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Medusa's pupils reflected the boy's face as it gradually drew closer.

The scorching breath lingering at the tip of her nose sent a fine tremor through the scales on her serpent tail.

She suddenly realized her waist was pinned deep into the soft brocade by his knee.

A faint pink flush rippled across her fair skin.

"Human, you...!"

"Release this Queen at once!"

The cold shout bursting from her crimson lips carried killing intent, yet it quivered oddly at the final syllable.

The serpent tail coiled around Xiao Yan's waist suddenly loosened like an electric shock.

Tiny scales bristled, releasing wisps of faint fragrance.

She had never imagined being subdued like this by a human.

What was more terrifying was the heartbeat gradually quickening in her chest.

Like an unstoppable tremor of the soul.

She had never experienced such strangeness, nor did she understand it.

Only a primal sense that something was amiss.

This body of the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python had actually developed an instinctive intimacy toward the boy before her!

This was, in fact, the effect of the Three-Colored Fire Lotus imprint Xiao Yan had placed within her.

Though it restrained her from attacking Xiao Yan, it also constantly regulated and healed the lingering wounds left in her body by the Strange Fire evolution.

Completely ignoring Medusa's murderous glare, Xiao Yan's fingertips brushed across the snow-white skin at the nape of her neck.

The Three-Colored Fire Lotus imprint bloomed on her pale back:

"Her Majesty the Queen's heart seems to be beating a bit fast."

"The Queen is a liar with her words."

His warm palm traced along her spine, pressing lightly at the dimples of her lower back:

"How about I teach you how to beg someone?"

"Boom!"

A burst of multicolored radiance suddenly exploded, and the jade hairpin in Medusa's hair shattered into fragments.

She flipped over violently, trying to break free, only to see the Green Lotus Core Flame surge in the boy's eyes!

The Strange Fire seal within her body coiled like a spiderweb, binding her Dou Qi.

Her slender lashes trembled violently as her form suddenly turned into a streak of light, burrowing into the boy's robes.

Xiao Yan looked down at the Seven-Colored Snake curled into a ball at his collarbone and let out a wry laugh:

"Running away already?"

His fingertip lightly tapped the icy scales, feeling the slightly feverish warmth beneath the skin:

"It seems Her Majesty the Queen still needs to get used to human body temperature."

Xiao Yan gently lowered his hand. In high spirits, he hummed a tune and opened the door.

But the moment he opened it, the smile on his face froze.

A girl's crisp voice carried a note of reproach:

"So our Master Xiao enjoys this kind of game?"

"Some people are truly kind-hearted and warm."

"Even raising a snake has to be so intimate?"

Leaning against the rosewood doorframe, the girl stirred a medicinal bowl with a silver spoon.

Her moon-white dress rippled in the night breeze.

Xiao Yi Xian lowered her gaze to the ink-white medicinal broth in the bowl.

The purple crystal orchid pinned in her hair glowed faintly:

"In the dead of night, would Master Xiao care for a bowl of calming soup?"

Xiao Yan reached out to take the bowl, but her icy fingertips pressed down on his wrist.

The girl suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned in, her delicate nose sniffing lightly at his neck.

Her soft, warm lips almost brushed against his Adam's apple:

"Since when did Master Xiao pick up the habit of wearing perfume?"

"Or is it the scent of some beautiful woman?"

Ripples stirred in her autumn-water eyes.

"It seems this calming tea needs to be swapped for a fire-quenching brew."

"Jealous?"

Xiao Yan suddenly wrapped an arm around her slender waist, pressing her against the carved wooden door.

Moonlight filtered through the gauze, making the girl's earlobes gleam like crystal.

He lowered his head and took that rosy hue into his mouth, the warm, smooth sensation seeping into his nerves:

"I think the scent of your Purple Spirit Poison Flower is far more intoxicating."

"If we're talking about favorites, you might just have the edge, no?"

"Xiao Yan!"

"You—you scoundrel!"

"I've got you figured out now. Is that really 'liking' me?"

"You just want my body!"

Xiao Yi Xian hurriedly pushed against his chest, but his scorching palm caught her wrist and pinned it above her head.

With the crisp clatter of the medicine bowl shattering, Xiao Yi Xian gathered Dou Qi in her hand.

Green Lotus Flame crept along their intertwined fingers up to her fair wrist, condensing the poison mist into a purple glow that scattered.

Xiao Yan turned sideways and lazily scooped Xiao Yi Xian into his arms:

"I do want it!"

"So, will you give it to me?"

As his solid chest enveloped her and she sank into the cloud-soft brocade couch, She finally bit her lip, turned her head away, and murmured softly:

"Hmph, you scumbag!"

Though it was a curse, her eyes and tone betrayed a shyness.

Xiao Yi Xian lay quietly on the couch.

She turned her head away, refusing to look at that detestable lecher.

Yet she made no move to resist, her posture one of willing surrender.

The moist sensation slid downward, the wetness on her lips spreading from earlobe to neck.

