#397 - I'm supposed to be charming, right?
The Spirit Marrow Fluid was right before his eyes, only ten meters away!
But those ten meters felt like an insurmountable chasm.
It was so close, within reach.
Yet, even getting a little closer was so difficult.
Jun Wuxie felt he had reached his limit.
The intense pain caused a frantic urge within him to smash his own head.
And he actually did it!
His left hand frantically pounded his head, as if only doing so could alleviate some of the pain.
But at the same time, his right hand was still crawling forward with all its might.
Moving bit by bit, approaching meter by meter!
Finally, as his consciousness was about to collapse, he reached the stone trough.
At that instant.
A tremendous force suddenly surged from his body, and his entire muddled consciousness cleared up a lot.
His right hand tightly gripped the edge of the stone trough, and with a forceful pull, his body moved forward a few feet.
"Spirit Marrow Fluid!"
As if parched with thirst, he plunged his head into the stone trough and gulped down several large mouthfuls.
The Spirit Marrow Fluid was as clear and sweet as a spring, giving him a refreshing sensation all over his body.
With a few mouthfuls of Spirit Marrow Fluid down his throat, wisps of soul power diffused and poured into his sea of consciousness.
Immediately, he felt his pain lessen a lot.
As soul power continuously poured into his sea of consciousness, merging with his soul, the pain continued to decrease.
Huff!
He breathed heavily.
This feeling was simply too wonderful.
It was as if he had stepped from hell into paradise.
He quickly found a spatial bottle from his storage ring and filled it to the brim.
The bottle looked only the size of a thumb, but the space inside was quite large.
He had almost emptied most of the Spirit Marrow Fluid from the trough, leaving only a little behind.
Estimating that the Spirit Marrow Fluid he obtained was completely sufficient, it must be a hundred or so pounds.
He didn't greedily drain the Spirit Marrow Fluid dry, and directly returned the way he came.
After crawling more than a hundred meters, the pain in his soul had lessened too much, and with the nourishment of the Spirit Marrow Fluid's soul power, he could finally stand up, staggering down the stone steps.
Just as he was about to return to Mu Xue'lan and Lan Lan, his spirit, energy, and essence, severely depleted, he could no longer hold on. He collapsed, his entire body falling down, collapsing on the ground like a puddle of mud, his chest rising and falling violently as he gasped for breath.
"咿呀~呜呜~"
Lan Lan ran to his side, licking his face with heartache.
Mu Xue'lan squatted down and looked at him, her mood indescribably complex.
This man's tenacity overturned her understanding and exceeded her imagination.
To protect her, to treat her soul injury, his dedication caused a deep sense of emotion in her heart.
"Mu Xue'lan, touched is touched, hate is hate, let's keep things separate…"
He gasped for breath, took out the small bottle containing the Spirit Marrow Fluid, summoned the Primordial Sword Embryo, and threw them both in front of her, grinning: "It seems that words can't be said too definitively. Now the Spirit Marrow Fluid and my life are both here. You can not only repair your soul, but also kill me to vent your hatred…"
"What are you saying?"
Mu Xue'lan looked at him in disbelief.
"I'm saying, you now have the opportunity to kill me. Isn't this your long-cherished wish?" Jun Wuxie handed her the Primordial Sword Embryo, saying: "Come on, there's only this one chance. You should seize it well, otherwise there may really be no chance in the future."
Mu Xue'lan's red lips trembled, and she grabbed the Primordial Sword Embryo, but instead of stabbing it at Jun Wuxie, she threw it out fiercely.
Immediately afterward, she raised her slender, crystalline hand and slapped Jun Wuxie's face.
But her palm stopped in mid-air, clenched into a fist, and frantically hammered his chest.
"You bastard, bastard, bastard!"
She seemed to have lost her mind, or was venting the emotions pent up in her heart, completely different from her usual self.
A tear fell on Jun Wuxie's face.
Jun Wuxie was stunned, and Mu Xue'lan, who had lost control of her emotions, was also stunned.
She incredulously touched her face, feeling a wet and cool sensation in her hand.
Tears flowed!
She was actually crying?
Why was she crying?
In her life, she had only shed tears on this mountain road.
Was it grievance, was it sadness?
"Don't cry."
Jun Wuxie reached out and wiped away the tears on her face, his skin smooth and delicate to the touch, with a cool, icy sensation.
"Don't touch me!"
Mu Xue'lan regained her senses and coldly pushed away his hand.
"Cough, look, I let you kill me, and I didn't even cry, why are you crying?"
"Jun Wuxie!" Mu Xue'lan looked at him angrily: "I hate you to death!"
"Then kill me."
"I'll beat you to death!"
Hearing these words, Mu Xue'lan's stabilized emotions suddenly became somewhat out of control again, and she fiercely hammered his chest.
Beneath Jun Wuxie's serious expression, the corners of his mouth slightly curved upward. He grabbed her two snow-white wrists, looked into her eyes, and said: "What's wrong, can't bear to do it anymore?"
"You're being sentimental, let go of me, ah…"
She tried to break free, but suddenly let out a delicate cry. Her whole body was pulled by Jun Wuxie and lunged into his arms.
The two bodies overlapped, the two faces less than two inches apart.
Instantly, she seemed to be petrified, forgetting to struggle, forgetting everything, just staring blankly at the face so close at hand.
"Pavilion Master Mu, you're staring at me like this, I must be very charming, right?"
"Shameless!"
Mu Xue'lan's face turned red, and she quickly broke free from his hands and sat up.
Jun Wuxie followed, moving his head and suddenly resting it on her plump thighs.
"You!"
Mu Xue'lan was so angry that she wanted to hit him.
