These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

It was just a fleeting moment of beauty, a very brief interlude.

He slowly channeled his spiritual energy into the acupoints on the other person's shoulder, and the smooth flow of spiritual energy quickly circulated through the other person's meridians.

Then Wei Tu noticed that Mu Xitong's skin was gradually turning red.

This is a normal reaction... but isn't it a little too fast?

Moreover, her fair and rosy skin was as dazzling and alluring as a peach blossom.

However, as the spiritual energy penetrated deeper, Wei Tu soon discovered something: the other person's meridians were not blocked, but they were unusually cold.

It was almost chilling to the bone.

Only when one's own breath enters and flows through the other person's meridians can it feel slightly warmer.

Could it be that the reason the other person is always sleepy is because of her cold meridians, and in order to maintain her functions and body temperature, she has to use sleep to maintain them?

So Wei Tu intensified his efforts, channeling even more scalding spiritual energy into the other person's meridians.

He was not lacking in spiritual energy. His cultivation in the cold pool and his own powerful soul had made his spiritual energy accumulation extremely exaggerated and profound. His Qi Sea was even five or six times larger than that of people at the same level.

It was only for the instant the scalding spiritual energy entered the other person's body.

"Hmm~"

The woman in front of him seemed to squeeze out a sweet, coquettish hum from her throat.

It was as if she were singing involuntarily, exquisitely beautiful and incredibly alluring.

Yes, just as I thought... This boy's breath is so hot... It feels so good...

It felt so warm and comfortable, like taking a bath all over your body, even gentler than sunbathing...

Wei Tu held his breath... This is a living demon, he mustn't have any evil thoughts, he mustn't have any evil thoughts...

But as her skin flushed and even beads of sweat began to appear, a faint fragrance filled the entire room.

The fragrance began to intensify, as if some flower had bloomed.

It's so captivating.

Mu Xitong's body began to tremble slightly as she channeled her spiritual energy into her.

Between her suppressed lips, a soft moan, uttered through biting her thin lips, grew increasingly clear.

The music that played was like the most enchanting song in the world.

Mu Xitong couldn't stop talking.

She had only intended to test whether the warm and passionate feeling he gave her was hiding something.

That's why he was asked to clear his unusually cold meridians.

But to her surprise, the feeling of pure bliss that followed the input made her feel like she was floating on air, as if an iceberg was slowly melting in the sunlight, and she felt like she was about to melt into a puddle of water.

It was a feeling I'd never experienced before; every inch of my skin, every part of me, seemed to be sweating and excited.

No... this is practically overflowing with water...

But when she closed her eyes and unconsciously hummed softly to the point of maximum comfort and pleasure...

"Sister Xitong, are you feeling any better?"

The other party stopped.

The intense heat seemed to have been drawn away.

Although the meridians are no longer as cold as before, they no longer have that comfortable heat.

Mu Xitong felt her body covered in sweat, her beautiful eyes were misty, as if water vapor was about to spill out.

"it's over?"

"Yes, it's over."

The boy said, as if hiding a laugh.

Without even turning around, Mu Xitong knew he was definitely laughing at her naiveté.

This performance was simply... well, terrible, a complete mess.

Just because of meridian unblocking, you've become this embarrassingly sensitive...

He must be laughing at himself.

So Mu Xitong turned around and faced the handsome young man's smiling face, which he hadn't had time to hide.

"Uh, actually this is quite normal..."

Before he could finish speaking, wanting to comfort her about her sensitivity, he didn't expect Mu Xitong to reach out and hook her arm around his neck.

The two of them collapsed onto the couch.

As they collapsed together, the woman, surrounded by a rich fragrance and a slightly damp warmth, embraced him.

The slightly awkward yet incredibly comfortable position made Wei Tu open his mouth as if to say something.

But the alluring woman who looked at him up close was all smiles.

"I've discovered a new use for you."

"what?"

"Sleep with my sister."

"Well... Sister Xitong, you should just say it directly..."

"But you're not allowed to touch me."

"I'm not sleeping!" "Give it to me!"

Wei Tu tried to get up, but Mu Xitong wouldn't let her.

Feeling so comfortable, she didn't even want to take a shower before embracing the fragrant, hot body of this young man, almost entwining him. What kind of magical physical technique was this? So soft, yet so firm… “Sister Xitong, listen to me, I'm still young, and you're very young too. I hope you won't go down the path of crime…”

“I’m in charge here at the Medicine King Pavilion. That’s it. No touching or groping. Otherwise, I’ll take your hands and feet to make medicine tomorrow.”

Wei Tu felt like dying.

Sleeping in the same bed with a stunningly beautiful woman is the ultimate pleasure, but if you're not allowed to touch her, not even 'naturally'... that would be the most painful torture in the world.

How can I fall asleep like this?

Is this wicked woman a master of torment?

His chest was being pressed against those soft breasts, and he felt the other person's plump and elastic thighs rubbing against his own legs.

Wei Tu felt like dying, especially when he heard the other person's shallow breathing with a smile on their face. Heaven knows how much willpower it would take for him to fall asleep.

When he woke up groggily the next day, the woman was nowhere to be seen.

Wei Tu sighed sadly.

As he left the Medicine King Pavilion, he didn't regret anything. To him, these things were dispensable, and besides, he wasn't that lacking in them.

But the feeling of being tortured is ultimately unpleasant.

Especially when you think that the other person is deliberately making things difficult for you.

Hmm... what needs to be repaid must be repaid. Like letting her sleep with her eyes open, or something like that...

With this thought in mind, Wei Tu headed towards Little Iris Peak, intending to take a bone-chilling cold bath in the icy pool today.

No, it was more like an ice-cold bath.

To reach Xiaoyuan Peak from the main peak of Yuanjian Sect, you need to cross a suspension bridge.

The abyss beneath this suspension bridge is said to contain the remains of many ancient mythical beasts, as well as traces or bones of ancient cultivators.

However, many say that this is a bottomless abyss, and even the patriarch of the Yuanjian Sect avoids it like the plague.

Falling down won't bring any extraordinary encounters; you might be shattered to pieces or even prevent reincarnation.

Even the wind howling across the suspension bridge was so biting.

Wei Tu walked on the suspension bridge.

as always.

only……

"Little one, stop."

Wei Tu looked up; there was no one opposite him.

I turned around, but there was no one behind me.

"No need to look, I am right at your feet."

Wei Tu looked down and saw a deep abyss that was completely obscured by a thick fog.

It seemed as if no living beings existed, and a dense aura of death rose up... and that old, ethereal voice came from within that death aura...

26. Silver Dragon God!

This is a secret transmission of sound.

This was not an ordinary conversation.

Wei Tu realized the problem immediately.

In fact, when the other party explained that the sound came from under the suspension bridge, they should have realized the seriousness of the problem.

What lies beneath this suspension bridge? It is considered an abyss where no one survives, an area forbidden to any living being.

Hidden beneath are countless secrets, countless filth, and countless filth.

Some even believe that this place is a hell that imprisons countless vengeful spirits. These are vicious and wicked people who are unable to enter the underworld for reincarnation and can only suffer torment in this abyss for all eternity.

In fact, Wei Tu did not believe these rumors. He always felt that the abyss below must have its own significance.

However... the sound that appeared could definitely not be described as a miraculous encounter.

Wei Tu even sensed that the air around the suspension bridge was starting to feel off, as if the bright light had dimmed.