ten minutes. Use microwave radiation to physically break down its yin energy structure.

[Reward: Appliance Repair Skill +10. Consequence: Microwave oven explodes to nuclear-level quality; Bureau Nine will place you on a terrorist watchlist.]

Option C: Pure Yang Stabilizes the Cauldron, Blood Simmers Yin – By pricking the fingertip, pure Yang blood is used to forcibly break the ice seal. Taoist true energy is used as the furnace fire to simmer a pot of unparalleled nourishing Yin-Yang harmony soup!

[Reward: 300 Official Points, unlocking the incomplete recipe for the [Yin Yang Harmony Powder], and a surge in the loyalty and possessiveness of the two female zombies.]

I choose C.

Lin Ye strode into the kitchen and pushed the inconvenient Ayougu aside.

He picked up a dinner knife with his right hand and, without hesitation, slashed his left index finger.

A drop of pure Yang primordial blood, shimmering with a faint golden light, fell precisely onto the azure ice layer on the surface of the casserole.

The crimson-gold pure yang karmic fire exploded with a roar!

The ice layer crumbled bit by bit under the high temperature, turning into large plumes of rising white water vapor.

Lin Ye placed his palms on the outer wall of the casserole, continuously pouring in pure Yang energy.

The frenzied blood-red dragon vine emitted a mournful chirping sound under the scorching heat of the yang fire, eventually melting completely and turning the entire pot of water into a rich and alluring dark purple.

"Serve two bowls."

Lin Ye withdrew his inner energy and took a tissue to wipe the blood from his fingertips.

Froststar had already come running over after smelling the aroma.

The little girl, wearing a loose cartoon nightgown and barefoot on the floor tiles, picked up a bowl of boiling purple medicine soup, opened her mouth, and gulped it down in one go.

The medicinal soup was swallowed.

Froststar's petite body trembled instantly.

The extremely cold corpse energy of the Netherworld Corpse King condensed into a layer of crystalline ice on her body.

She let out a burp, and her heterochromatic eyes squinted sleepily.

"So sleepy... Brother-in-law, Froststar is going to sleep in the freezer."

The little girl toddled to the living room, plunged into the newly bought double-door refrigerator, and fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Ye picked up the remaining bowl of medicinal soup and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

Only a dim floor lamp was lit in the bedroom.

Leng Yue had just finished bathing and changed into a very thin, wine-red silk slip dress.

The hem of her nightgown just covered the top of her thighs, and her two straight, slender, snow-white legs were crossed and leaned against the headboard.

Her silver hair dripped with glistening water droplets, completely soaking the gossamer-thin silk fabric covering her chest.

The fabric clung tightly to her skin, outlining the contours of her two snow-capped peaks in perfect detail.

Lin Ye's eyes darkened suddenly, and his breathing became completely disordered.

He walked to the bedside and handed over the medicine.

"Drink it, and the extreme yin energy of this vine will help you stabilize the source of the drought demon."

Lin Ye's voice was hoarse and deep, carrying an irresistible sense of dominance.

Leng Yue obediently took the porcelain bowl, raised her slender swan neck, and drank the medicine soup in one gulp.

The effects of the drug take effect extremely quickly.

The ancient, chilling energy contained within the Blood-Thread Dragon Vine clashed violently with the remaining Red Lotus Fire Poison within Leng Yue's body deep within her dantian.

Leng Yue let out a muffled groan of unbearable discomfort, and the porcelain bowl in her hand rolled off the carpet.

She curled up in pain, large drops of cold sweat beading on her forehead.

On that exquisitely beautiful and aloof face, one half was covered in a deep blue frost, while the other half was ablaze with crimson flames.

"It's so cold... My lord, I'm so hot..."

She irrationally tore at her already thin nightgown, and the fragile strap snapped on the spot.

The vast expanse of dazzling white scenery was completely exposed to the dim lighting.

She opened her lips, gasping for breath, her deep red eyes churning with a primal, morbid bloodlust and desire.

She needs yang energy!

A massive amount of pure Yang Qi and blood is needed to suppress this raging energy!

