"What's wrong?"
Xiao Yan glanced at Qing Yanjing, his expression unchanged, and asked with mild curiosity.
"N-nothing..."
Qing Yanjing drew a deep breath, then closed her eyes and continued refining the plane embryo, doing her utmost to resist the demonic source's corrosion with the power of her divine soul.
Yet the harder she resisted, the stronger the demonic source grew. Waves of agitation rose in her heart, and her mind involuntarily wandered back to the things that had happened between her and Xiao Yan in her dazed state over the past days.
For a time, her mind was filled with nothing but Xiao Yan.
"Hah!"
Qing Yanjing's breathing quickened slightly, and her skin flushed again. She opened her eyes and glanced at Xiao Yan. Seeing his deliberately innocent expression, she suddenly felt a surge of anger, then closed her eyes and continued resisting the demonic source's corrosion.
But as time passed, that restless heat only grew stronger.
"Ah, looks like you still need my help."
A teasing voice sounded behind Qing Yanjing, followed by a hand lifting her into an embrace.
"You scoundrel..."
Qing Yanjing slowly opened her eyes. Her clear, beautiful eyes now resembled pools of spring water, and a moment later, she wrapped herself around Xiao Yan like an octopus.
Three days later, Qing Yanjing regained her clarity. After dressing again, she looked at Xiao Yan with embarrassed irritation.
"Could it be that this so-called detoxification method of yours can only be done like that?"
"Of course not..."
Xiao Yan spread his hands helplessly and shook his head. "I've been purging the poison from you all along. You were the one who threw yourself at me. I didn't do anything out of line-you even stripped my clothes off..."
"All right, enough!"
Qing Yanjing suddenly cut him off and