"I'm so tired, the ground is too hard, can you be my pillow for a while?"
Jun Wuxie looked exhausted, and closed his eyes after speaking.
"You…"
Mu Xue'lan looked at his rogue-like behavior, feeling both angry and amused in her heart.
The air suddenly became quiet.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Mu Xue'lan quietly looked into the distance, her gaze slightly dazed.
After a long time, she suddenly slowly opened her mouth and said: "Why?"
Without waiting for Jun Wuxie to respond, she continued: "I clearly hate you so much, I should hate you! But why do you have to do so much, why do you make me feel touched, make me become soft-hearted, make me look at you every time and…"
"Look at me and what?"
Jun Wuxie was still closing his eyes, pretending to rest.
"Nothing."
She shook her head.
"Actually, it's all fake. Everything I've done is just a man's trick to capture a woman's heart. It's all an act. You've actually been successfully deceived."
"Can you be serious?"
Mu Xue'lan gnashed her teeth in anger.
At this moment, Jun Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes, meeting her gaze, and said word by word: "Because your body has already been left with an indelible mark that belongs to me."
Mu Xue'lan stared blankly at him, not expecting to receive such an answer.
Yes.
Her body had already been left with his mark.
During those forty-nine days in the Secret Realm of Carnal Desire, her body was almost engraved with his name.
Thinking about it, Mu Xue'lan's face suddenly turned pale.
A look of horror gradually appeared in her pupils, and her entire delicate body was trembling.
"Mu Xue'lan, what's wrong with you?"
Jun Wuxie sat up at once.
"I… I…"
Mu Xue'lan's red lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.
"What exactly is wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Jun Wuxie's expression was grave. For a Semi-Saint Realm expert to suddenly have such a reaction was truly unsettling.
"I… it's nothing…"
Mu Xue'lan's pupils lost focus, somewhat scattered, as if she had lost her soul.
She suddenly realized something terrible!
It had been a full forty-nine days in the Secret Realm of Carnal Desire, and it was almost two months today.
In these two months, her period had not come!
It wasn't until a long time had passed that her emotions seemed to calm down a bit.
"Jun Wuxie, you little lecher, my whole life is ruined in your hands. You've killed me…"
She murmured.
"Then do you still hate me?"
"I want to hate you!"
She said in a low voice, then fell silent.
Jun Wuxie didn't speak. He could feel that Mu Xue'lan's state of mind was not good at the moment.
So he didn't tease her as he usually did.
He didn't know how long had passed, but Mu Xue'lan sat down cross-legged, drank some Spirit Marrow Fluid, and slowly closed her eyes.
"Your life is not ruined, but has instead embarked on a path with more beautiful scenery. Although there may be many thorns on this path, there is also a beauty that you could never have touched on your previous life path."
After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he didn't say anything more, and also began to meditate to restore his spirit, energy, and essence.
Mu Xue'lan's delicate body trembled slightly, then calmed down again.
At this time, Lan Lan saw that both of them were meditating, and happily ran to the corpses of the four Beast Kings, starting the whale-swallowing, ox-drinking mode.
It opened its mouth and sucked.
Instantly, runes rushed out from its mouth, forming many whirlpools, covering a Beast King's corpse.
The essence and blood energy in the Beast King's corpse was continuously sucked into its body.
After absorbing the essence and blood energy of one Beast King, a small bud bulged on Lan Lan's forehead.
When it devoured the essence and blood of the second Beast King, a single horn, faintly glowing with blue light, emerged from the forehead with a tip.
"咿呀, 咿呀呀~"
Lan Lan made a cheerful 'ya ya' sound.
Jun Wuxie heard the sound, opened his eyes, and happened to see Lan Lan devouring the essence and blood of the third Beast King.
On its forehead, that single horn had already grown out halfway!
"Well, well, this is quite the pleasant surprise!"
He felt a surge of excitement within him.
He remembered clearly that when Lan Lan used Dragon Scale Shield, it was because of this magical horn!
However, Lan Lan could only use it once at the time.
Now that the horn has grown, does it mean that when it uses Dragon Scale Shield again, it won't consume as much energy and can use it multiple times?
The defense of Dragon Scale Shield subverted his imagination.
Even the Vajra Ape King, hammering with all its might, couldn't shake it in the slightest!
And that Imprisonment Art is even more terrifying!
With Lan Lan as his super support in the future, he could reverse desperate situations and counter-kill powerful enemies, like adding wings to a tiger!
Currently, Lan Lan is still small, just a young beast, and its growth and bloodline awakening are insufficient.
As it grows up in the future, these two bloodline divine abilities will surely become stronger, and it will definitely awaken other powerful divine abilities as well!
"Lan Lan, what exactly is your bloodline? I really picked up a treasure!"
Jun Wuxie was so happy that he wanted to pick it up and kiss it.
Compared to the Fire Dragon, Lan Lan's divine abilities and secret techniques seemed even stronger.
From this, it can be seen that Lan Lan's bloodline is at least a divine beast!
He suddenly felt a little lightheaded.
Divine beasts are rare in the world, extremely scarce since ancient times.
But he actually possesses two divine beasts?
"My luck is indeed extraordinary. Furthermore, I cultivate the Primordial Golden Body Art and possess the Chaos Beginning Bone. If I can't dominate my peers in this era's competition, I would truly be disgracing everything I possess..."
He muttered to himself.
Every era has a strongest person, rising from the competition among the strong, crushing their peers.
Such a person is hailed as the protagonist of an era!
Who will be the protagonist of this golden age?
Jun Wuxie firmly believes that it will be himself.
There is no retreat. Either become the strongest, or fall on the road of competition!
