Entering the Game in Person

"Won't we wait for the little one?"

"Ah, that guy doesn't like eating this stuff." Xiao Fan shoveled down mouthful after mouthful of rice, even dropping grains onto the floor as he spoke.

"You're such a messy eater... Food isn't allowed on the floor!"

Xiao Yi Xian wiped the rice grains from the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth in a reproachful tone, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she watched him eat heartily.

Then, as if recalling something, she teased,

"Hehe, so that means you're mine tonight?"

Xiao Yi Xian, all bark and no bite, felt like she was back on top again.

"How could it be that short? It can last a lifetime..."

"..."

"I'm not talking to you anymore! You're always spouting nonsense!" Xiao Yi Xian's face instantly flushed crimson.

"I'm only telling the truth."

Xiao Fan found that the seven-colored soup was truly delicious. After drinking one bowl, he wanted a second, just like...

Xiao Fan's hand, poised to drink his seventh bowl, stopped. He glanced suspiciously at Xiao Yi Xian. Seeing her lower her head, he drained it in one gulp again...

Burp...

Xiao Fan let out a satisfied burp and praised Xiao Yi Xian. "Xian'er's cooking is really delicious. It'd be great if I could eat it every day."

"You want me to cook for you for the rest of my life?"

"No way!" Xiao Yi Xian immediately exposed Xiao Fan's scheme.

"Hehe..." Xiao Fan grinned foolishly after his thoughts had been seen through.

"Xiao Fan, let's sleep together tonight."

"Okay."

"Hm?"

Xiao Fan realized something was wrong. He clearly should have refused, so why had the words that came out agreed with her instead?

Could that soup really have been poisoned?

Impossible. I'm a dignified Nine-Rank Golden Pill Alchemist. How could I fail to notice poison in mere food?

Then do I want to sleep with Xiao Yi Xian?

Smack. Xiao Fan slapped himself in his mind, stunned by his own thoughts.

We're only sleeping together. What could possibly happen?

Xiao Fan had yet to notice how nervous he was. He had even started making excuses for himself.

In a daze, Xiao Fan arrived at the bed with Xiao Yi Xian supporting him...

The wonderful thing he had expected did not happen. The two merely lay quietly together, looking at each other.

Moonlight spilled through gaps in the clouds, draping over her light white gauze dress and accentuating her somewhat youthful figure and soft, graceful body.

Her long silver-white hair cascaded down her back. The slightly damp strands gleamed with a silvery luster, and he could even see a droplet of water slide down her long, fair neck before settling in the curve outlined by her collarbone.

"Xiao Fan, can I kiss you?" Xiao Yi Xian, who had lived for a hundred years, suddenly asked.

"Mm."

A huge question arose in Xiao Fan's heart. He realized that he seemed to be speaking without thinking.

The corners of Xiao Yi Xian's lips curled up. Xiao Fan could feel a warm piece of jade pressing closely against him...

Her curved brows and smiling eyes resembled a clear stream from a heavenly pool, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world...

"Xian'er, her waist is so smooth, so soft..."

Xiao Fan's final memory stopped at the moment Xiao Yi Xian's face drew near. He only remembered that the defenses he had stubbornly maintained were still breached by Xiao Yi Xian—and the most unexpected place she had hidden the poison was on her tongue...

Xiao Fan, a dignified Nine-Rank Golden Pill Alchemist, once a Half-Emperor who had ruled half the Dou Qi Continent and endured countless battles great and small, had fallen into a woman's hands once again...

The difference was that this dream was sweet, carrying the fragrant softness of a young girl...

Xiao Yi Xian gave Xiao Fan's sleeping face one final caress, tidied her disheveled hair, looked at him once more, and quietly left the little wooden cabin...

"Leaving?"

"Mm."

"Be careful on the road... Xiao Fan wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

"Thank you."

"..."

"Hiss..." A hangover-like feeling and difficulty breathing made Xiao Fan uncomfortable. He rubbed his brow, trying hard to recall what had happened the night before.

Feeling a dark shadow pressing down on him, Xiao Fan irritably lifted Zi Yan away. No wonder he had felt short of breath. Could anyone breathe properly with a baby dragon lying on top of them?

Looking at the now-empty bed beside him, Xiao Fan felt an emptiness in his heart...

"The Chu Yun Empire?"

"I won't be absent this time, Xian'er..."

But when he recalled how Xiao Yi Xian had actually hidden poison on her tongue, he could only feel helpless. That girl was far too crafty!

It seemed he would have to be more vigilant next time. Getting caught out again and again like this, his dignity as a Half-Emperor was nearly gone!

"Wuwu, Xiao Fan! You can't touch there!" Zi Yan, still asleep, began muttering strange nonsense again.

"There is!"

"Wuwu, Xiao Fan... I found all these herbs... You're not allowed to steal them!"

Zi Yan even stretched out her claws, brandishing them at the air.

Thank goodness it was just herbs.

Zi Yan let out another "hehehe" laugh, making Xiao Fan curious about what she was dreaming of this time.

"Xiao Fan... is so small, and very cute too." Zi Yan stretched out her hand and gestured through the air, a foolish smile on her lips.

Xiao Fan once again resolved that he had to learn the Soul Clan's memory-probing technique. To that end, he was willing to destroy a few branch halls to search for it.

"Ow!"

"Who dares... Hehe, Xiao Fan, what's wrong?" Zi Yan held a hand to the corner of her mouth, staring at Xiao Fan with wide eyes in an adorably coquettish manner.

She felt a little guilty, after all. She had just had a strange dream about Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan's mouth twitched, but he could not get angry at such a topsy-turvy Little Dragon Maiden. "It's time to go."

"Nooo, Xiao Fan, let me sleep a little longer..."

Zi Yan wrapped the entire blanket around herself, turning into a little dumpling as she lay inside it.

"Only for a little while."

Unable to tug the blanket away from Zi Yan, Xiao Fan could only agree to this sleepy, drool-loving purple-haired girl.

Hearing Xiao Fan agree, Zi Yan immediately flopped back down and fell asleep again.

"One who doesn't sleep at night and won't get up during the day..."

At that moment, Xiao Fan noticed a letter on the table. He knew Xiao Yi Xian had left it behind.

Curiously, Xiao Fan opened the envelope. There was not much written inside,

"Xiao Fan, I was very happy to meet you. I look forward to seeing you again. Don't forget—you still have to help me resolve my Woe Poison Body."

"The Woe Poison Body..." It was not as though Xiao Fan had never tried, but the current Spirit Devouring Art was still not enough to completely eliminate the Woe Poison Body's side effects. Perhaps once the Spirit Devouring Art advanced, or his soul power transformed once more, he would be able to resolve it.

"Hm? There seems to be something else."

"This is?" Xiao Fan's pupils abruptly widened as he stared at the item in his hand in disbelief.

It was a bracelet, except it was made from purple strands of hair...

"A Black Silk Bracelet. Looks like she had prepared it long ago..."

Purple hair... It had also been Xiao Yi Xian's hair color before she awakened her Woe Poison Body.

Xiao Fan's gaze remained fixed on it for a long time. After a while, he put it around his left wrist. Neither too loose nor too tight, it fit perfectly.

Xiao Fan looked at the bracelet, revealing a smile he could not hide.

He was clearly smiling, yet tears kept falling...

"As expected, purple has more charm..."