Chapter 6

In the past few days, Xie Fuyi, in order to avoid Ye Baixiao, could only pretend to be deeply immersed in alchemy, almost spending every night in the alchemy room.

He had nearly refined the dragon’s blood to the extent that his body could accept it. Xie Fuyi tried a pill himself and indeed felt a warm flow spreading through his limbs as if pure spiritual power were clearing all his meridians.

Feeling the enhancement of his spiritual power, Xie Fuyi suddenly felt the warm flow turning gradually scorching, and the spiritual power surged wildly.

Xie Fuyi felt as if his whole body was burning, and his chest seemed like something was about to explode. He staggered, knocking over the utensils on the medicine table, the sound of porcelain cracking alarming Ye Baixiao outside, who almost immediately rushed in.

At the sight of Xie Fuyi, lips pursed tightly, face flushed, and black hair damp with sweat and in a miserable state, Ye Baixiao’s expression changed. “Master!”

He quickly took Xie Fuyi into his arms, holding his pulse, finding that the erratic spiritual power could not be fully absorbed, scorching and attacking his heart.

His expression darkened, and he lifted Xie Fuyi horizontally. “What’s wrong with Master…” Hearing the noise, Ming Qing rushed in, only to see a figure disappearing in an instant.

…

Ye Baixiao stepped lightly, carrying Xie Fuyi to a cold pool in a valley.

“Mmm, hot…”

Xie Fuyi, delirious with fever, felt his body burning almost to the point of explosion. He unconsciously tore at his clothes.

Ye Baixiao glanced down and bumped into a vast expanse of white chest. His heart suddenly raced, and his gaze moved up, only to see Xie Fuyi’s clear black eyes filled with mist, his fair and beautiful face flushed red, his rosy lips full and inviting.

Ye Baixiao clenched his lips, his throat moving, his black eyes swirling with mist. His body tensed like a coiled beast, suppressing something, as if it would be released and consumed in the next moment…

He steadied his mind, averted his gaze, and hoarsely said, “Master, this cold pool can help relieve the burning sensation in your heart.”

He gently guided them into the pool until the water reached their chests. The coolness of the water eased Xie Fuyi’s discomfort, and he struggled to get in, but he couldn’t stand steadily at the moment, so Ye Baixiao had to support his waist with both hands.

The pool water soaked their clothes, clinging to the slender and firm waistline. The scorching temperature transmitted through the thin outer garment, warming the palms that touched it, seeping into the depths of the heart along the way.

Xie Fuyi cooled off for a moment, but his body temperature made the icy water warm up quickly.

“It’s hot…” He searched for a cooler spot, tearing open Ye Baixiao’s clothes, pressing his damp cheek against the cold chest.

Xie Fuyi’s clothes were half undone in the struggle, now soaked by the water again. The semi-revealed chest, covered with water droplets, pressed against Ye Baixiao’s embrace. As they spoke, their warm breath sprayed onto each other’s chest muscles.

Beads of sweat dotted Ye Baixiao’s forehead, his arm around Xie Fuyi’s waist tensed.

“Still hot…” Xie Fuyi raised his head in Ye Baixiao’s arms, his wet eyes gazing at him through the mist.

With damp hair on his forehead, sweat mixed with water droplets on his fair face, the contrast between white and black, coupled with the water, made him look particularly pitiful.

Ye Baixiao’s body almost tensed into a straight line, his eyes shifting between black and red. The wicked voice in his mind, usually calm and mocking, now almost gnashed its teeth—”Ye Baixiao, if you can’t handle it, don’t dominate this body. Let me take over and teach you?”

“Get lost!” Ye Baixiao knew this guy in his body too well, reckless and lawless. If he took over, Master would probably be consumed to nothing.

Ye Baixiao forcefully controlled the ownership of his body with his powerful spiritual power, lowered his eyes, and lightly touched Xie Fuyi’s forehead with his own. “Master, the dragon’s blood is extremely hot, and it needs to be relieved. Shall I help you feel more comfortable?”

His deep voice was hoarse, speaking slowly and softly, as if seeking opinions but more like coaxing.

Xie Fuyi, not fully conscious at the moment, vaguely knew that comfort was what he needed. Why would he object?

He nodded vaguely, and Ye Baixiao couldn’t resist anymore. His legs almost instantly turned into dragon tails, wrapping Xie Fuyi in his embrace.

The water stirred up a white mist, enveloping them. Two figures wrapped in a huge dragon tail, intertwined black hair swaying in the water.

…

Ye Baixiao dared not go too far after all. Now that Xie Fuyi was not fully awake, if he went too far, even if the other party was inherently kind, he would sense that something was wrong when he woke up. If this led to resentment, he would regret it.

So, he only helped relieve the situation, but every inch of Xie Fuyi’s delicate skin was thoroughly explored by his fingers.

…

Xie Fuyi gradually regained consciousness, staring straight at the man holding him. He remembered everything clearly in his mind.

What kind of blood medicine was this?

Why wasn’t this plot in the original novel? If he had known absorption would be poor, he definitely wouldn’t have taken it!

What to do now? Should he turn against the protagonist ahead of time? The protagonist hadn’t even appeared yet! Besides the plot points, he also had to consider his character points!

Xie Fuyi’s brain spun rapidly, thinking about how to handle everything. He pushed away Ye Baixiao, who was still tightly holding him, frowned, and looked puzzled. “What are you doing?”

“Master.” Ye Baixiao snapped out of his thoughts, realizing that Xie Fuyi was not angry, just puzzled. His heart skipped a beat. The physician who had practiced for many years was simple and kind-hearted, and his knowledge of male-female matters was limited to the natural physiological phenomena recorded in medical texts, let alone matters between men.

Ye Baixiao remained extremely calm. He explained seriously, “Master, don’t you remember? You took the blood medicine before. Dragon’s blood is hot and strong in spiritual power, not easily absorbed by ordinary people. So, I had to use a secret technique of the dragon clan to help you refine it, so you could absorb it. Can you see if your spiritual power has increased?”

Even the dragon god with the power to destroy the world never expected to have to fabricate such ridiculous lies to deceive a low-level spiritual practitioner.

Xie Fuyi: Can you make up anything? He’s just not worldly-wise, not an idiot!

But, in order to preserve the plot and character, Xie Fuyi clen

ched his fists—he admitted…

“Cultivation?” Xie Fuyi muttered to himself, pondering. He circulated his spiritual power and his eyes lit up. “My spiritual power has indeed increased!”

Xie Fuyi looked at Ye Baixiao with some surprise. “Your method is really effective!”

Ye Baixiao breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of how frantic the guy in his mind was, he smiled slightly, “This cultivation method is a secret technique of the dragon clan. It cannot be easily disclosed. When Master uses blood medicine again later, disciple can refine it for you again to help you enhance your spiritual power.”

Again?

But his character was designed to pursue spiritual power by any means necessary, even resorting to refining medicine with dragon blood, so he would definitely not refuse when he knew it could increase his spiritual power.

Xie Fuyi felt like crying without tears.