When she felt Xiao Yan's fingertips unconsciously trace across her shoulder, And grasp the edge of her moon-white dress, Xiao Yi Xian's body trembled involuntarily.

Finally, she spoke, her soft, coquettish voice laced with barely concealed shyness:

"Xiao Yan, you..."

"I haven't yet..."

"Forget it, do as you will..."

Xiao Yan's fingers paused as he looked at the girl's nervous, shy expression.

He couldn't help but smile:

"What's going on in that little head of yours?"

"Didn't I say I was helping you suppress the poison body?"

As the gauze curtain fell, green flame wove a lotus barrier on the beam.

Xiao Yan's fingertip ignited the Kirin Devouring Heaven Flame.

He watched the girl turn her back to him, shedding her moon-white outer robe.

Her jade-like shoulder blades peeked through her dark hair.

Purple patterns coiled around her waist dimples like vines, winding across her snow-white skin with each breath.

"This might sting a bit."

He flicked a wisp of crimson flame, which coalesced into threads of fiery energy in his palm:

"If it's too much, bite me."

Xiao Yi Xian suddenly turned around, a purple crystal orchid from her hair falling into the hollow of her collarbone.

Moonlight gilded her pure, fair body with a silver edge, and the poison patterns bloomed an eerie purple glow on her lower abdomen:

"You're not allowed to—"

"Forget it, look if you want!"

Her voice trembled, but the final syllable dissolved into a soft moan.

Crimson fire coursed along his spine, branding each venomous meridian node with a searing mark.

Xiao Yan's fingertips moved, Strange Fire weaving a net through the girl's body.

When Fen Jue cycled into its seventh rotation.

He suddenly noticed the poison patterns climbing up his own fingertips.

He seized the beauty's slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Crimson fire and toxins merged where skin met skin.

Little Doctor's body trembled, and Xiao Yan's gentle voice sounded by her ear:

"Don't move. Just leave it to me."

Moonlight flowed through their intertwined breaths.

Xiao Yi Xian suddenly tilted her head up and bit his shoulder.

Dou Qi surged, accelerating in an instant.

The moment the Dou Ling barrier shattered, three thousand strands of black hair stirred without wind.

Purple mist condensed into a Poison Phoenix, spreading its wings behind her.

Xiao Yan seized the chance to feed the Sixth-Grade Underworld Rhyme Pill into her mouth, his tongue sweeping away the lingering taste at her lips:

"Congratulations, my Dou Ling lady."

Xiao Yi Xian looked up at the young man who made her heart feel safe.

Warmth trickled through her heart, and mist gradually gathered in her eyes.

Xiao Yi Xian threw herself into Xiao Yan's arms, holding tight.

At this moment, she cared about nothing else.

She only wanted to be close to him.

Closer, even closer!

As if she could knead all her love, all her heart.

Into the body of this young man before her, who stirred her soul.

Her voice was soft, carrying a tenderness like water:

"No matter what."

"Xiao Yan, I love you."

Xiao Yan gently pressed her into his arms, circling her waist.

He stroked her smooth black hair, breathing in her scent:

"I love you too."

"My dear lady."

Dawn light pierced through the clouds:

Before the Nalan Mansion, a nine-tiered gilded incense burner exhaled blue smoke.

When the sound of Four Wings breaking the air rang out, Xiao Yan landed calmly, holding Xiao Yi Xian in his arms.

"Greetings, Master Xiao!"

Nalan Su bowed respectfully, the hem of his brocade robe spreading like a fan.

Maids on both sides scattered seven-colored crystal sand across the red carpet.

This was an honor not even granted when a Dou Huang expert arrived.

Xiao Yan followed Nalan Su into the courtyard:

Everyone present rose at once.

A young man with a jade-like face, draped in a brocade robe, bowed reverently to Xiao Yan:

"This junior Liu Ling, pays respects to Master Xiao!"

Little Princess Yao Yue lifted her skirt and hurried forward.

She bowed respectfully, performing the Imperial Family's ritual:

"This junior Yao Yue, pays respects to Master Xiao!"

Xiao Yan nodded lightly and sat casually with Xiao Yi Xian:

Ya Fei stepped out from the corridor on crystal heels, golden bells swaying at the slit of her red dress.

She walked straight through the courtyard, her snow-white, delicate hand holding a tea cup:

"Nine-Leaf Phoenix Tea, Master, please enjoy..."

Xiao Yan took a light sip of the clear tea, sweeping his gaze around.

No disdain. No humiliation.

No awkward case of mistaken identity either.

As far as the eye could see:

Nothing but reverence and admiration for him.

From the shadows in the back courtyard, Hai Bodong chuckled softly:

"Tsk tsk tsk, quite the reception they've laid out."

Beside him, Jia Xing Tian snorted:

"A master alchemist who can refine a Sect Breaking Pill—even my Imperial Family must treat him with respect!"

"As for the Nalan Family, would they dare show anything less?"

Jia Xing Tian spoke casually, then turned his gaze to Xiao Yan:

"Truly, such talent at such a young age..."