The Manifestation of One's True Heart

"Resolve it completely?"

"Yes, resolve it completely!" Xiao Fan gave an affirmative answer.

In his previous life, Xiao Fan had not failed to try every way possible to completely resolve the predicament Xiao Yi Xian faced because of her Woe Poison Body. Accumulating toxins, ever higher-grade poisons, even finding the Nether Poison Fire that had accumulated poison for a thousand years, combining it with the Poison Pill Method acquired through trade, and using all manner of lost Sealing Techniques to suppress the Woe Poison Body—he had tried every method he could think of or knew.

Yet in the end, the upper limit of the Woe Poison Body still could not be raised. Worse, if she ever lost access to high-quality poisons, Xiao Yi Xian might very well descend into madness and become someone even she herself would not recognize.

But the existence of the Spirit Devouring Art might turn the imperfect Woe Poison Body into a perfect one.

Xiao Fan slapped his forehead. "How had I not thought of this method in my previous life... I wonder how Xiao Yi Xian from my previous life was doing after I died. Once even the poison of the Nether Poison Fire stopped working..."

Xiao Fan did not want to think any further about an outcome he did not wish to know. At the very least, he now had a way to help Xiao Yi Xian!

Watching the absent-minded Xiao Fan, Xiao Yi Xian lay in his arms, tilting her head up as she admired his profile...

"Xiao Yi Xian, do you believe me?"

"I do."

"But the Woe Poison Body won't be so easy to resolve..." How could Xiao Yi Xian not know that? The Woe Poison Body carried misfortune, and its bearer's life would always be entwined with misfortune...

"Xiao Yi Xian, I already tried it just now. My cultivation technique is very special. It can devour spirits; even the Woe Poison Body is no exception."

No matter how foolish Xiao Yi Xian was, she understood what Xiao Fan meant. The fundamental reason the Woe Poison Body erupted was its endless instinct to devour poison.

And the Spirit Devouring Art Xiao Fan possessed could completely erase that instinct. Once it lost its spirit, the Woe Poison Body would merely be a machine within her body for refining poison.

That way, Xiao Yi Xian could not only consume poisons of her own accord to cultivate, but also cultivate by circulating her cultivation technique like anyone else. In his previous life, Xiao Yi Xian had possessed only poison Dou Qi. Perhaps in this life, she could awaken a different, familiar kind of Dou Qi.

As for whether she could bear so much poison Dou Qi, Xiao Fan was not worried in the slightest. After all, on the Dou Qi Continent, it was almost impossible to find something capable of poisoning a Dou Saint. So long as Xiao Yi Xian did not exceed the limits of what her body could bear, the Woe Poison Body and her cultivation would only complement each other.

"So, Xiao Yi Xian, the Woe Poison Body isn't frightening, is it?"

Xiao Fan spoke slowly, the overflowing concern in his gaze impossible to conceal.

Even though Xiao Yi Xian had been reborn and had lived for half a century, she could not suppress her heart.

Xiao Yi Xian's shimmering violet eyes were captivating, carrying an intoxicating purity and elegance. A faint blush colored her fair, delicate cheeks; her nose was high and refined, while the corners of her lips curved slightly upward, like a little white flower in bloom.

Her lips were like peach blossoms blooming in April, pink and full.

Salvation was the main theme.

Xiao Fan had been saved once again...

Xiao Yi Xian cupped Xiao Fan's cheeks and gently offered him her true heart.

Unlike the first time, which had carried a trace of innocence, Xiao Yi Xian was far more possessive this time, wantonly claiming her place.

Yet both times, it had been beyond their control.

Time that had passed could never be recovered.

Xiao Fan and Xiao Yi Xian stood back-to-back, neither daring to meet the other's eyes.

"I... I was actually kissed by Xiao Yi Xian?"

Xiao Fan had never imagined that the current Xiao Yi Xian would be so proactive...

"This..."

Xiao Fan's mind had completely shut down. He still did not understand the feelings behind Xiao Yi Xian's actions. Was it affection? Gratitude? Dependence?

The soul that had lived nearly a hundred years across two lives had actually been captured by a little girl...

"And... are little girls these days all this open..."

If Xiao Fan had known that Xiao Yi Xian had been reborn, he probably would not have thought that way.

"Ha, you really got me."

Unlike Xiao Fan's tangled thoughts, Xiao Yi Xian was immersed in that kiss.

"Xiao Fan... did he respond to me? Did that count as a response?"

"Hehe, I was the first to win over Xiao Fan in this life!"

"Gu Xun'er, you don't understand anything at all!"

Ya Fei: (You're absolutely right.)

After a brief silence, Xiao Fan and Xiao Yi Xian turned around at the same time.

"Um..."

Two unexpected voices rang out. They looked at one another, then turned away again in unspoken agreement.

I have no idea how to face him.

Xiao Fan realized that he could not keep dwelling on this topic. Xiao Yi Xian's aggressiveness was too strong. Even he, Xiao Fan—a Half-Emperor, a Nine-Rank Golden Pill Alchemist, a powerhouse who commanded half the Dou Qi Continent and stood at the peak of the world—could only throw down his armor and flee...

"Let's open the treasure chests first, Xi... Xian'er."

Xiao Yi Xian's raised hand froze in midair. She seemed to have heard an unbelievable form of address.

"Xiao Fan, say it again."

"I won't." Xiao Fan refused decisively. He had merely wanted to try it.

"No, you have to say it!" Xiao Yi Xian's tone allowed no refusal.

Helpless, Xiao Fan could only call out once more.

"Xian'er?"

"Mhm..." Xiao Yi Xian put away her angry expression. Her smile was gentle, and a rosy blush spread across her face like that of a shy young girl.

The flush on her cheeks made one want to take a bite...

Clearly, Xiao Yi Xian liked that form of address very much.

Xiao Fan felt as though he was going mad. His young heart was practically about to die of a sudden heart attack in the span of a single day.

At this moment, Xiao Yi Xian exuded a different kind of ethereal charm. Her ravishing appearance added even more allure and sweetness to her beauty.

Xiao Yi Xian lowered her little head and played ostrich, while only her hands searched in bewildered confusion for the location of the treasure chest.

She inserted the key into the lock...

Just as he had discovered Xiao Yi Xian's true heart, Xiao Fan was like a key inserted into her heart, obtaining the treasure that belonged to him.

It was a true heart that clearly loved Xiao Fan, yet did not dare express it.

"Xian'er, are you sure you don't want this flying Dou Technique?"

"With your soul power, you could completely resist the lingering remnant thoughts. And purple wings really do have a certain charm."

After they emerged, Xiao Fan was still trying to persuade Xiao Yi Xian. The flying Dou Technique would not improve him much. At least at this stage, he had no need for it at all. Among the Dou Techniques he possessed were quite a few movement techniques, and compared to the immense amount of Dou Qi required for flight, it simply was not worth it.

"No. I already took the things from the other two chests. You can use this flying Dou Technique."

How could Xiao Yi Xian believe that purple had more charm? She knew very well that besides liking to touch her waist, Xiao Fan also liked to touch her white hair.

So to Xiao Fan, white hair had more charm.

In truth, Xiao Yi Xian's guess was not entirely correct. Otherwise, why would Xiao Fan keep that little mixed-haired Little Dragon Maiden who was greedy, loved causing trouble, could never wake up, and often left food on the ground?

Xiao Fan picked up Xiao Yi Xian and climbed up along the rope, returning to the surface.

The Rock Snake from before seemed to have hidden elsewhere.

"Stop!"

An angry shout rang out.