Huang Fei had endured too much pain: the agony when her Martial Soul was shaken apart, the helplessness when cracks appeared in it.
Compared to that, the pain before her was nothing.
She could bear it.
Lu Mingfei stood beside the bed, watching Huang Fei closely.
He saw changes begin to take place in her body.
Gray-black impurities seeped from her skin, a sign that the medicine was forcing the turbid qi out of her body.
A purple glow began to appear around her.
It was a sign that her Purple Flame Phoenix Martial Soul was awakening under the medicine's influence.
Then the flames appeared.
Purple fire rose from Huang Fei's skin, thin at first, like morning mist.
Then it swiftly grew dense and fierce.
The flames consumed her robes. Her plain white undergarment turned to ash in the purple fire, exposing the skin beneath.
Lu Mingfei's pupils contracted sharply, but he did not turn away.
He knew this was the critical moment. He could only watch and make sure Huang Fei fully absorbed the medicine.
If anything went wrong, he could still help her in time.
Huang Fei sat cross-legged within the flames, her body flickering in and out of view through the purple fire.
Lu Mingfei's gaze inevitably fell on her.
Her pale, full figure glowed softly amid the purple flames.
Her breasts rose and fell sharply with her rapid breathing.
Huang Fei's slender, supple waist curved above her long legs, which were folded beneath her on the bed.
Sweat ran down her neck and gathered at her collarbone before the purple fire turned it into wisps of steam.
Her long hair drifted in the flames.
The purple fire licked at its ends, but they did not char. Instead, their color gradually began to change.
The purple faded,