Both Poisoned

The Poison Old Ghost wore a smug smile.

"Miss Xing, please wait a moment. I'll go get you the flowers right away."

The Poison Old Ghost flashed into the spirit garden.

Instead of directly plucking the Illusory Desire Flower, he used his hands as a shovel to loosen the soil two feet around it.

He then took out a two-foot-large flowerpot and filled it with soil and flowers.

Poison Old Ghost, carrying a flower pot, came to Xing Xinxin.

"To avoid losing the fragrance, it's best not to put it in a storage ring. Moving the whole plant back will minimize the loss of fragrance."

"However, Miss Xing, you should be careful. It's best to cover your mouth and nose. If you accidentally inhale a few breaths, then..."

As he spoke, the Poison Old Ghost's expression turned lewd.

Xing Xinxin's face flushed slightly. Before the Poison Old Ghost reminded her, she had already inhaled a little of the floral fragrance.

Her desire surged, and thoughts of love between men and women uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

Even the ugly face of the Poison Old Ghost in front of him suddenly became handsome.

Fortunately, she inhaled very little of the floral scent, which allowed her to suppress her desires.

Xing Xinxin glared angrily at the Poison Old Ghost.

"Poison Old Ghost, you'd better behave yourself. If you dare to pull any more tricks, I'll raze your Poison Grotto to the ground."

After saying that, she counted out 100,000 Spirit Stone and handed them to the Poison Old Ghost.

Upon receiving the Spirit Stone, the Poison Old Ghost beamed with joy.

His already hunched figure bent even more deeply.

"Thank you for your generosity, Miss Xing. Please go first, Miss Xing. I, Old Ghost, will carry the Illusory Desire Flower for you."

Xing Xinxin glanced at the Poison Old Ghost with disdain.

In the end, he's nothing but a money-grubbing scoundrel!

She stepped through the stone gate and returned to the Poison Grotto she had previously inhabited.

However, the moment she stepped into the Poison Grotto, her face paled in shock.

This was because a young male cultivator was standing prominently inside the Poison Grotto.

Neither she nor the Poison Old Ghost noticed when this person had entered the Poison Grotto!

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the cave abode of the Poison Old Ghost?"

The Poison Old Ghost looked wary and asked in a stern voice.

The Cave leading into the Poison Grotto stretched for miles and was filled with all sorts of poisonous creatures.

It would be impossible for an ordinary cultivator to enter the Poison Grotto silently.

The young male cultivator was none other than Song Wen, a mocking smile on his face.

"It's just a few poisonous creatures. Do you really think this place is a den of dragons and tigers?"

The Poison Old Ghost's expression hardened. "So you're also a poison cultivator! But since you've dared to trespass into my cave abode, I'd like to see just how many deadly poisons you can withstand."

Before he finished speaking, countless poisonous insects and snakes crawled out from every corner and swarmed towards Song Wen.

Faced with the swarming poisonous insects from all directions, Song Wen remained calm and composed.

He raised his arm slightly and patted it casually.

A spider that lunged at him was instantly blown to pieces, its green juice splattering everywhere.

At the same time, a cloud of green poisonous mist was also released from the explosion.

Song Wen took a deep breath, inhaling all the poisonous fog into his body.

Upon seeing this, a look of joy appeared on the Poison Old Ghost's face.

Every venomous insect and snake in this cave abode was carefully cultivated by him with painstaking effort, and all of them contain potent poison.

The young cultivator before them, whose cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, dared to so arrogantly inhale the poisonous fog; he was simply courting death.

However, the joy on the Poison Old Ghost's face vanished in an instant.

Having inhaled all the poisonous mist, Song Wen showed no signs of the pain of being poisoned; instead, he wore an expression of considerable enjoyment.

It was as if those deadly poisonous fogs were sweet nectar.

"Such trivial skills are not worth showing off, fellow Daoist."

Song Wen said with a mocking expression.

Six Sacred Beetle Gu flew out and pounced on the poisonous insects and snakes.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of venomous insects and snakes were killed or injured.

