Xiao Yan tasted a little of Xiao Xue's seductive teasing.
Zhu Zhuqing hadn't even been dealt with yet, so he had no mind to think about other things.
"Get up, I need to boil the medicine." Patting Xiao Xue's perky curves, Xiao Yan lowered his head and began preparing the herbs.
Things for the future could be dealt with in the future.
Not long after, Ning Rongrong came out of a room holding a small wooden tray, with Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran following behind her.
"Flip it." Ning Rongrong handed the small tray to Xiao Yan.
Releasing his spiritual power, Xiao Yan sensed carefully.
Little girl, did she think drawing lots would stump me?
What surprised Xiao Yan was that there seemed to be no marks at all on the jade plaques.
What was going on?
Seeing Xiao Yan frown slightly, Ning Rongrong urged, "Hurry and flip it, my arms are getting tired."
Looked like he couldn't escape.
Xiao Yan casually flipped one.
"No writing?" Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes at Ning Rongrong. "Little girl, what are you up to?"
"The writing is done with special ink. You need special means to see it." Ning Rongrong gave a sly smile and took out a sparkling amethyst from her emerald soul tool, placing it before her eyes.
For a moment, Xiao Yan didn't know whether Ning Rongrong was simply wealthy or just deviously clever.
"It's… Sister Yiran!" Seeing the name, Ning Rongrong sounded a bit disappointed.
"Really?" Xiao Yan took the amethyst to look.
Through the purple crystal, he finally saw the delicate three characters on the jade plaque—Meng Yiran.
It truly could only be seen through the amethyst.
Although she didn't really care about the order, being chosen first still made Meng Yiran quite excited.
Xiao Yan casually flipped another and checked it with the amethyst.
"Who's the second?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.
"It's you, little girl." Xiao Yan handed the amethyst back to her.
Zhu Zhuqing pouted slightly—she hadn't expected to end up last.
"Go back and wait. I need to quietly boil medicine." Xiao Yan sat back on the small stool and waved at Xiao Xue and Xiao Yi beside him. "I'm busy tonight. You two rest early."
"Brother Xiao Yan, take care of your body." Xiao Xue leaned close to his ear, whispered softly, blinked her almond-shaped bright eyes, and then left with Xiao Yi.
Staring at the bubbling medicinal cauldron, Xiao Yan began adjusting his state. Normally, dealing with one already strained him… today he had two.
And the third, Zhu Zhuqing… jie jie…
Thinking of that, a wicked smile crept onto Xiao Yan's face.
After finishing the medicine, Xiao Yan stood and walked toward Meng Yiran's room.
After knocking and entering, he immediately felt heat rising through his body, throat dry.
How did Meng Yiran understand things this well?
"I heard from Rongrong and Zhuqing that I should wear something thin, so I changed in advance." Meng Yiran's pretty face glowed with a faint blush.
She was currently wearing a small white garment, like angelic white wings covering her front, with a pink flower ornament in the center.
A golden ring circled her neck, holding up the small garment. A golden necklace sank deeply into the valley below.
Because she still needed a medicinal bath, the fabric on her body was minimal, leaving her flat lower abdomen fully exposed.
Below, she wore a pair of pink short shorts—though the shorts had two thin layers of pink gauze, with slits on both sides, they were barely different from two pieces of cloth.
If there was any difference, it was that they were exceedingly thin.
A delicate pair of anklets adorned her pale ankles, chiming crisply with each step.
Meng Yiran was already charming like a beautiful serpent; wearing this luxurious outfit only made her even more enchanting.
At this moment, Xiao Yan felt the full force of her naturally seductive aura.
The Meng Yiran before him had exquisite features, a slender waist, tender white skin—every inch exuding intoxicating allure.
Her unique short silver hair, perfect oval face, arched brows, bright phoenix eyes, rosy lips, pearly teeth, and snow-like skin made her mesmerizing.
To nourish her meridians, Xiao Yan took out a large wooden bath barrel. "It may hurt a lot later—are you sure?"
"Xiao Yan, you're not going to go back on your word, right?" Meng Yiran asked nervously.
"You said earlier that as long as I asked Rongrong and still insisted, you'd agree."
Xiao Yan chuckled lightly. "Anything I promise, I'll do. I just don't want you to suffer."
"A three-level increase in soul power is worth it." Meng Yiran nodded firmly.
Xiao Yan shook his head. "Zhuqing and Rongrong had never cultivated Xuantian Gong before; that's why they had that special effect. You're different. You may not get three levels."
But Meng Yiran did not retreat. "Even if there's only a thirty percent chance, I want to try. I'm currently level thirty-five—if I gain three levels, I'll soon absorb my fourth soul ring and become a Soul Ancestor."
A sixteen-year-old Soul Ancestor would definitely be the outstanding genius of the Meng Shu family.
Even across the continent, such talent was rare.
Since she insisted, Xiao Yan didn't try persuading further—she could serve as experimental data, and it wasn't dangerous anyway.
After preparing the medicinal bath, Xiao Yan—wearing only shorts—entered the barrel with Meng Yiran.
After what happened with Ning Rongrong, he abandoned the vine-tentacle method entirely.
According to Ning Rongrong, using those vine tentacles was pretty insulting.
Sharing a bath with a man for the first time, Meng Yiran was extremely tense.
Her beautiful eyes fluttered; she turned her head aside, not daring to look at Xiao Yan's sculpted and muscular physique.
"I'm starting. It might be very painful—bear with it." Holding her soft calf, Xiao Yan warned again.
"Go ahead, I'm ready." Meng Yiran gripped the edge of the barrel and nodded lightly.
Circulating his internal force through his fingertips, Xiao Yan pressed into the muscle of her calf.
"Hm?"Meng Yiran, who had been biting her lip and frowning in anticipation of pain, suddenly widened her eyes and sat up straight, looking at Xiao Yan. "Did you start already?"
Her sudden reaction startled Xiao Yan. "What's wrong? Does anything feel uncomfortable?"
If he caused any problem while nourishing her meridians, Dragon Duke and Snake Lady would never let him go.
Meng Yiran shook her head gently and bit her lips. "No… I don't feel pain at all. It feels… very comfortable. I don't know if something's wrong?"
"What? Feel carefully again." Xiao Yan continued the nourishing technique skillfully.
A moment later, seeing Meng Yiran's obvious expression of enjoyment, Xiao Yan felt like this was becoming even harder to explain.
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