"Sis Jie... ahem, we can talk about going to your place later. The things in these three stone boxes are the main event."
Clearing his throat, Xiao Yan waved a hand. Flames wrapped around the three keys and carried them into their corresponding stone boxes, unlocking them one by one.
The instant the locks opened, Xiao Yan curled his fingers slightly. Flames enveloped the stone boxes, sealing them off from the outside. Then, with a slight upward lift, a surge of force opened their lids.
He beckoned, and the ancient, seven-colored scroll inside flew into his palm.
"The Seven-Colored Poison Scripture?" Xiao Yi Xian froze briefly at the bold lettering on the scroll Xiao Yan offered her. A complicated look flickered through her eyes before she broke into a smile and accepted it. Yet her gaze unconsciously strayed toward the flames obeying his every whim in his palm, and the bottle of pills in her Storage Ring that she had yet to finish.
She was a physician, and only a physician.
And unless something unexpected happened, never mind becoming an alchemist-she would soon be unable to remain even a physician...
She possessed innate poison Dou Qi and the Woeful Poison Body. Had Xiao Yan not been there earlier, she would have killed innocent people again...
Shaking her head, she temporarily cast those tangled thoughts aside and composed herself. That trace of gloom soon vanished. Just as she was about to smile and ask Xiao Yan to continue, a warm, gentle voice reached her ear.
"Feeling sad about your constitution again?" Xiao Yan slipped an arm around Xiao Yi Xian's shoulders, tucked the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture into her arms, and leaned his head closer.
"A little... rather than a poison master everyone hates and fears, I'd rather become an alchemist or