Shen Luo, how dare you!

Fire Fairy's lashes fluttered, and light gathered once more in her phoenix eyes.

She sat up almost instinctively, circulating her Dou Qi as the Clan Mark between her brows surged.

Then she froze.

She was lying in bed-her own bed, in her own room. Beside her, a burly youth sat cross-legged, seemingly refining something.

With Fire Fairy's abilities, a sweep of her soul revealed nothing unusual about herself. Her clothes were intact, and her body felt no discomfort whatsoever.

She remembered using the Soul-Control Technique, and then...

"You..." Fire Fairy narrowed her phoenix eyes, her cool voice carrying a trace of barely discernible complexity. "What did you do to me?"

Shen Luo opened his eyes, his expression calm. "Aunt Ling, I don't know either. I just felt my consciousness blur, and my body seemed to slip out of my control. Then you said you had something to ask me and brought me to your room."

Shen Luo blinked, his expression unmoving, though inwardly he was fraught with unease.

Fire Fairy stared at him, struggling to recall what had happened.

Images matching Shen Luo's description began surfacing in her mind: Shen Luo had defeated Huo Xuan, and she had promised to grant him one request. Yet the youth had asked for neither a cultivation method nor a Dou Technique. Instead, he had asked her to look into his eyes. Then she had controlled him with the Soul-Control Technique, and afterward...

Fire Fairy suddenly paled, her head aching as though it would split.

Afterward, for certain purposes, she had brought the youth into her private chambers, intending to investigate his constitution.

She was a Late-Stage Seven-Star Dou Saint, and her soul power had even reached heaven realm great perfection. Controlling a One-Star Dou Zong youth was as easy as turning over her hand.

Under her questioning, the youth's constitution had seemed nothing special. He had merely learned some secret body-refining arts as a child, leaving him with abundant vitality and a physique comparable to a magical beast's.

Fire Fairy seemed somewhat tired. Her slender, jade-like hand rubbed her aching head.

"But why was I lying in bed?" she murmured.

Beside her, Shen Luo's breathing quickened a little. Without encountering her at close quarters, he would never have understood how terrifying this formidable figure was.

Why had she been in bed?

Shen Luo's mind raced as he tried to think of an explanation.

Suddenly, Fire Fairy seemed to remember something. She said softly, "I felt a little unwell, so I asked you to loosen up my muscles, didn't I?"

Shen Luo froze, his cheek twitching. "Yes, yes, exactly. Did you forget, Aunt Ling? I'm an alchemist, and I have my own unique massage technique. You said you wanted to try it."

Hearing Shen Luo's answer, Fire Fairy breathed a sigh of relief, and the images in her mind surfaced one after another.

"Mm, thank you for your effort. If there's anything you don't understand in your cultivation from now on, feel free to ask me."

Fire Fairy rose, elegantly lifting her toes as her exquisite, jade-like feet slipped back into those ten-centimeter stilettos.

Then she swept back the long hair by her ear, stretched her fair arms, and looked at Shen Luo again.

Using the Soul-Control Technique on a junior today had already been beneath her dignity, and a trace of guilt had now arisen in her heart.

"Shen Luo, why did you ask me to look into your eyes?"

Fire Spirit had only been awake for a few moments, yet Shen Luo was already drenched in sweat.

His heavenly tyrant body, once so imperiously arrogant, was now like a deflated ball, unable to muster any of its former might.

But seeing that Fire Fairy seemed capable of making everything fit together herself, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

System, oh system, you really do know your stuff! I don't even know whether this cheat you gave me is a blessing or a curse. Play with fire, and you'll burn yourself! If I'd known, I might as well have picked a Space Ancestral Talisman.

Looking at the dazed Shen Luo, Fire Fairy's face showed a rare blush of bashfulness.

"Shen Luo, you mustn't harbor any improper thoughts about your Aunt Ling."

Shen Luo's mouth opened. He stared at Fire Fairy's breathtaking face in terror, but ultimately said nothing.

He was certain that the command he had given Fire Fairy had taken effect. Aunt Ling would fill in the gaps herself; otherwise, he would already have been a cloud of bloody mist.

A Dou Sheng could not be deceived-unless you had a cheat!

