Crimson Immortal 4: Detoxification

Haa...

Mmh... Mm...

Lin Sui's vision was gone, but his hearing and sense of touch were exceptionally sharp.

Hearing her reactions, countless times more intense than before, and feeling her icy coldness and searing heat, it wasn't hard to imagine that her usually mild, composed expression had utterly shattered, blossoming into a gorgeous, seductive flower, so richly alluring it could kill.

Lin Sui felt that if she really died, he couldn't bear to lose her.

So the poison had to be purged.

Gradually, perhaps because they shared the same thought, things went remarkably smoothly for them both.

In the darkness, there was no telling what time or day it was. By the time Su Fuxi felt the cold aura inside her diminish and even the Crimson Immortal Gu settle down, she was utterly exhausted.

She had spent far too much energy fleeing for her life over the past month, and this dual cultivation to purge the poison had left her weary in body and mind, yet with a strange sense of satisfaction.

Su Fuxi took advantage of the peace to sleep, only to be awakened by the Crimson Immortal Gu again. They began another round of dual cultivation, and only when she felt the faint light above her head tremble and sway did she realize that she really had taken Lin Sui's primordial yang.

But why hadn't this damned Crimson Immortal Gu been removed yet?

Was one dose of primordial yang not enough?

The light of fortune above Lin Sui's head was still dazzling. Su Fuxi once again raised a hand to shield her spiritual sense's eye, only for Lin Sui to force it away and pin it above her head. She simply dispersed her spiritual sense, and everything went dark before her.

"Junior, you mustn't... kiss me."

No one listened; he carried on as he pleased.

"...Junior! Don't get too carried away..."

He listened, and became even more unrestrained.

"..."

"..."

Su Fuxi fell asleep.

Lin Sui held her delicate, alluring body in his arms, feeling how smooth and soft it was. He didn't know whether what he was doing was right, but he simply liked her.

Was he defying convention? He supposed so. After all, she was his master, and she was several hundred years older than him. But so what?

In this world, cultivation and strength reigned supreme. Never before had he felt such an urgent need to grow stronger quickly! To become the one who made the rules!

He indulged in a wild fantasy: when he stood at the pinnacle of the Human Realm, he would marry her openly and honorably!

Even if she couldn't form her Nascent Soul, he would stay by her side and wait for her to be reincarnated. As long as he reached the upper realm, he would surely find a way to bring her back through reincarnation!

...Relying on how useful he was right now, the junior was far too unrestrained.

Su Fuxi fell asleep once more. Lin Sui held her close and kissed her noticeably swollen lips, feeling that his forbidden desire had finally come true.

Hahaha. Laughing silently to himself, Lin Sui wore a strangely excited and crazed expression in the dim light. He had never imagined that she would be the one to start this herself. Gently stroking the smooth back of the woman in his arms, he thought:

Master, when you do this, how can I possibly turn back? Even if you refuse to admit it, you can't erase the fact that it already happened.

Lin Sui suddenly found all the preparations she had made to threaten him a little inexplicably cute-because they had all been for nothing.

When Su Fuxi woke again, roughly four hours had passed, just enough time for her to rest before starting another round of detoxification.

As for Lin Sui, he was ready whenever she was. He was in the prime of his youth, as fierce as a wolf or tiger, and he was also a body-cultivating cultivator. Even without being able to use spiritual power, he was hardly affected.

But Su Fuxi was in a terrible state.

Although this was a little more comfortable than she had imagined, why, after three days, with everything that was supposed to happen having happened, was the Crimson Immortal Gu's core still so firmly in place?

"Damn it, what on earth is going on... This Gu poison is so vicious. Why can't it be purged even after all this time? Wasn't primordial yang all it needed?"

In despair, Su Fuxi gripped the broad shoulders and back beneath her hands and clenched her teeth, letting out broken whimpers she could barely suppress and hurried gasps.