Lin Ye snorted coldly, took off his shirt, and exposed his muscular chest to the air.

He flipped over onto the bed, grabbed Leng Yue's wildly flailing hands, and pinned her down beneath him.

Open your mouth.

Without uttering a single word, Lin Ye lowered his head and fiercely sealed those cool, red lips with his own.

Leng Yue trembled violently.

Her zombie instincts were fully unleashed, and two sharp fangs pierced directly into Lin Ye's lower lip.

A strong, metallic taste of blood spread between their lips and teeth.

This love, tinged with a strong sense of bloodshed, did not deter Lin Ye; instead, it ignited the wildest desire for conquest within him.

"Bite me?"

Lin Ye freed one hand, his broad, warm palm moving downwards like that of a seasoned explorer.

A broken sound escaped from Leng Yue's throat.

Those once murderous red eyes had now transformed into a pool of shimmering spring water, with the corners tinged with an intense, alluring red.

Lin Ye continued his exploration downwards without stopping.

……

"My lord..."

The cold moon's voice was fragmented.

Her icy, jade-like arms clung tightly to Lin Ye's neck.

The fingernails dug into his muscular back, leaving a few fine bloody marks.

The scorching heat of pure Yang and the icy cold of the drought demon achieved a perfect fusion at this moment.

The temperature in the room fluctuated wildly, and the air became thick and stringy.

Every breath was filled with an adrenaline-fueled energy.

Outside.

As Ayougu was carrying a water glass past the master bedroom, she happened to hear an extremely sweet and delicate moan coming from the crack in the door.

The Miao girl blushed instantly, and almost dropped the water cup in her hand.

"City people...city people are going way too wild!"

She covered her burning cheeks and fled in panic, her worldview suffering a devastating blow at that moment.

"Ding! System notification: The host is currently engaged in deep mining!"

"Please be careful, host, to avoid drowning in the sea!"

A system notification suddenly popped into my mind.

Lin Ye's lips twitched violently twice, and the romantic atmosphere that had just accumulated in his heart was almost shattered in a second by this damn system.

He took a deep breath, simply muted the system voice, and devoted himself entirely to this battle of suppression and conquest.

……

Three poles in the sun.

Lin Ye leaned against the headboard, a cigarette between his fingers.

Amidst the swirling smoke, Leng Yue lay languidly on his chest.

Her silver hair was disheveled, and her originally pale skin was covered with ambiguous red marks.

The source of the drought demon within his body had been completely stabilized, and the violent fire poison had been completely neutralized.

Just then, the cell phone lying on the carpet started vibrating rapidly.

Lin Ye stubbed out his cigarette and bent down to pick up his phone. An unfamiliar number was flashing on the screen.

When the call connected, a gentle, soothing male voice with a strong scholarly air came from the other end.

"Mr. Lin, I apologize for bothering you. I am Bai Yu."

Lin Ye raised an eyebrow slightly.

The tomb raider and archaeological consultant I met at the Song family's dinner last night.

This person has extremely high intelligence and keen insight; he is a rare talent.

"Mr. Bai, what brings you to me?"

Lin Ye spoke in a flat tone.

On the other end of the phone, Bai Yu's voice was extremely low, with a strange dripping sound mixed in the background.

"Mr. Lin, something's happened. This morning, the courier company delivered an urgent wooden crate to me."

Bai Yu swallowed hard, trying his best to maintain the composure of a scholar, but his voice betrayed an unconcealed fear.

"The box contained a bronze ding vessel from the Western Zhou Dynasty, with no sender information. The problem is... this bronze ding vessel is bleeding."

"I consulted all the literature, and the oxidation of bronze would never produce this viscous red liquid."

"The liquid had an extremely strong putrid smell, and... the blood on the floor had pooled into the shape of the Chinese character for 'death'."

Lin Ye's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he sat up straight.

Where are you now?

"Jiangzhou University, the independent laboratory on the second basement level of the Archaeology Department."

Bai Yu's voice grew softer and softer.

"Mr. Lin, the laboratory door... suddenly locked itself just now. I heard the sound of fingernails scratching metal inside the bronze cauldron."

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