Could Nalan Be Sensitive?

Nalan Yanran had originally estimated that she would need about seven more days to fully refine the Phoenix Marrow she had drunk, but for some reason, something seemed to have suddenly happened, and her refining speed had increased a great deal all at once.

The Phoenix Marrow that would originally have taken seven days to refine might now be completely refined in another half day.

A trace of joy suddenly rose in Nalan Yanran's heart, but she was not so dazzled by this good fortune that she lost her head. She had just been refining for quite some time, and though her speed could not be considered slow, it really could not be called fast either. After all, when all was said and done, it had only been a few cups of wine.

Nalan Yanran naturally was not willing to admit defeat just like that.

She simply did not know what exactly had happened now. Nalan Yanran only knew that she had to seize this opportunity...

Besides, the silver lining in all this misfortune was that the damned thing was actually rather quiet while she was cultivating. Although it still carried that strange feeling, as if she were wrapped in a warm current of water, Nalan Yanran had now more or less gradually adapted to the sensation.

Once she finished cultivating this time, no matter what, she would make Xiao Yan remove this damned thing. Otherwise, she really was going to explode at Xiao Yan.

But the moment she thought of Xiao Yan... she felt that damned thing seem to react again. The lukewarm touch she had long since grown used to faintly began to heat up, scalding her skin until a slight blush appeared.

Nalan Yanran let out a long breath, feeling that she must have started hallucinating again.