The Poison Old Ghost was heartbroken and cried out in distress.

"Stop right now!!"

However, Song Wen would never obey his orders.

Except for a few venomous insects and snakes that managed to escape into the crevices, none of the rest survived and were completely slaughtered.

The Poison Old Ghost was so angry he pounded his chest and stamped his feet, but he couldn't do anything about Song Wen.

His most prized weapon was his deadly poisons, which were impossible to defend against.

However, these poisons posed no threat to Song Wen.

The death of numerous poisonous insects and the resulting toxic mist have almost completely enveloped Song Wen.

Song Wen, however, remained calm and unperturbed, completely disregarding the poisonous mist. Instead, he took out a jade bottle and collected the mist.

Xing Xinxin, standing to the side, recognized the Sacred Beetle Gu, and her expression became extremely solemn.

"It's you!" she said Song Wen, her face full of suspicion.

Song Wen said, "Miss Xing, we meet again."

Xing Xinxin asked, "How did you find this place?"

"Of course, it was Miss Xing who led the way for me."

"You were following me?"

Xing Xinxin felt a pang of regret. If she had known this would happen, she should have listened to Granny Jin and returned to the clan as soon as possible.

"Why have you tried so hard to get close to me?"

Xing Xinxin now understood that Song Wen's second attempt to trade with her was definitely not just about some Spirit Stone.

"I would like to borrow the <Soul-Concentrating Spike> from Miss Xing for a glimpse."

Xing Xinxin said, "You're probably going to be disappointed. I've never practiced the <Soul-Concentrating Spike>, nor do I have the <Soul-Concentrating Spike> Cultivation Method."

Song Wen frowned. "No!?"

Xing Xinxin said, "The <Corpse King Blood Refinement Art> I cultivated before was incomplete, and my physical body underwent uncontrollable corpse transformation. How could I have the energy to spare for cultivating <Soul-Concentrating Spike>?"

Song Wen frowned.

This was a situation he hadn't anticipated.

He originally thought that with Xing Xinxin's talent and her status as the eldest daughter of the Xing Family's patriarch, she must have already cultivated the Xing Family's secret technique, <Soul-Concentrating Spike>.

"Miss Xing, why are you arguing with him? Just kill him!"

Poison Old Ghost suddenly let out a loud shout, interrupting Song Wen and Xing Xinxin's conversation.

"You idiot, he's a Golden Core cultivator."

Xing Xinxin replied subconsciously.

She turned to look at the Poison Old Ghost, but noticed something was amiss.

A blush actually appeared on the Poison Old Ghost's withered and ugly face.

His eyes, like Black Hole, lingered on Xing Xinxin's body.

His eyes held an undisguised desire, burning like a raging fire.

Xing Xinxin's heart tightened involuntarily.

She was all too familiar with the Poison Old Ghost's current condition.

She had just experienced something similar.

Poisoned by the Illusory Desire Flower!

However, Poison Old Ghost's condition was much more serious than hers.

She was still able to suppress it with reason, but the Poison Old Ghost was already on the verge of losing control.

The Poison Old Ghost held onto the Illusory Desire Flower the whole time. At first, he consciously covered his mouth and nose, afraid of accidentally inhaling the fragrance.

However, after Song Wen killed many venomous snakes and insects, the Poison Old Ghost lost his composure and forgot about the Illusory Desire Flower. Inadvertently, he inhaled several mouthfuls of its fragrance.

Xing Xinxin subconsciously took a step back.

With her movements, her full breasts, which were constricted by her tight-fitting clothes, bounced up and down a few times.

These few slight tremors were enough to completely shatter the last shred of Poison Old Ghost's sanity.

He suddenly exerted force with his feet and pounced towards Xing Xinxin.

Xing Xinxin, who was retreating, was caught off guard and pounced on by the Poison Old Ghost.

The Poison Old Ghost lay on top of Xing Xinxin, groping her all over.

An ugly face was protruding from the fullness of her chest.