"Boom—!"
Just as Tang San swallowed the last mouthful of rations, a searing heat erupted from his dantian and instantly swept through his limbs and bones!
At first, he thought he had simply overeaten, but the next second, the heat transformed into countless steel needles that burrowed into his blood and marrow, burning his meridians until they swelled and clouding his mind.
Even stranger, an indescribable burning sensation climbed up his spine, flushing his skin red and making even his breath scorchingly hot.
"Fuck! Ye Xuan, you poisoned me!?"
Tang San jolted awake and instinctively circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, only to discover that the drug's effects clung to him like a disease rooted in the bone. Not only could they not be expelled, but his inner power only drove them into greater frenzy.
He lowered his head to look at the remaining half of the ration in his hand, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
He had not noticed it before, but the food carried a faint, elusive fragrance. Now that he thought back on it, that scent had held a deadly allure.
"Ye Xuan!"
Grinding out that name through clenched teeth, Tang San's body had already begun to tremble uncontrollably.
He could clearly feel the desire within him spreading like dry kindling set ablaze, raging across him with the force of a prairie fire. Under the impact of the drug, his reason was on the verge of collapse.
But just as he was about to break down, a flicker of clarity suddenly flashed through his mind.
Though the drug was potent, it was not without a solution. It seemed... he could resist it with sheer willpower?
"That damned bastard, using such despicable tricks!"
Tang San forced himself to sit cross-legged and formed seals with both hands, pushing the Mysterious