"What was that mist just now..." Lin Chuan's expression shifted slightly. In an instant, the Sharingan in his right eye stirred, and his body turned intangible as he retreated, causing Ni Huanzhi, who had been wrapped around him, to fall onto the bed.
Ni Huanzhi's face was flushed crimson, fragrant sweat dripping down her body, her eyes filled with a dazed haze. After falling off Lin Chuan, she writhed on the bed and lunged at him again!
But Lin Chuan's body had already become completely intangible. No matter what Ni Huanzhi did, she could not touch him in the slightest.
"That Green Mountain Hermit really is disgusting!!!" Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly. The ocular power of his Sharingan erupted as he looked toward Ni Huanzhi.
Although its insight was not as powerful as the Byakugan's, Lin Chuan's Sharingan now had six tomoe and two pairs of Mangekyo Sharingan, making its ocular power immensely formidable. He could vaguely see pink mist darting through Ni Huanzhi's meridians.
The next moment, Lin Chuan flashed to Ni Huanzhi's side. His body immediately returned to solid form, and he pressed a finger onto an acupoint on her shoulder.
Pfft!
A stream of pink mist shot out from Ni Huanzhi's acupoint. Lin Chuan swiftly destroyed it with spiritual power, then repeated the process, forcing as much mist as possible out of Ni Huanzhi's body. However, his spiritual power had yet to recover, and his face remained pale. In the end, he forced out only seventy percent of the pink mist. Fortunately, by then, much of Ni Huanzhi's reason had returned, and she could use her own cultivation to suppress the restlessness within her body.
"You handle the rest yourself!" Lin Chuan said softly. Then his body descended straight to the ground, and he sat cross-legged