Chapter 127: Breast Milk

Twelve was definitely not a well-behaved girl. The little fox girl, feigning innocence, explained in detail, “Once the Xuanhuo Pill transforms into a phoenix, it can no longer be used for healing wounds. Third Young Master, do you understand now?”

“Dragon Mother, hurry!” Xuan Nu had no intention of arguing with the cheeky girl. Before her words fully faded, she had already begun chanting spells with both hands and rushed toward the sea of flames.

Equally anxious, the Dragon Mother charged forward alongside Xuan Nu. Unfortunately, as soon as they entered the fire, their protective shields began to flicker and dim. Within less than three zhang, they were forced to retreat, their faces heavy with frustration.

Oh no! What should we do now?!

The Xuanhuo Pill was right before their eyes, yet it remained out of reach. Their moods sank further. The Dragon Mother’s confidence began to waver. She never imagined encountering ancient divine fire within a mortal formation.

Zifu’s Holy Maiden lifted her delicate foot and ascended slightly. Her exquisitely carved face radiated a stunning brilliance.

“Ice Girl, no! That would only be a pointless sacrifice!” The Dragon Mother immediately saw through Xuan Nu’s intentions. Her thousands of years of experience allowed her to understand the ancient divine fire’s power even more deeply.

“Ha ha ha… Dragon Mother, would you like my help?”

Her melodious yet insincere laughter made the space even more chaotic. The flames momentarily paused as a white jade fan floated in midair, carrying the Earthly Princess and the mother and daughter from the Bei Gong family.

Before the Dragon Mother could retaliate, the white jade fan swiftly laid out the terms, “Dragon Mother, spare Da Dan San, and this princess shall assist you in obtaining the Jiutian Xuanhuo Pill. Does that sound agreeable?”

To cooperate with such a femme fatale was like seeking a tiger’s skin—dangerous and foolish. Yet the urgency of the situation left the Dragon Mother with no other choice. She decisively replied, “Fine! Swear upon the Earthly Realm that you will not renege!”

From the moment the three women appeared, Qiao San’s eyes had not left Bei Gong Zhen. Yet the icy glare from that long-legged beauty halted his advance. The Queen Mother’s open hatred struck Qiao San’s heart like a blow.

This was truly a disaster. It seemed the secret he least wanted Bei Gong Zhen to discover had already been exposed!

The Earthly Princess stepped forward, waving her white jade fan with force.

“Hu—”

As the saying goes, “Fire feeds on wind,” but the miraculous white jade fan was an exception. A freezing gale surged forth, rapidly extinguishing the flames.

Xuan Nu’s eyes lit up. As the fire receded, she advanced swiftly. Just as the jade fan completed its third swing, the Holy Maiden’s hand was already half a chi away from the Jiutian Xuanhuo Pill.

“Ceng!” Suddenly, the seemingly “extinguished” Xuanhuo Pill erupted with blinding brilliance. In an instant, the ancient divine fire roared back, as if enraged by the challenge from the white jade fan. Its force was even fiercer than before.

This time, even the jade fan had to retreat, distancing itself from the Jiutian Xuanhuo Pill. With a tone of feigned helplessness, it sighed, “The fire is too strong; I can’t suppress it.”

“Dragon Mother, Shu Ling has an idea that might work!” Just as the Dragon Mother and Xuan Nu’s nerves were stretched thin, Shu Ling brought new hope.

At this moment, the possessed Qiao San did not want Shu Ling to keep causing “trouble.” He hastily gave her a meaningful look.

To his dismay, Shu Ling, who usually obeyed him, seemed deaf to his silent plea. Instead, she dragged him into the situation, saying, “Dragon Mother, this Phoenix Flame is one of the ancient supreme yang forces. It cannot be extinguished by ordinary water. However, if we use the ultimate yin water combined with the white jade fan’s extreme cold, we should be able to suppress this ancient fire.”

With no time to wait for discussion, Shu Ling pointed directly at Twelve, “Princess Twelve possesses the rarest yin essence in the Three Realms. Her unique yin milk can neutralize the ancient Phoenix Flame. Just a sprinkle of her milk will do.”

“Ahh!” The single man and six women present all gasped in astonishment. Even Twelve herself was unaware of the miraculous power of her own “milk.”

“Ha ha ha… Alright then, Twelve Girl, why don’t you just squeeze out some milk?” At such a critical moment, the jade fan still had the leisure to tease, gently fanning herself as she joked, “Or perhaps Da Dan Brother can help you squeeze it. That would be quite a spectacle indeed.”

“I…” Under everyone’s expectant gaze, the little fox suddenly blushed, lowering her delicate face until it nearly disappeared into her ample bosom. Her red lips trembled, and for once, the usually bold and playful Twelve was at a loss for words.

Ever the considerate one, Shu Ling smoothly continued, “Princess Twelve can only release her ultimate yin milk when she reaches the peak of ecstasy. Thus, only the Third Young Master can assist. Moreover, to accelerate the process, other women must also help stimulate her!”

In an instant, the atmosphere shifted. The jade fan laughed even harder, realizing the situation was far more exciting than she had imagined.

“Swish!” Upon hearing such “good news,” Qiao San’s eyes immediately turned toward Twelve’s peerless bosom. Then he glanced at the mother and daughter from the Bei Gong family, who wore expressions of fear. The “other women” Shu Ling mentioned were clearly them!

Could this really happen?! Would such a scandalous event actually unfold?!

It was unbelievable—not even a pure fairy could bear it. Even Qiao San, a notorious lecher, felt a mix of emotions, doubting his own ears.

On one hand, he was reluctant to assist the Dragon Mother, despite her having helped him through his fourth deadly tribulation. Yet, a man still held grudges. On the other hand, the thought of indulging in the beauty of the mother and daughter, right in front of several even more enchanting fairies and seductive妖女, sent his desires soaring.

Such a unique thrill was irresistible. Taboo always held the greatest power.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts raced through his mind. Shu Ling, seemingly deaf to Bei Gong Zhen and the Queen Mother’s sharp protests, urged, “Dragon Mother, there’s no time left. Either we begin immediately, or we must retreat now. Otherwise, we will all be reduced to ashes by the ancient divine fire.”

With the stakes clear, even a deity would not hesitate. The Dragon Mother nodded. The protests of the two mortal beauties were instantly ignored. The Earthly Princess was especially eager. With a flick of her power, a few flames darted forward—not burning the Bei Gong mother and daughter, but reducing their clothes to ashes instead.