After a brief discussion about the opening of the Star Realm with Xuankong Zi and others, Xiao Yan and his group left the hall. Upon exiting, Xiao Yan did not linger much and turned to head down the corridor. However, as he stepped forward, a graceful figure brought a sweet aroma, appearing before him. Xiao Yan was momentarily stunned, and then he chuckled, “What’s the matter? Miss Cao Ying, do you need something?”
“Nothing, just thought I’d walk with you,” Cao Ying smiled, her delicate face revealing a seductive charm. This woman was like a fox who could cause chaos in a nation, and her smiles could make men go crazy.
Xiao Yan was taken aback by her initiative. When had this femme fatale ever been so kind to him? Usually, she would be eagerly waiting for him to clash with others, so she could watch the show.
As Xiao Yan wondered, Song Qing beside him, whose expression changed slightly, felt uneasy. He quickly interjected, “Yinger, Xiao Yan always has a lot on his plate. The Star Realm will open in two days, and if Mugu Laoren attacks us again, we should start training now to be prepared.”
“Song, you have a point,” Xiao Yan nodded hastily. He was wary of Cao Ying, and didn’t want to be played around. If Song Qing wanted to take up the task, he was more than happy to pass it to him.
But before Xiao Yan could finish, Cao Ying’s alluring smile waned, and she said coolly, “No need, I don’t want to be thrown away as cannon fodder again.” Hearing this, Song Qing froze, his face turning extremely awkward.
“Let’s go…” Cao Ying’s beautiful eyes turned to Xiao Yan, giving him a fierce glare. It seemed that if Xiao Yan made another excuse, this vixen might explode.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly and gave Song Qing a pitying look. Although he disapproved of Song Qing’s act of abandoning his companions in dangerous situations, the treatment he received was also rather pitiful.
Sighing inwardly, Xiao Yan turned and headed towards the stairs leading to the Pill Tower. Cao Ying laughed softly and followed him, her soft laughter causing people’s bones to melt.
Song Qing watched the two leave, his expression fluctuating between dark and light. After a moment, he clenched his teeth and stalked off with a grim face.
Xiao Yan and Cao Ying descended the steps, with the latter constantly chattering about trivial matters in a soft, melodic voice. Occasionally, she would cover her mouth and giggle, making the young alchemists around them pause and look at Xiao Yan with envy.
Feeling like he was walking on eggshells, Xiao Yan wondered why this unpredictable vixen was suddenly so gentle. Could it be because he had saved her life in the Pill World?
The short distance felt like a long march to Xiao Yan. As they finally reached his lodging, he sighed in relief.
Standing in the corridor, just as Xiao Yan was about to bid farewell, the door creaked open, and a white figure emerged, taking small, graceful steps. Seeing Xiao Yan and Cao Ying together, her ethereal eyes showed a flicker of surprise. “Little Healer Immortal,” Xiao Yan exclaimed happily and quickened his steps.
Cao Ying’s gaze, fixed on the Little Healer Immortal, and her arched eyebrows raised delicately.
While the Little Healer Immortal wasn’t as sultry as Cao Ying, her gentle warmth was endearing. Particularly after her demonic poison was fully controlled, the slight coldness that once lingered in her eyes had faded, returning her to the angelic, gentle demeanor Xiao Yan first saw in Qingshan Town.
If Cao Ying was a seductress, then the Little Healer Immortal was a celestial maiden fallen to earth. Both women had contrasting yet equally captivating auras.
Seeing Xiao Yan approach, the Little Healer Immortal’s eyes blinked, and, understanding his predicament, a warm smile appeared on her lips. “Hello… Cao Ying, what shall I call you?”
Cao Ying, wearing an enchanting smile, extended her hand to the Little Healer Immortal and introduced herself.
“Little Healer Immortal,” the latter responded, gently shaking hands with Cao Ying. “I won’t mind if you came back with Xiao Yan.”
Cao Ying, smiling, withdrew her hand and glanced at Xiao Yan. “Just chatting with friends, nothing to worry about, right?”
Hearing this, the Little Healer Immortal’s eyes lit up with amusement. “Chatting with friends is common, no need to mind.”
Xiao Yan rolled his eyes; these two women seemed amiable on the surface, but their words were less than peaceful.
“Someone is waiting inside, so let’s not keep them,” the Little Healer Immortal said, hinting at sending Cao Ying off.
Cao Ying nodded with a smile. “Certainly.”
Smiling, the Little Healer Immortal took Xiao Yan’s arm and guided him into the room, closing the door behind them.
Cao Ying’s smile slowly faded as she watched the door close. A moment later, she huffed and clenched her hand, her face showing a seductive curve. “Xiao Yan, you can’t escape my palm!”
Inside the room, before Xiao Yan could say anything, the Little Healer Immortal swiftly withdrew her hand and turned, revealing a faint blush on her ear. Xiao Yan couldn’t help but chuckle.
“How can you laugh after such flirtation?” the Little Healer Immortal blushed and chided.
“Do you even care about such things?” Xiao Yan teased. “Xun’er said to watch over you,” the Little Healer Immortal blushed further, finding an excuse.
Ignoring her flimsy excuse, Xiao Yan’s smile broadened.
“Hehe, Xiao Yan, daring to tease Little Healer Immortal Sister, I’ll tell Caulin Jiějie. When she left, she also told me to chop you up if I catch you with other women,” a cheerful voice rang out, startling Xiao Yan. He turned to see Zi Yan, in purple, swinging her legs by the window.
“Chop me up?” Xiao Yan was speechless. That was exactly something Nalan Jie would do.
“You’re becoming more elusive too,” Xiao Yan shook his head, sitting down. “By the way, where’s Xiong Zhan?”
“He’s stationed outside the Pill Tower. He can’t enter here,” Zi Yan said, walking up and grabbing Xiao Yan’s tea cup, gulping it down. “I’m here to assist you.”
Xiao Yan and the Little Healer Immortal couldn’t help but laugh. This girl was adorable.
“What’s your attitude?” Zi Yan pouted. “Without my help, I guarantee you won’t conquer the Three Thousand Burning Flame.”
Xiao Yan’s teacup paused, and he turned to Zi Yan, serious. “What do you mean?”
“Hmph, do you think the Three Thousand Burning Flame is easy to tame? Even the Pill Tower’s three leaders can’t handle it. Do you think brute force will work?”
“Then what do you suggest?” Xiao Yan asked seriously. He knew the Three Thousand Burning Flame was far more powerful than the Fallen Heart Flame.
Zi Yan’s face lit up. “I’ll tell you, but you have to promise to refine a herb from Xiong Zhan for me every day.”
Xiao Yan rolled his eyes. “Fine, whatever you say.”
Zi Yan grinned, satisfied, and summoned a tiny, coiled purple dragon. “Little Healer Immortal said you’ve entered the Star Realm. Is this the Three Thousand Burning Flame you saw?”
Xiao Yan nodded. This miniature was a perfect replica. But how did Zi Yan know this? Pondering this, his face changed.
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