Refining Medicine for Na'er

Under Xue Qinghe's astonished gaze, the Candle Dragon Phantom behind Chen Fan let out a roar toward the heavens, Soared Upwards, and coiled above the sky. A pair of dragon eyes looked down upon all living beings, suppressing countless spirits!

At the same time, on the ground, a Silver Dragon Phantom formed from countless silver specks of light burst from the earth and coiled across the land. Its Dragon might was vast and mighty, suppressing all beasts!

The Shadow of the Twin Dragons, one in the sky and one upon the earth!

The domain had formed!

The instant the domain unfolded, Xue Qinghe felt an irresistible, terrifying pressure descend simultaneously from both heaven and earth!

The Soul Power within her body seemed to be firmly pinned down by an invisible mountain, its circulation slowing by far more than half a beat!

It was an absolute suppression originating from the depths of her bloodline and soul!

"A domain! This is actually a domain!"

A stormy sea churned in Xue Qinghe's heart.

"He's only in his twenties! How could a Soul Grandmaster possibly possess Domain Power!"

"And... this domain can actually suppress me, a Level Sixty Soul Emperor?!"

This talent could no longer be described as genius.

He was a monster!

A freak capable of overturning the entire Soul Master World's understanding!

At that moment, Qian Renxue stared blankly at the young man standing at the center of the domain, his Sun-Moon Eyes fixed ahead.

Yet this earth-shattering domain lasted less than two seconds.

Crack—

A crisp sound rang out.

Like a mirror shattering.

The twin dragon phantoms blanketing the entire area exploded apart, turning into specks of light that scattered through the air and vanished without a trace.

The consumption of the domain was simply too great.

With Chen Fan's current Soul Power, sustaining it for two seconds was already his limit.

The moment the domain shattered, that immense power suppressing heaven and earth abruptly disappeared.

Having exhausted his Soul Power, Chen Fan's body went limp. His vision darkened, and he staggered forward uncontrollably.

On the other side, Xue Qinghe had just broken free from the domain's suppression. Before her Soul Power could fully return to normal, she too lost her footing and tipped forward.

In that flash of Electric Light.

Neither of them could steady themselves.

They crashed directly into each other, just like this.

"Mm..."

Chen Fan only felt himself plunge headfirst into something soft and warm, his nose instantly filled with a faint, elegant fragrance.

This feeling... wasn't right!

It was far too soft!

And this scent was completely different from Na'er's. Amid its cool freshness was a hint of holiness.

He instinctively Reached out a hand to steady himself, but it landed squarely around her slender waist.

The two became tangled together in a tight embrace.

The instant Xue Qinghe was held by Chen Fan, her entire body stiffened.

Without warning, her heart thudded violently, as though it might leap from her chest.

Even through several layers of clothing, she could clearly feel the warmth of the young man's embrace, as well as his unique scent that somehow put her at ease.

Two blazing flushes instantly rose to her cheeks.

She instinctively wanted to push him away.

But from the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a figure at the edge of the field.

Na'er.

The Maiden was still standing where she was, with no intention of coming forward.

She was not angry, not jealous, and did not show the slightest hint of wariness.

She merely watched them, a sweet and innocent smile actually hanging on that exquisite Little Face.

That smile was like a bolt of lightning striking deep into Qian Renxue's soul.

An unprecedented thrill, mixed with shyness, secret delight, and forbidden excitement, surged up from the depths of her heart and instantly spread through every limb and bone!

He's holding me...

And his "girlfriend" is watching right beside us...

She's even smiling at me?

That realization made Qian Renxue's fingertips tremble slightly with excitement.

The hands that should have pushed Chen Fan away instead, as if possessed by a Ghost, quietly tightened around him, making the embrace deeper and tighter.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

She greedily savored this unexpected tenderness until she felt the young man in her arms begin to struggle uneasily. Only then did she seem to awaken from a dream and abruptly let go.

"S-sorry... I didn't stand steadily just now."

Her voice carried a trace of panic. She took a step back with feigned composure, turning her head slightly and not daring to meet Chen Fan's Eyes.

Chen Fan's breathing caught slightly. The elegant fragrance lingering at his nose had not yet faded when Xue Qinghe's somewhat hurried words reached his ears.

He raised his head and met those evasive eyes.

The unnatural blush on the cheeks of the His Highness the Crown Prince before him had yet to completely fade, and the tips of her ears were tinged with faint pink.

That was not the reaction a brother should have.

He steadied himself, recovering from the dizziness brought on by his depleted Soul Power, and cupped his hands toward Xue Qinghe.

"Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness. I have benefited greatly."

Xue Qinghe seemed to have finally found an excuse to step away. She hurriedly waved her hand and regained some of her composure.

"It is nothing. Your strength... is very formidable. I underestimated you."

Her gaze lingered on Chen Fan for a moment before quickly shifting away, as though she did not dare look at him for too long.

"Let's end here for today. I still have official matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first."

Before she had even finished speaking, she turned and left the Training Ground with slightly hurried steps, her retreating figure carrying the air of someone fleeing in disarray.

Chen Fan watched her departing back and rubbed his chin.

Na'er's expression was even stranger.

Didn't she say she was going to give him some guidance?

Where was the guidance??

"Chen Fan."

A gentle call sounded behind him.

Before he could turn around, a pair of soft little hands wrapped around his waist from behind, and a warm, pretty face gently pressed against his back.

It was Na'er.

"You're tired."

There was a trace of heartache in Na'er's voice.

"You've used up all your Soul Power."

Chen Fan's tense body instantly relaxed. He reached back and held Na'er's hands around his waist, their touch warm and soft.

"It's fine. I'll be better after resting for a while."

But Na'er said nothing. She only hugged him a little tighter.

The two stood quietly for a while before Chen Fan felt the weakness from exhausting his Soul Power gradually recede, strength once more surging through his limbs and bones.

He turned around, pulled Na'er into his arms, and lowered his head to look into her beautiful Purple Eyes.

"Let's go back."

"The medicinal ingredients for the medicine I'm preparing for you should have arrived by now."

When they returned to their residence, Aosile had indeed delivered all the herbs Chen Fan had asked him to collect, sorting them by type across the table.

A mixed, fragrant herbal scent filled the room.

Chen Fan had Na'er sit to the side while he began processing the medicinal ingredients.

In his mind, the section on Spirit Power Detoxification Knowledge surfaced with perfect clarity. He knew the medicinal properties, proportions, and treatment methods for every ingredient by heart.

He did not use any tools.

He merely Reached out his right hand, and a strand of pure Soul Power overflowed from his palm, transforming into an invisible blade that precisely sliced a stalk of Blood Condensing Grass into even thin pieces.

Immediately afterward, the Soul Power changed form again, becoming a gentle flame that slowly dried the moisture from the slices.

His movements flowed as smoothly as clouds and water, focused and earnest.

Na'er sat not far away, resting her chin in both hands as she quietly watched him.

Chen Fan's figure filled those Purple Eyes, leaving no room for anything else.