48: Chapter 45: Physical Talent
48 -45: Physical Talent
After a brief moment of thought, Xu Yuan instantly understood Su Jinxuan’s intentions.
This woman, she was actually still thinking of running away.
Xu Yuan realized he had somewhat overestimated Su Jinxuan’s enlightenment.
Her warning was truly just a warning; she had never intended to play a life-and-death game with him.
As long as Su Jinxuan alerted Ying’er, who was on guard outside, she would have no chance of survival, so she chose to control her power and make him faint by drawing away his will-spirit.
Only in this way would she have a chance to leave alive.
It’s just a pity that this woman was too arrogant.
Oh, no, it couldn’t be considered arrogance, at most it was a misjudgment caused by the difference in information.
After all, apart from Ran Qingmo, there was no one else under heaven who knew how many times he had come close to death.
With these thoughts, Xu Yuan’s mind and spirit slightly relaxed.
If Su Jinxuan had gone all out from the start, had Ying’er not arrived in time, he might indeed have been in mortal danger.
As for now…
Heh heh.
Despite this, the absorption rate of those spores was obviously faster than Xu Yuan’s absorption.
After all, Xu Yuan had to refine it after ingestion, while those spore particles simply need to suck violently and then burst.
Time passed, minute by minute.
Inside the bed curtain, the man and the woman embraced each other and slept as if they were newlywed husband and wife.
Su Jinxuan propped herself up on the chest of the man below her, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her pale and weak complexion hard to conceal.
In just a quarter of an hour, her exhaustion had already surpassed the total of the past several days.
However…
Su Jinxuan gazed at the sleeping eyes of the man below, lightly pursing her red lips.
…but thankfully, this Xu Changtian was finally about to pass out, and she could clearly sense that the fellow’s absorption rate had become extremely slow.
Just a little more, just a tiny bit more…
As long as this guy completely fainted, she would have a chance to escape.
Waves of spore particles shattered and surged again and again.
But to Su Jinxuan’s despair, the will-spirit in the man’s Sea of Consciousness had been drawn out by more than half, yet the man below had still not fallen unconscious, and his absorption had not stopped either.
A quarter of an hour,
Two quarters of an hour,
The man below finally fell into a stagnation in his absorption rate.
This situation made Su Jinxuan’s beautiful eyes light up slightly, and she immediately controlled the spore particles to stop, ready to check whether the other party was truly unconscious.
But at this moment,
she suddenly saw the man beneath her open his eyes.
“…..” Su Jinxuan.
Their distance was very close,
his eyes were narrow, and the gaze staring at her was cold and sharp.
Su Jinxuan’s breath hitched.
A ripple called panic spread like a droplet into a lake, gradually spilling out.
Why…
why could the man before her still stay awake until now?
A question arose, but no one was there to answer it for her now. 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓅𝓾𝒷.𝒸ℴ𝓂
The woman before him had become visibly weak; Xu Yuan no longer pretended to be muzzy and started running the secret technique with full force again.
“No..
don’t…”
Su Jinxuan’s originally enchanting and beguiling voice carried a hint of panicked pleading, subconsciously trying to rise and leave.
Xu Yuan grabbed her wrist in one swoop.
“Let..
let me go.”
“….”
Xu Yuan did indeed let go, because the mayfly-like spore particles clinging to the surface of his will-spirit once again began to rhythmically control his body.
But as he let go, Su Jinxuan, who had sat up, also ceased to move, just sitting blankly on top of him.
Where…
where could she run to now?
Xu Changtian had not fainted, there was a powerful guard outside; how could she run?
And where could she go?
No way up to heaven, no way down to earth.
Despair.
Time passed, minute by minute.
As his body was controlled once again, Xu Yuan no longer dealt with the outside world and focused on absorbing and refining.
And as he refines, Xu Yuan discovered that the mayfly-like spore particles surrounding his will-spirit were gradually beginning to fall off.
First, it was hundreds, then thousands, and finally in the tens of thousands, all of them fell off.
After a period as short as brewing a pot of tea, there were no longer any foreign objects on the surface of Xu Yuan’s will-spirit.
With control of his body returned, Xu Yuan slowly opened his eyes.
