Jiang Moqing’s words made Lin Que frown. Without hesitation, he tore away the bandage wrapped around her calf. What met his eyes was a wound emitting wisps of black mist.
Jiang Moqing, however, seemed completely unconcerned by his actions. Disregarding her own composure, she crawled back over and nestled into his arms like a little cat.
“Junior Brother… I’m so hot,” Jiang Moqing breathed softly, her voice fragrant and gentle.
Lin Que’s pupils trembled. Jiang Moqing’s current state was already enough to trigger his PTSD, yet he still took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the surge of negative emotions. Extending the fingers of his left hand, he touched her wound and sent his divine sense into it to examine the injury.
“Is this poison? Or… a curse?”
He had already suspected that the evil flood dragon’s claw might carry some hidden danger. Several times he had wanted to inspect Jiang Moqing’s wound, but she had refused him each time.
In truth, Lin Que could understand her behavior.
His Senior Sister had always possessed a strong sense of pride. Moreover, this injury had resulted from her own mistake, so she had not wanted him to see it.
And now, as expected, something had gone wrong.
While Lin Que was still deep in thought, Jiang Moqing had already wrapped herself around him like an octopus. Her delicate face was like that of a docile cat as she gently nuzzled against his chest.
“Junior Brother, Junior Brother…”
“Senior Sister, calm down first. I’m analyzing the cause of your condition,” Lin Que said calmly.
“But… I really feel awful~” The whisper at the end of Jiang Moqing’s voice had, at some point, turned coquettish, growing more and more like how she used to sound.
Lin Que said nothing. Instead, he tore open the leg of Jiang Moqing’s trousers in one swift motion, exposing her entire fair and well-proportioned calf to the air.
At this moment, however, there was a wound on that leg….not very deep, yet emitting strands of black mist. The flesh around it was swollen, and even the blood surrounding the cut had been tainted black.
Without the slightest hesitation, he lowered his head and pressed his mouth against the wound. Using his teeth to reopen it, he began to suck out the poisoned blood.
“Mm~”
Jiang Moqing let out a muffled moan, her hands pressing against the back of Lin Que’s head. On her face was a subtle expression where pain and pleasure coexisted. “Right there, Junior Brother… make it hurt a little more…”
Hearing her intoxicating murmur, Lin Que merely held the poisoned blood in his mouth without a word, then turned and spat it onto the ground. The patch of grass it touched was instantly corroded.
He repeated the process several times. Only when the blood returned to its normal color did Lin Que wipe his mouth.
By then, Jiang Moqing could no longer restrain the truest impulses in her heart. She coiled herself around him, rubbing the inside of her thighs against his body again and again.
“Senior Sister, please conduct yourself with restraint.” Lin Que repeated the same words mechanically.
But Jiang Moqing showed no intention of listening. She even extended her pink tongue, like a cat in heat, and licked along the side of Lin Que’s face.
Helpless, Lin Que pushed her away once more and let out a sigh.
“So that’s it. They say dragons are inherently lustful. I never expected that a flood dragon, not yet transformed into a true dragon, would be even worse. Even the poisoned blood in its claws carries an aphrodisiac toxin.”
Unlike the pure-blooded dragon race, born as dragons, a flood dragon must cultivate from the form of a snake, passing through the stages of python and boa before it can finally transform into a flood dragon.
As a result, most of them retain traits from their time as poisonous snakes…such as poison.
“This is going to be troublesome…”
Lin Que’s breathing grew heavier despite himself. Although he had immediately spat out the poison after sucking it from Jiang Moqing’s wound, he had still absorbed a small amount.
Fortunately, he had cultivated the Dragon Race’s secret body-tempering art and possessed a formidable physique, so he would not be affected to the point of losing his mind.
But Jiang Moqing was different… She had been directly injured by the poisoned claw. The poison had entered her bloodstream and had not been treated in time. Even with her cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, she was thrown into a haze of passion by the toxin, unable to free herself.
At this very moment, she had completely lost her reason. Gradually removing her tattered trousers, she parted her fair, smooth thighs and pleaded with Lin Que.
“Junior Brother… I feel so terrible. Please… help me…”
By the light of the fire, Lin Que could see the crystalline sheen reflecting there. He forced himself to look away and instead pointed toward the nearby cave. “Senior Sister, if you truly cannot endure it, then go into the cave and resolve it yourself for now. I will refine the antidote during this time.”
“But Junior Brother… aren’t you suffering just as much? Look, it’s already gotten so big…”
Jiang Moqing seemed to have cast aside all sense of shame. The suppressive power of the Heartless Valley technique had dropped to its lowest point, and she was beginning to revert to how she used to be.
“Senior Sister, please conduct yourself with restraint.” Lin Que had already lost count of how many times he had said those words. Yet Jiang Moqing had dropped to all fours and crawled over again like a cat.
With no other choice, Lin Que picked her up and carried her into the cave. After setting up a restraining barrier, he took out his pill furnace and, enduring the rising heat within his body, began refining the antidote.
As long as he had the poison, refining an antidote was not particularly difficult for Lin Que. However, as time passed, his concentration became harder and harder to maintain.
