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"What, is this happening so early in the morning?"
Seeing the Guard open the prison door, Wei Xuanfeng quickly got up and said, "We'll go together!"
The Guard glared at him and pushed him aside, saying, "I didn't call you to make a fuss, go back."
He then grabbed the chain tied to Xu Xiaofei's limbs like he was walking a dog.
Xu Xiaofei shook his head at Wei Xuanfeng and the others, saying lightly, "It's fine, you all just wait for me to come back here."
He even smiled a little, showing no signs of reluctance.
He followed the Guard out of the prison.
As soon as he turned his back, the smile on his face instantly vanished.
The long chain dragged along beside him, clinking all the way.
His mood was similar to that of a condemned prisoner being led to execution.
Being taken for extraction once or twice wouldn't be a big deal. But he would rather die than betray Mo.
Even if his hands and feet were restrained and he didn't have a Flying Sword by his side, when the time came, he would still fight back!
After leaving the Prison Hall and passing through the maze-like corridor, he was brought by the Guard to the Taoist School from yesterday.
A pulling force came from behind the door, drawing him in once again.
"Come here." In the warmly scented room, a person sat by the bed, smiling and waving him over.
He seemed to have a fondness for white, today wearing a plain brocade robe trimmed with soft fur. Underneath the robe, he wore nothing, the spring light subtly revealing his figure.
Xu Xiaofei walked over.
He quietly searched for an opportunity to strike.
The man, however, seemed completely unaware of his hostility, his gaze fixed on Xu Xiaofei's face, suddenly asking, "Did you not sleep well last night?"
Xu Xiaofei remained silent.
After causing a ruckus with Wei Xuanfeng and Rong Han all night, he certainly wouldn't have had a peaceful rest himself.
Seeing him not respond, the man sighed lightly to himself and lamented, "Could it be that you spent the night entangled with your left hand? You really didn't have to do that; I'm not much worse than your left hand, am I?"
Of course not!
Xu Xiaofei rebutted in his heart. However, he couldn't voice this thought.
"Alright, I won't waste more time on idle talk; let's discuss serious matters," the man said.
Upon hearing this, Xu Xiaofei immediately prepared to channel his energy into a sword. The so-called serious matter was nothing but—
"Not what you think it is," the man interjected at the right moment. "However, I wouldn't mind having a little fun with you first thing in the morning. After all, you are quite a handsome man, and your size seems decent too, though still a bit immature."
When he mentioned size, he lowered his gaze to glance downwards.
"…"
Where was he immature! Of course, Xu Xiaofei wouldn't voice such a rebuttal either.
Xu Xiaofei asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
"Let's discuss how you suppressed the effects of the Blissful Pill yesterday." The person’s watery, shimmering eyes revealed a rare seriousness. "Be honest with me, and I might let you off the hook."
"What if I don't?"
The person replied softly, "Then let's have some fun right now. I know you can't wait."
He reached out to unfasten Xu Xiaofei's clothing.
Xu Xiaofei slapped his hand away and said, "…Fine, I'll tell you."
After listening to his account, the person pondered for a moment and said, "Do it again for me to see, and I'll try to operate this method as well."
As he spoke, his jade-like hand once again mischievously moved toward Xu Xiaofei's chest.
Xu Xiaofei slapped that hand away again and said, "Don't touch me!"
"Alright," the person said without getting angry, speaking gently. "Since you don't want to do it this way, I'll have to trouble you to take another Blissful Pill."
His originally soft hand suddenly became strong and forceful as he grasped Xu Xiaofei's chin and forcibly stuffed a Crimson Pill into his mouth.
Xu Xiaofei was startled and wanted to spit it out, but nothing came out.
The liquid medicine slid down his throat, burning hot as it surged from his abdomen...
The person smiled as he glanced at Xu Xiaofei, who was struggling in desire, then left him alone and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes in meditation.
Xu Xiaofei quickly sat down as well, focusing inwardly and concentrating his awareness on the Bronze Cauldron in his Dantian.
The tripod was urged, slowly reversing.
In the cycle of spiritual energy flowing like boiling seawater, it gradually faded within his body.
Xu Xiaofei continued to operate his internal skills, and his mastery over spiritual energy seemed to become more effortless.
His spiritual platform also became increasingly clear.
After a long while, he opened his eyes and looked at the person across from him.
That person was still in meditation.
He silently condensed a short sword in his hand. Just as he was about to strike, he hesitated for a moment. The person was his enemy and knew he harbored murderous intent, yet at this moment, they had no defenses against him. He found it hard to strike at someone completely unguarded.
Before he could think further, the person awakened from their meditation.
In their eyes was a hint of regret.
"Have you suppressed it?" They gazed at Xu Xiaofei. "Yes, I see that there is no desire in your eyes. This method is effective, but I cannot do it... only you can suppress your desires."
They sighed softly.
Xu Xiaofei looked at them in confusion.
Wasn't this person a notorious Flower Thief who reveled in carnal pleasures? Did they also wish to suppress their desires?
After a moment of silence, the person said, "Forget it, I'll have someone take you back."
As Xu Xiaofei stepped out of the room, three men with yellowed skin and rough hands and feet were just being driven in.
It seems that guy is going to engage in some shady business again. Surprisingly, they actually let him off the hook this time.
Xu Xiaofei didn't know why, but he turned back for a glance and saw the demon's eyes clearly.
The man was looking at the three farmers who had been driven in, his expression filled with weariness and a hint of disgust. These emotions flashed in his eyes before he took off his outer robe, revealing a delicate and tender figure like a peach blossom.
Xu Xiaofei quickly averted his gaze.
...
"Brother Xu!"
"Xu Xiong!"
As soon as he returned to the prison, Wei Rong and the others immediately surrounded him, their faces full of concern.
It seemed they had been worried all morning, and seeing Xu Xiaofei safe and sound, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness," Rong Han said, "it seems Xu Xiong's health is quite good."
Wei Xuanfeng added, "That demon must have treated Brother Xu well; it seems he really kept his word... He seems to have some pity for Brother Xu."
Xu Xiaofei showed no signs of being downcast; if anything, he appeared even more spirited than when he left.
Xu Xiaofei understood what they meant.
He found it a bit overwhelming under their gazes.
"Actually, I... I just went to practice my skills."
"Yes, yes, yes," the two exchanged glances and hurriedly replied, "It's practice, of course it's for practice."
Xu Xiaofei was the youngest among them and had the least experience in the martial world, so the two older brothers always indulged him a bit more. He was what he was, wasn't he?
"......"
Xu Xiaofei felt a sense of frustration but didn't know how to argue.
You guys agreed so readily, but you don't really believe it at all, do you?
"This is breakfast, hurry up and eat. We saved you some extra," Rong Han said as he handed him the bowl and chopsticks.
Having just been drained, you should quickly replenish your strength.
"......Thank you, Brother Rong." Xu Xiaofei was also hungry and began to eat.
He forcefully ignored the sympathetic and affectionate gazes from the two.
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