Devour Him! Na'er's Gourmet Plan in Progress...

The black-haired, black-eyed girl looked exceptionally strange at this moment, not to mention the fine beads of sweat covering her entire body.

Her flushed face looked as if she were struggling to suppress something.

Gu Yue gritted her teeth hard; her craving for Shen Nanxun was already immense, a sensation originating from the depths of her bloodline.

She could usually suppress it normally, but the moment Shen Nanxun released his bloodline aura just now, she had been completely unable to hold back.

To her, that temptation was equivalent to a mouse seeing a grain of rice.

She desperately wanted to take a bite out of Shen Nanxun, yet she remembered what Na'er had said.

"You can only bite when you're a dog."

Let her, the dignified Silver Dragon King, be a dog for a human brat?

She would rather die!

Forcing herself to suppress that feeling, she raised her hazy eyes and panted softly, "Absorb it. Once you're done, we'll both exit."

Shen Nanxun glanced at her vigilantly. With Na'er's precedent, he was terrified that this creature would pull something while he was busy absorbing.

Especially since her current state was not quite right.

"Sister Xue, help me keep an eye on her. I'm afraid this thing will do something bad while I'm absorbing the Soul Spirit."

"Define 'bad'."

"..."

This Qian Renxue seemed to be getting more and more strange. It was as if the Snow Empress had also become strange after becoming Huo Yuhao's Soul Spirit.

However, one had to marvel that in the Soul Spirit world, the Ice Empress was eating well; she could bully the Sky Dream Ice Worm on one hand and enjoy her good sister, the Snow Empress, on the other.

The process of absorbing the Soul Spirit lasted for nearly half an hour, but everything went smoothly. The Dark-Armored Dragon Python had intended to resist, but the moment it made contact with his bloodline, it knelt at light speed.

When Shen Nanxun opened his eyes again, Gu Yue was no longer in her original position. She had retreated to the corner at the other end of the cave, separated from him by more than half the length of the stalactite cavern.

She was sitting cross-legged on the ground, her hands folded on her knees, eyes closed. Although her breathing was still a bit rapid, it had steadied significantly compared to before. The flush on her cheeks had faded for the most part, with only the tips of her ears retaining a faint trace of pink.

She opened her eyes, and those pupils had regained their clarity; the vertical slits had vanished without a trace. She stood up and smoothed the limestone dust from her skirt, her movements composed.

"Let's go. Out of the tower."

The two exited the Soul Spirit tower one after the other.

Leng Yaozhu had long since ordered someone to prepare a medicinal bath. In the private suite on the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda, steam billowed. The spacious pool was filled with emerald-green medicinal liquid, and a thin, pale-gold film of light floated on the surface—a natural medicinal membrane created by the fusion of several extremely rare heavenly treasures.

Not only could it further suppress the divine aura within Shen Nanxun's body, but it also had miraculous effects on consolidating his foundation and boosting his soul power.

Leng Yaozhu stood by the pool, having changed into a simple, dark purple silk bathrobe. She was barefoot, her fiery red hair tied into a loose, casual bun.

She held two tiny white porcelain bottles, dripping several drops from each into the water. The moment the liquid touched the emerald water, it surged with fine golden bubbles, and the entire bathroom was filled with that crisp, mellow medicinal fragrance.

"Take off your outer clothes and get in." Her tone allowed for no negotiation. "Gu Yue, sit on the left; Shen Nanxun, sit on the right, back to back. This medicinal bath requires quiet absorption. No talking, no fidgeting. The medicinal effect lasts about an hour, and I will be guarding here during that time."

Gu Yue's body stiffened.

"Can I refuse?" Shen Nanxun expressed his opposition. How was this any different from a sheep entering a tiger's den? What if this Silver Dragon King couldn't hold back and ate him, this fragrant, soft little cake?

How would he face the elders of the Shen Family then!

"You can." Leng Yaozhu tilted her head slightly. "Otherwise, you can soak with me."

"Forget it, then." Shen Nanxun sighed. It was better to soak with Gu Yue. The Silver Dragon King was indeed dangerous, but being with Leng Yaozhu was even more of a living hell.

After all, his family still required him to call her "Auntie."

Although there was no blood relation, he didn't want to star in a melodramatic Korean drama.

The two entered the pool wearing only their undergarments, sitting cross-legged back to back.

The emerald medicinal liquid rose above their chests. That pale-gold medicinal membrane formed an imperceptible boundary between them, suppressing his divine aura within his body while slowly channeling the essence of the bath into his meridians.

Billowing steam mingled with the medicinal scent swirled around them, and emerald and pale-gold light patterns faintly flowed across their skin.

Because they were so close, Shen Nanxun could even feel her hair, loose in the water, occasionally brushing against his lower back.

Unlike the fiery aura that permeated Na'er, Gu Yue was much colder, even though the water in the pool was hot. Yet, the skin on his back could still feel that cool sensation.

Gu Yue closed her eyes, her spine held straight. The emerald liquid rose over her shoulder blades, and the pale-gold medicinal membrane traced extremely fine light patterns on her skin.

She tried her best to keep her breathing steady and her heartbeat normal. But it was too difficult. He was sitting less than an arm's length behind her; she could even feel the faint pulse of his bloodline transmitting through the barrier of the medicinal liquid.

Just now in the Soul Spirit tower, she had almost lost control. That instinctual craving, suppressed for too long, had been completely ignited by the aura of the Dragon Prince's bloodline. Her entire body's blood was screaming at her to get closer, to touch him, to bite down.

Shen Nanxun closed his eyes and focused, feeling the gentle yet vast medicinal power slowly permeating his meridians. The soul power he had slightly depleted while absorbing the Dragon Python Soul Spirit was rapidly recovering under the nourishment of the medicine.

Gu Yue kept her eyes closed, her breathing gradually steadying, and her stiff spine slowly relaxing under the soothing effect of the medicine.

Leng Yaozhu leaned back on a lounge chair by the pool, holding a wine glass. She watched the two figures sitting back to back through the swirling steam, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

Deep within his consciousness, Qian Renxue's voice echoed eerily: "Gu Yue's heart rate is nearly double yours."

"Aren't you supposed to be helping me watch if she's going to ambush me? How did you end up monitoring that kind of data?"

"This Seat is merely recording her physiological reactions under the close-range influence of your bloodline with a rigorous academic attitude. The academic value is extremely high."

Qian Renxue's tone was cold, yet she hummed softly, "She is trembling all over. Your back can feel it, don't play dumb."

Although Gu Yue was temporarily immersed in the state of absorbing the medicinal power, she still found it difficult to suppress the throbbing in her heart.

Right now, there was only one voice constantly echoing in her mind.

"Eat him, eat him, eat him!"

"Why hasn't Shen Nanxun come back yet?" Na'er sat in the courtyard, swinging her fair legs in boredom.

After a while, the young girl took a notebook out of her storage ring.

"Arms, wrists, fingers—I've already bitten them all."

She furrowed her brows slightly and pouted, saying with dissatisfaction, "It feels like I haven't eaten much at all."

"Thighs, cheeks, lips—I haven't bitten little Shen Nanxun there yet..."