Jade Phosphorous Poison

Jade Phosphorous Poison

Hearing Chen Ming's words, Dugu Yan, who was having such contact with a member of the opposite sex her own age for the first time, finally remembered her situation.

Under the pressure of life and death, Dugu Yan instantly deleted the dirty thoughts from her mind and began cooperating with Chen Ming's movements.

Chen Ming's Soul Power Level was only close to twenty-four, while Dugu Yan was already nearing thirty. There was an inherent gap between them. With Dugu Yan's body and meridians as the main battlefield, the Soul Power Chen Ming could inject into her body was naturally even weaker than Dugu Yan's own.

Chen Ming slowly used his own Soul Power to guide Dugu Yan's, slowing down the chaotic Soul Power that had been crashing about everywhere and gradually gathering it into streams. However, the results were far from obvious.

There was a toxin deep within Dugu Yan's marrow. It normally remained dormant and only flared up when yin energy became excessively abundant. Today, not only was the yin energy strong, but Dugu Yan's Soul Power had also completely fallen into disorder. The toxin in her marrow had been thoroughly activated and was flowing everywhere along with her Soul Power.

Even if Dugu Yan had been in perfect condition, she would have had no good solution for Soul Power mixed with internal poison and rushing wildly through her body, much less now, when she was seriously injured.

Seeing that conventional treatment was having little effect, Chen Ming gritted his teeth and decided to try something unconventional.

He closed his eyes, sensed that vague, intangible feeling, and actively awakened his own spirituality.

Chen Ming's Spiritual Power merged with his Soul Power, creating a mysterious quality. As this Soul Power flowed through Dugu Yan's body, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Any Soul Power that collided with it was suppressed by Chen Ming's Spiritual Power and temporarily fused with it, forcibly made to flow according to Chen Ming's will.

Without realizing it, Dugu Yan's Martial Soul quietly possessed her body, producing a faint resonance with Chen Ming's Jade Scorpion King Martial Soul. Along with that resonance, the portion of Soul Power that belonged to Dugu Yan, which Chen Ming had only been forcibly commanding before, developed a greater sense of familiarity toward him and a natural obedience to his control.

The first circulation of Soul Power barely completed its course under Chen Ming's control. By the second circulation, the Soul Power within Dugu Yan's body was already flowing naturally alongside Chen Ming's. By the third, Dugu Yan's Soul Power had completely yielded to and merged with Chen Ming's Soul Power. With a single thought from him, he could easily control it.

As the Soul Power slowly returned to her Dantian, Dugu Yan's most pressing problem was more or less resolved. Chen Ming opened his eyes, pushed Dugu Yan, whom he had been pinning beneath him, to one side, then slumped against the stone wall and gasped for breath.

Chen Ming's Soul Power had not decreased in the slightest. In fact, because he had taken a small portion of what had originally been Dugu Yan's Soul Power, his Soul Power Level had unknowingly broken through to level twenty-four.

However, his mental exhaustion was severe. He felt as though he had stayed awake for three days and three nights straight.

Combining Soul Power with Spiritual Power was already a fairly advanced realm for a soul master, and the burden was not small. Yet Chen Ming had not merely fused them and circulated them within his own body. He had even used his fused Soul Power to guide the Soul Power within Dugu Yan's body, multiplying the expenditure severalfold.

To keep himself from falling asleep, Chen Ming endured his mental weakness and took out some Jade Phosphorous Serpent jerky from his Storage Soul Tool, then viciously bit off a large mouthful.

As the pungent medicinal flavor rushed into his mind, Chen Ming was instantly wide awake. His entire face twisted into a pained grimace.

Seeing Dugu Yan lying on the ground with lifeless eyes, looking as though she had been thoroughly ruined, Chen Ming could not help feeling a little annoyed. He tore off a piece of jerky and stuffed it into Dugu Yan's mouth.

The instant the jerky touched her tongue, Dugu Yan's body began twitching uncontrollably. Her eyes rolled back, and rather than looking more alert, she seemed to have gotten even worse.

Chen Ming was nearly scared to death by the sight. He hurriedly forced himself to focus and used his Soul Power to examine Dugu Yan's condition, only to discover that she had not worsened at all. She had merely been caught off guard by the jerky's earth-shattering flavor.

To prevent another accident, Chen Ming quickly took out some pills for treating internal injuries that his family had prepared for him from his Storage Soul Tool and forcibly stuffed them into Dugu Yan's mouth. As the medicinal effects spread through her, Dugu Yan finally regained the ability to think.

Looking at the sweat-soaked Chen Ming beside her, Dugu Yan knew that he had saved her. Her heart was filled with gratitude toward him, along with a few feelings she could not quite explain.

She wanted to sit up, only to discover that her body could not move at all and that she had completely lost control of her Soul Power. Her face instantly turned pale, and she nearly fainted on the spot.

"Your body is fine. I was just afraid you'd lose control again, so I anesthetized you for a bit."

Chen Ming extended a hand and pressed it against Dugu Yan's Dantian. His carefully adjusted Soul Power quickly poured into her body.

As that Soul Power entered her body, Dugu Yan finally regained a slight sense of feeling, and she barely recovered control of her mouth.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, I probably would have died here."

"You should thank me." Chen Ming sighed, helped Dugu Yan up, and leaned her against the stone wall beside them.

"If I hadn't saved you, there'd only be the two of us in this Mimicry Training Ground. Even if you somehow went wrong on your own, everyone else would think I was the one who harmed you."

"How many heads do I have? How many heads does my family have? Could we withstand a Titled Douluo's revenge?"

"When your cultivation went berserk, did you think you were only about to lose your own life? No, you nearly took me and my entire family down with you!"

Hearing Chen Ming's words, Dugu Yan awkwardly turned her head away.

She believed that even if she had died, her grandfather, Dugu Bo, would certainly have been able to tell how she died. But she also believed that if she had died like that, her grandfather would have gone mad and vented his anger on everyone around him.

"Let's catch our breath for a while. Later, I'll take you to find one of the healing teachers and get you treated. I've calmed your Soul Power, and I've temporarily suppressed the toxin in your body, wherever it came from. Now, the only remaining issue is the damage to your meridians and internal organs from the impact of Soul Power. But considering the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's resources, you should recover completely in as little as three to five days, or at most a week."

As he spoke, Chen Ming took out a cup of fruit juice and gulped it down. Hearing the sound of him drinking, Dugu Yan, who had been about to close her eyes, suddenly froze.

At that moment, she was considering an extremely serious question—one that might even determine her social death.