Chapter 444: Chapter 443 The Days Brother Fei Was Tortured
Yang Fei felt his body growing hot.
His heart was also fiercely ablaze.
His mind began to be filled with thoughts of Tong Yunshu.
Uh.
In his life, he had only been with one woman, so now his head was full of Tong Yunshu, as well as mories of their ti together.
Damn it, I’ve been poisoned!
That damn Demoness, she’s truly vicious.
She resorted to such despicable tricks to keep
from being able to calm down.
Yang Fei silently cursed Immortal Yan fifty tis in his heart, and couldn’t help but picture her enchanting face and proud figure, imrsing himself in the persona.
a culpa, a culpa.
In the next room, Immortal Yan was sipping tea and couldn’t help but want to laugh.
That was a close call.
This kid got away from Duanmu Wugou, and I heard Duanmu Wugou even suffered a spiritual backlash, which shows he must have cultivated a strong Divine Soul Power too.
Too dangerous.
He must have suffered severe damage to his Divine Soul when I captured him, or else he wouldn’t have been caught so easily.
But now, huh, he thinks he can delay and restore his Divine Soul Power to contend with , wishful thinking!
Watch
tornt you to death.
After three hours passed and night fell, Yang Fei’s room was pitch dark. He lay on the bed unable to move, his whole body burning with heat, soaked through his bedding with sweat, his face flushed and ears hot, agitated and unable to calm his mind.
The sandalwood infused with special toxins had long since burned out, but its power was too great and the lasting effects were significant. In addition, with Yang Fei’s own robust vigor, his heart was still ablaze even after three hours.
That Demoness’s move was vicious!
Yang Fei thought bitterly, even though he had just punished her countless tis in his imagination, that was re fantasy. As he began to calm down a bit, he thought that if he ever got the chance, he’d make her regret treating him this way today.
Gradually, the effects of the drug began to dissipate. Yang Fei, relying on his strong willpower, cooled his own faculties and strove to enter a state of ditation.
Ti was of the essence, and he tried to ditate whenever possible to restore his Primordial Spirit and to escape the Demoness’s clutches.
Just as he was about to ditate, the door was pushed open again.
The noise disrupted Yang Fei, and sensing the light footsteps, he couldn’t help but angrily say, "You’re really despicable."
Immortal Yan giggled, her voice sweet and enticing, "Oh dear, you wrong . I was rely worried that the young master would be too lonely by himself, so I wanted to add a little bit of fun for the young master. With all my good intentions, yet the young master misunderstands ."
Yang Fei angrily replied, "You call this good intentions? I was damn near tortured to death! If you’re really so kind-hearted, why not be more generous and join ? Despite my lack of True Yuan, if you just undo my acupoint, I still have the vigor of a dragon and tiger, I guarantee you the most wonderful experience in the world."
Despite being daring and unconventional in her actions, Immortal Yan was a proper virgin and hearing such indecent words made her annoyedly blush, while her face reddened attractively.
But she quickly regained her composure.
She had heard worse things than this, and compared to so of the dissolute young n, Yang Fei’s words weren’t that powerful.
With a devilish smile, she lit another thirty minutes of incense, then circled around the screen to co to the front of Yang Fei’s bed, looking at him with alluring charm.
Yang Fei had just begun to ditate, and his Dao Heart instantly crumbled.
The Demoness was too enchanting.
Perhaps it was the deep imrsion into the earlier role from the poison, or maybe the remaining potency of the toxin, but Yang Fei felt himself stirring again.
Immortal Yan’s face flushed instantaneously, and she inwardly cursed, thinking that n really are no good; even in this state, he could still harbor such wild thoughts.
She reached into her bosom and pulled out a porcelain bottle, pouring out a brownish-yellow elixir and stuffing it directly into Yang Fei’s mouth.
Yang Fei was about to spit it out when she pinched his jaw with her delicate hand, and the elixir dissolved as soon as it hit his throat.
"What did you give ?" Yang Fei glared angrily.
Ever since he began his career, he had never suffered such humiliation; this ti, he really had t his match.
The dical Saint himself had been poisoned and reduced to such a state, truly a pitiful sight.
"Poison." Immortal Yan said with a smile.
Yang Fei’s eyebrows darkened.
He was asking a question to which he already knew the answer.
Could the demoness possibly give him a spiritual elixir instead?
But he couldn’t help asking, "What poison?"
"I have sealed your Martial ridians, and by now, they should almost be unsealed, although the Bone Erosion Powder has already decomposed the True Qi in your body. Since you are a Taoist Inheritor, you might still have so clever thod of recovery, so to be on the safe side, it’s best to continue eroding your Martial ridians with poison and keep your channels sealed," Immortal Yan said frankly.
Yang Fei felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
Before he could speak, Immortal Yan continued, "By the way, I think it’s better for you to think things through sooner rather than later. After all, every dicine has its toxic side, and if I use this poison on you too much, it can cause permanent damage to your Martial ridian Acupoints. Don’t say I didn’t warn you when the ti cos."
Yang Fei erupted in anger, "You’re despicable!"
Immortal Yan remained unconcerned, with a look of helplessness on her face, "What can I do? After all, you are a Taoist Inheritor. You’re two years younger than , raised in the outside world, yet your strength surpasses mine. Your orthodox Taoist cultivation techniques are truly remarkable; I want to see them for myself."
"With your current modus operandi, if I were to tell you these secrets, I would only die faster," Yang Fei said with a cold laugh.
Immortal Yan responded with a smile upon hearing this, "It seems you still don’t trust . Well then, we’ll just have to drag this out."
After saying this, she really stopped asking and turned to walk away.
Once Immortal Yan had left, Yang Fei attempted to run his cultivation technique, but it elicited no response.
This state was like that of an ordinary person, without any Martial ridian Acupoints activated in the body, unable to form a Circulation.
He could only rely on restoring his Primordial Spirit.
He quickly cald his mind, but soon opened his eyes and cursed, "Demoness, may you not die a good death!"
So hot!
She was pulling that trick again.
Yang Fei felt he was being toyed with by Immortal Yan to the point of losing all his dignity as a man.
The poison was too evil; it wasn’t particularly fierce, but it was sothing he couldn’t resist at the mont.
The key issue was the duration; the tornt of staying rigid for a prolonged period without release was sothing those in the know would understand.
As a normal man, subjected to this kind of poisoning, how could Yang Fei possibly settle down for ditation?
Too ruthless!
The effect of the drug lasted even longer this ti.
Shortly before dawn, the effect of the drug finally wore off.
Yang Fei took advantage of this break to enter a state of ditation, nourishing his Primordial Spirit for a while.
About an hour later, as daylight broke, Immortal Yan appeared again.
She ca straight to the bed and, seeing Yang Fei with even breathing, no longer fevered, and not appearing to be affected by the poison, she was taken aback and exclaid, "Turns out I underestimated your constitution and willpower, I used too little of the drug."
Yang Fei’s heart trembled, and his gaze towards Immortal Yan now held a trace of fear.
Whether it was severe poisoning or physical torture, Yang Fei considered himself a tough guy, one who would never even frown.
But this demoness was too cruel, using that kind of poison.
Who the hell had leaked the information, betraying Brother Fei’s only weakness to that demoness?
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