Seeing Shen Luo's slightly bewildered expression, Fire Fairy seemed to confirm something. She reached out her jade-like hand and lightly flicked his forehead. "You little brat, Aunt Ling wronged you today. I shouldn't have..."

"Aunt Ling, what did you do to me?" Shen Luo forcibly suppressed the tangled mix of emotions within him, his face as still as an ancient well. "You didn't do something to me with your heaven realm great perfection soul, did you?"

At his words, Fire Fairy went still, her expression turning slightly awkward.

In her memories, she had indeed controlled Shen Luo and made him come to her room. After asking him a few questions, she had even had the youth climb onto her bed to loosen up her muscles.

"Of course not! Aunt Ling merely saw your extraordinary talent and wanted to give you some guidance!"

"Oh, I see." Without blushing or missing a beat, Shen Luo nodded slightly. "I thought you'd taken a fancy to me, Aunt Ling." With that, he raised his arm and showed off his muscles.

A faint heat suddenly rose in Fire Fairy's lower abdomen. That strange nine-colored butterfly seemed visible only to Shen Luo.

A flicker of struggle immediately appeared on Fire Fairy's face.

"Hmph, you little brat. Promise Aunt Ling you won't tell anyone about today, not even your master."

Shen Luo's master also possessed a heaven realm great perfection soul, and his attainments in the soul were no less than hers. She feared that Shen Luo's careless remarks would arouse Old Man Shennong's suspicions.

"Don't worry, Aunt Ling. I definitely won't tell my master that I came to your room and even climbed onto your bed to give you a massage."

Fire Fairy's expression changed, her heart trembling slightly as her proud peaks gently swayed.

"Good boy. This is a secret between us. No third person may know!"

"Didn't you want noodles? Aunt Ling will cook some for you!"

Hearing this, Shen Luo finally relaxed completely. The crisis between life and death had passed, and he no longer needed to worry that the woman before him would obliterate his body and soul with a single slap.

"Wonderful! Aunt Ling's noodles taste the best."

Fire Fairy rubbed her slightly aching head and walked out of the bedroom.

Shen Luo watched her from behind.

Graceful and noble, dignified and virtuous.

The Yan Clan's grand elder was back!

He suddenly recalled how he had wantonly fondled and demanded more from Fire Fairy on the bed just now, and the flames that had only just died down in his lower abdomen flared anew.

Fire Fairy seemed to sense the scorching gaze behind her. Her thighs tightened, and she involuntarily quickened her steps.

For some reason, I simply can't feel any anger toward Shen Luo.

Forget it. I'll hurry up and cook him a bowl of noodles, then send him away. With a sweep of her sleeve, she appeared in the great hall with Shen Luo.

"Oh dear, there aren't any pots, bowls, utensils, or ingredients. Shen Luo, how about we forget it and do this another day?"

"Hm?"

"You want to do it another day?"

Shen Luo's brows shot up. He immediately took an antique medicinal cauldron from his Storage Ring, along with some seemingly prepared vegetables, noodles, and a pile of seasonings.

"Aunt Ling, let's forget another day. I'd rather eat your... noodles. I have all the ingredients here, so just go ahead and cook."

Fire Fairy knitted her brows. This child was an eighth-tier alchemist, yet he actually carried such things around with him.

Helpless, she could only brace herself and put all the ingredients into the medicinal cauldron. After she added the seasonings, terrifying flames roared to life beneath it.

"Shen Luo, why do you carry these things around?"

Shen Luo quietly approached Fire Fairy from behind. Looking at her full, plump rear, he swallowed.

"Aunt Ling, this is food from my hometown. When I have nothing to do, I cook a bowl of noodles to keep reminding myself never to forget where I came from."

Fire Fairy seemed to recall that Shen Luo was an orphan who had been taken in by Old Man Shennong as a child. Thinking about it, he truly was pitiful.

Suddenly, she went still, her face flushing crimson.

At some point, Shen Luo had moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Feeling the scorching breath and solid chest behind her, Fire Fairy's delicate body softened. Then she abruptly turned her head, her phoenix eyes blazing with fury. "Shen Luo, how dare you!"