"I... I... can't I just give up cultivating..." She cursed the red-robed figure's viciousness inwardly, gradually breathing out hot breaths.

Everything before her was dark, with only her senses clear enough to make her tremble. Su Fuxi felt that the connection between the Crimson Immortal Gu's core and her heart meridian showed no sign of dissipating, but she finally noticed that the meridians throughout her body were no longer so crimson. The pink light clinging to them had begun to recede from her limbs!

It... it was working!

At last, she felt a little less desperate.

But at this rate, could it be purged even if Lin Sui worked himself to death?

If it was Lin Sui... once they got out, it shouldn't be hard to ask him to use ice spells to extract the cold poison from her body, should it?

For now...

No. She absolutely couldn't let him discover that it was her this time! Su Fuxi suppressed the sounds escaping her mouth, only for Lin Sui to grasp her chin and kiss her. She raised a hand to slap him, paused, and lowered it again.

Her fair, slender fingers looked especially beautiful against his lean, strong back.

Forget it.

She was the one who had forced him to do this, after all. Su Fuxi had no right to hit him, and it would spoil the mood at such a moment.

He was still young, and with his passions running so high, it was normal for him to become a little attached and affectionate with the partner of a fleeting affair... right?

Everything else aside, she was the elder, yet she had threatened a junior into doing this. She really... had no face left!

Just imagining Lin Sui discovering that the master he revered was the one who had coerced him into a one-night stand made Su Fuxi's vision go dark again and again.

She couldn't imagine what Lin Sui would think of her, his formerly stern and dignified master, if he found out.

Th-this time, it was her fault, but she simply didn't want to die from the poison.

There wouldn't be a next time. With all these jumbled thoughts in her head, Su Fuxi drifted off again. Lin Sui knew her mind wandered from time to time, but he didn't know what she was thinking.

What had happened this time was somewhat complicated. Whatever she was thinking didn't matter; Lin Sui only needed to know what he himself was thinking-

He still needed to work hard and grow, until even with her Peak Golden Core cultivation, his master no longer thought him young or treated him as a junior.

With his master in his arms, Lin Sui suddenly felt boundless ambition well up within him. He would never put off his cultivation again.

He had once thought they could only ever be master and disciple, and had been willing to remain her junior disciple, never surpassing her in cultivation. But now-

Now Master has given me another hope. To stay by her side, I don't necessarily have to be her disciple...

Lin Sui came to a profound realization.

Three more days later, Su Fuxi finally noticed that the pink-haloed red lines around her heart meridian were slowly withdrawing toward the core, though they had only retreated two inches.

This made her happy, so afterward, whenever the Flying Immortal Gu acted up again and she woke in discomfort, she would take the initiative to pull Lin Sui close and begin.

Though this meant that after the poison's flare-up subsided, Lin Sui would still cling to her and say reluctantly, "Senior... one more time..."

Su Fuxi just wanted to kick him away.

"Junior, don't force me to slap you..."

"I'm not afraid, Senior. Go ahead and hit me!"

"...Heh, you're asking for it."

Though the voice was disguised, the words were unmistakably as they had always been: lightly mocking and sarcastic.

Lin Sui was used to it. In the darkness, he took her hand and pressed it affectionately against his face. Even with his eyes open, he couldn't see a thing.

"Senior, where are you from? Will I be able to see you again?"

The young man's voice was warm and honest, with an unmistakably probing note.

"...Knowing too much won't do you any good." The dark space fell silent for a short while, and slightly cool fingers brushed teasingly across the young man's cheek.

"Junior, why are you asking about me like this? Heh~ Be careful, or I might cut the weeds and tear out the roots afterward."

Su Fuxi thought it strange. Surely, after being coerced, he couldn't have developed any passionate attachment to someone whose identity he didn't know... right?

If it had been her, threatened into sleeping with some inexplicable old thing who might have been hideously ugly and was several hundred years older besides, she would have considered herself merciful if she chopped them into anything less than nine pieces.