“Junior Brother… Lin Que… take me, right here~”
The sound of sloshing water mixed with a woman’s cries of pleasure drifted out from the cave.
Even though it was pitch-black inside, Lin Que could more or less imagine the scene.
Taking a deep breath, he silently recited the Clear Mind Incantation and continued refining the pill.
However,
At some point, a petite girl dressed in dark gothic lolita attire, with demonic horns sprouting from her head, appeared on his shoulder. She was watching Lin Que with keen interest, chewing on something with relish.
“Of all times to show up…” Lin Que glanced at the little demon, feeling helpless.
If she chose this moment to appear, it was unlikely to mean anything good.
“Hey, why are you ignoring me?” After finishing what was in her mouth, the little demon blinked at Lin Que.
“With such a delicate, icy beauty over there calling your name and begging for your help, I’m impressed you can hold yourself back.”
“Because I’m focused on refining the antidote,” Lin Que replied calmly. “Besides, this is merely the effect of the venom. There must be no misunderstanding.”
“Afraid of a misunderstanding, or afraid of betraying the lovely wife waiting at home?”
“…..”
The little demon’s eyes curved into crescents. “Your body’s so honest, yet your mouth is even more stubborn~”
“If you’re just here to watch the show, then keep quiet. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.”
With time short and the task urgent, Lin Que truly had no mood to banter with her.
“So scary, so scary~” The little demon covered her mouth and this time obediently said nothing more.
Half an hour later, Lin Que finally finished refining the antidote. He removed the restriction at the cave entrance, stepped inside, and fed the medicine to Jiang Moqing.
A faint, familiar fragrance lingered in the cave, and the ground beneath his feet was slightly muddy. Looking at the mess inside, Lin Que couldn’t help but recall the things that had once happened here.
So after feeding Jiang Moqing the antidote, he left.
Exhausted, Jiang Moqing removed all her clothes, curled up in the sleeping bag Lin Que had given her, and drifted into a deep sleep.
***
At the same time, far away at home, Qin Wanyuan stared at the numbers that had surged tonight and fell silent.
“What on earth happened…?”
Unlike before, when the system simply displayed +10 points for holding hands, this time it showed only “intimate contact” and the points added were slightly higher than usual.
[Because these intimate actions are somewhat broad and complex but did indeed occur, the host has been awarded points.]
“So that means I have no idea what exactly happened between them, right…?”
[The host may also choose to purchase the system’s monitoring function.]
“A monitoring function?”
[This function is divided into three tiers: Text Basic Version (5,000 points), Visual Basic Version (10,000 points), and Full Visual Version (20,000 points).]
“What do those even mean…?” Qin Wanyuan blinked, clearly not quite understanding.
[Simply put, the Text Basic Version will broadcast your Dao companion’s status to you in real time through text. The Visual Basic Version does the same, except it provides visual footage with slight limitations. As for the Full Visual Version, it allows the host to experience the scene as if personally present.]
“As if personally present…”
Hearing that phrase, Qin Wanyuan couldn’t help but recall the scene Lin Que and Jiang Moqing had once witnessed in their shared dream memory.
[As this is the host’s first time accessing this function, the system can offer a free trial of the Text Basic Version for twenty-four shichen.]
“Twenty-four shichen… that’s two days…”
Qin Wanyuan did the math. Lin Que was likely to return in about two days as well, so she readily accepted.
[Would the host like to activate this function?]
“Activate it.”
[Please wait… Initiating real-time text broadcast for the host…]
A moment later, text appeared on the system interface before Qin Wanyuan.
[At this moment, Lin Que is sitting alone outside the cave, eyes closed as he meditates and regulates his breathing. There are no wounds on his body, and his condition is calm. From inside the cave comes the steady breathing of a woman.]
“So this is the text broadcast… how marvelous. And Lin Lang isn’t injured either. That’s such a relief.”
Reading the words, Qin Wanyuan let out a breath of relief, her heart warming slightly. She knew that even when alone with Jiang Moqing, Lin Que would be mindful of propriety. Even at night, he hadn’t slept beside her in the cave but instead sat outside alone, meditating.
On the other hand, Qin Wanyuan felt a bit dissatisfied with Jiang Moqing.
“But Senior Sister Jiang actually let such an opportunity slip by… honestly.”
She had clearly already made up her mind, yet Jiang Moqing’s attitude remained ambiguous, as though she was still hesitating about something.
That instead left Qin Wanyuan feeling somewhat displeased.
At the same time, the three-day deadline had arrived, and the system’s main quest was completed.
[Congratulations, Host, for completing the mission. Rewards obtained: Two Shared Dream Talismans, slight enhancement to the Host’s physique, slight enhancement to the Host’s comprehension, slight increase to Lin Que’s charm, and Stamina Potion ×2.]
“So the mission is finally complete… Then let me see just why the story between Lin Lang and Senior Sister Jiang ended up like this.”
Holding the two Shared Dream Talismans in her hand, Qin Wanyuan closed her eyes and steeled her resolve. No matter what scenes she saw this time, she would not interrupt again.
“Use the Shared Dream Talisman!”
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