Hearing that ethereal voice, Song Qingshu groggily opened his eyes. The Golden Wave Poison Flower's poison had greatly impaired his vision; he could only vaguely make out a woman in white standing beside him. Yet perhaps it was merely his imagination, but she seemed to have emerged from the clouds and mist, like a celestial maiden descending from the Nine Heavens.
Song Qingshu could not help laughing. "I thought a lecherous man like me would descend to the eighteenth level of hell after death. I never expected a fairy to come and take me to heaven instead."
The woman in white raised a hand to her forehead, seeming utterly speechless. Song Qingshu was immediately amused. So fairies aren't entirely free of human emotions after all. I'd better put all the skills I've cultivated to good use and win this fairy sister's favor, lest she makes things difficult for me later.
Seeing his mouth open as though he were about to say something else, the woman in white finally grew somewhat annoyed. "You have been poisoned. Do not waste your strength talking at a time like this."
"If fairy sister tells me not to talk, then I won't talk." Under the effects of the Golden Wave Poison Flower, Song Qingshu could no longer clearly distinguish reality from illusion.
Seeing that he was conscious for the moment, the woman in white frowned slightly. She crouched down and rested Song Qingshu's head on her lap, then took a porcelain bottle from her robes. A crystal-clear amber liquid slowly flowed into his mouth.
"So sweet... Is this the celestial nectar of the immortal realm..." Song Qingshu smacked his lips and murmured.
The woman in white withdrew her fingers as if shocked by an electric current. Song Qingshu had greedily sucked at the porcelain bottle