"Elder Brother Qin, you should keep this Nascent Soul cultivator's body. Although it contains potent poison, this poison might prove useful to you."
Li Ning was exceedingly clever. Back when Qin Fengming had asked the Ji Household for the Green Soul Silk secret art, she had been there. Although she had never seen how the art was cultivated, she had heard that after mastering it, one had to constantly refine the toxins of various deadly substances.
There were many poisons in the mortal world, but they posed little threat to cultivators. Only the various poison arts cultivated by cultivators, or the venom of enormous poisonous demons and insects, could make cultivators wary.
Seeing how terrifying the poison in the purple child was this time—so powerful that even a Nascent Soul cultivator had been forced to flee and desperately expel it—Li Ning naturally thought of the secret art in Qin Fengming's possession.
When Qin Fengming heard Li Ning's words, he was deeply shocked as well. It turned out that this beautiful woman before him had risked being killed by a Nascent Soul cultivator to seize this body for his sake.
At this realization, a warm current suddenly surged through Qin Fengming's heart. His eyes flashed brightly as he gazed at the delicate woman before him, unable to utter a word for a long while.
Li Ning looked at Qin Fengming and saw the strange expression on his face. Her heart trembled, and her tender face immediately flushed red. She could not help lowering her head slightly.
Although she had lived for sixty or seventy years, this was the first time a young man had looked at her so intently.
A full quarter of an hour passed before Qin Fengming finally withdrew his gaze. The expression on his face had already returned