The woman lying on him had her eyes closed, her cheeks showed a sickly flush, her lips stained with blood, enchanting as a demoness.
Su Jinxuan had passed out.
Xu Yuan rose to his feet calmly and pushed Su Jinxuan’s body aside,
“Ying’er, come out.”
“…..” No response came.
Xu Yuan took a deep breath and yelled,
“Get out here!
Didn’t you see that this woman had me completely under her control for five whole days?!”
“…..”
The window was silently opened, and Ying’er quietly appeared inside Su Jinxuan’s chamber.
Ying’er was still dressed in tight black clothes, standing in front of the bed, her eyes sweeping over Su Jinxuan lying beside Xu Yuan, silent for a moment, her voice indifferent and hoarse,
“Third Young Master, she has no cultivation.”
Xu Yuan took a deep breath, intending to take this opportunity to thoroughly reprimand Ying’er, but before he could speak,
“…It’s the will-spirit.”
A gentle and soft male voice suddenly sounded at Xu Yuan’s side.
Xu Yuan glanced sideward, only to see a man with a gentle appearance had appeared one meter beside him at an unknown time, currently sensing something with his eyes closed.
He subconsciously furrowed his brow.
In the images from his memory, this man had appeared in the chamber together with Ying’er.
But before he had spoken, Xu Yuan had not noticed the man’s presence at all.
As if,
it was natural for the man to be here.
Altering someone else’s perception…
Xu Yuan’s gaze on the man grew more intense.
Sizi Yu slowly opened his eyes and bowed to Xu Yuan, saying,
“Sizi Yu, at your service, Third Young Master.”
“Hmm.” Xu Yuan nodded.
Sizi Yu glanced at Ying’er across from him,
“The Third Young Master indeed was attacked, there are traces of will-spirit energy left here.”
Hearing this, Ying’er’s eyes flickered momentarily, and she spoke with slight hesitation,
“I have examined this woman, and she is not a practitioner of the Soul Path either.”
Sizi Yu nodded,
“Yes, this woman is just an ordinary person.”
Their conversation made Xu Yuan’s brows knit tighter.
An ordinary person?
If he didn’t possess an Innate Soul Body, he would have been brainwashed into Su Jinxuan’s loyal dog by now.
Is that what one would call an ordinary person?
The room fell into a brief silence as his words ended.
“Knock, knock, knock—”
Amidst the silence,
the door was gently knocked.
Zhou Chen’s voice leisurely traveled from outside the door,
“Oh, if there’s neither will-spirit nor Origin Qi, then it must be a talent of the physique, what’s there to guess.”
As he spoke, Zhou Chen pushed the door open.
Zhou Chen stood at the doorway, still holding an unconscious woman in his hands.
Entering the room, he casually threw her onto the floor.
Xu Yuan’s gaze swept over her, recognizing her as Moon Madame, the matron of Zuixian Pavilion.
Noticing Xu Yuan’s gaze, Zhou Chen chuckled and bowed to Xu Yuan,
“Third Young Master, thinking you would have me capture this woman afterward, I went ahead and caught her for you.
My apologies for being late.”
After a moment’s thought, Xu Yuan realized that Zhou Chen was already preparing to make a move against that Mr.
Qin and slightly nodded,
“I appreciate the thought.”
“It is the Third Young Master’s wisdom.”
“….” Xu Yuan.
Clearing his throat softly, Xu Yuan spoke in a low voice,
“Ahem, that’s enough, Mr.
Zhou, what did you mean by the talent of the physique just now?”
After pondering for a while, Zhou Chen became solemn and said,
“Third Young Master,
“Do you still remember the Sixth-turn Seventh-life Python you and Ran Qingmo killed together?”
Xu Yuan’s eyelids twitched, “Hmm…
I remember.”
“That python’s seven cycles of shedding and rebirth are due to its talent of the physique.”
Pausing for a moment, Zhou Chen glanced at the unconscious woman on the bed and spoke in a low voice, “This talent, when found in humans, works similarly, independent of cultivation levels.
Like your Innate Taoist Body, even before reaching Entry Level, your will-spirit was able to leave your body.”