Chapter 637 - 377: You Smell of Her Perfume (2)
By now, any trace of Jiang Wanzhao’s earlier embarrassment and vexation had vanished, replaced by a look of pure enjoyment.
After all, once Zou Feng began the detoxification, she no longer had to suppress the poison on her own, which was an immense relief.
What’s more, Zou Feng’s technique, with its perfectly applied pressure, felt just like a massage. It was wonderfully comfortable.
She even found herself thinking, ’If I’d known Zou Feng was this skilled, I would have let him do this sooner.’
However, just as she felt comfortable enough to let out a hum, Jiang Wanzhao sensed that something was wrong.
Zou Feng’s hands were currently forcing the wolf poison down to her lower back, and it was about to reach...
With her keen perception, Jiang Wanzhao instantly realized what was about to happen. Her expression changed drastically as she said, "Wait, what are you doing!?"
Zou Feng was covered in sweat and so tired he could barely breathe. He didn’t want to speak, but fearing a misunderstanding, he still managed to say weakly, "Senior Sister Jiang... Almost there... The poison... is about to be drawn out. Just... hang on a little longer..."
Who knew that upon hearing this, Jiang Wanzhao would be horrified? She trembled and demanded, "You... Be clear. Where... where is the poison going to come out from!?"
Zou Feng was suddenly at a loss for words. He had only been considering the most direct route for expelling the poison.
But now that Jiang Wanzhao had pointed it out, he realized that this particular location was indeed... inappropriate.
First, if he really did draw the wolf poison out from *there*, then Jiang Wanzhao would be utterly and completely mortified, at least in front of him...
It might even become a source of psychological trauma for her, to the point where it wouldn’t be surprising if she decided to kill him.
Second, if it really emerged from there, he would feel squeamish about absorbing the wolf poison afterward. He wouldn’t be able to stomach it, psychologically speaking.
The problem was, he was already past the point of no return.
The next moment, it was as if Jiang Wanzhao was facing some "Great Horror." All the dignity of a Golden Core Realm expert had been thrown into a cesspool. She was as terrified and helpless as an ordinary woman trapped in a desperate plight.
"N-No..."
"It absolutely cannot... come out from there!"
"Forget the detoxification! Just go! Go!" Jiang Wanzhao was becoming hysterical, her words tumbling out in a nonsensical rush.
Her voice was already choked with tears.
Seeing all his hard work about to go down the drain, Zou Feng was naturally unwilling to just give up.
Besides, even if he stopped now, he knew that once Jiang Wanzhao calmed down and thought things through, she would probably just ask him to try again anyway.
After all, when faced with a life-or-death situation, things like shame could be ignored.
Jiang Wanzhao’s current reaction was simply because everything was happening too suddenly. She had lost all composure, her mind in utter chaos.
So Zou Feng, thinking fast under pressure, immediately came up with another solution.
The most useless organ a person has after birth—the navel!
The trapped wolf poison was also quite close to her navel. He could definitely try to push a little harder and slightly alter its course.
"Senior Sister Jiang, don’t worry... I’ll make the poison... come out the front!" Zou Feng quickly reassured her.
Jiang Wanzhao froze, then shook her head frantically. "The front is not okay either... No!"
’Tsk, she misunderstood again!’
"The navel! I’ll draw the poison out... through the navel!"
Jiang Wanzhao, who had been about to unleash her Bursting Qi to send Zou Feng flying, finally stopped her tirade and quickly regained her composure.
’Oh, the navel. That’s fine, then!’
"Fine, that’s acceptable!" As if she’d changed masks, Jiang Wanzhao was back to her normal self.
Zou Feng wanted to complain, ’What’s with getting hung up on these minor details during something as critical as detoxification?’
’It seems this Jiang Wanzhao’s heart for seeking the Dao isn’t resolute enough. She hasn’t learned to let go of enough attachments...’
’What’s a little shame in the pursuit of immortality!’
Complaining internally was one thing, but now Zou Feng used the last of his strength. With a great shout, his hand on Jiang Wanzhao’s navel yanked outward!
A spectral image of a Wolf Demon with blue fur and blood-red eyes was brutally torn out.
The wolf poison had actually coalesced into a demon-like existence within Jiang Wanzhao’s body.
This just went to show how tenacious the poison was.
But because it had just been weakened and tormented by Zou Feng, the wolf poison was temporarily unable to use any Divine Skills or cause more trouble.
So Zou Feng didn’t stand on ceremony. He seized it and began its Refinement in an instant.
It was called Refinement, but in truth, he had only temporarily absorbed the poison. To truly refine and assimilate such a potent wolf poison—even without having to worry about side effects—was impossible to do in a short amount of time.
So Zou Feng planned to refine it slowly later on.
As his Refinement of such a powerful wolf poison deepened, perhaps it would even allow him to comprehend a corresponding Poison Technique...
HUUUUFF—
Beside him, Jiang Wanzhao let out a long, turbid breath.
She felt a palpable sense of relief; she was finally free from the torment of the wolf poison.
With the detoxification successful, Jiang Wanzhao’s injuries immediately began to heal significantly.
Without the wolf poison to hinder her, she would only need a few more days to make a full recovery.
After casually finding another robe in the room and draping it over herself, Jiang Wanzhao finally noticed Zou Feng, who was completely exhausted and collapsed on the floor.
"Are you all right?"
Zou Feng nodded weakly. "It’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine after a little rest..."
To be honest, this poison expulsion had really taken everything out of him.
By comparison, Zou Feng would rather have fought ten Tribulation Cultivators of the Dao Foundation Realm.
Hearing this, Jiang Wanzhao took a bottle of Elixirs from her Storage Pouch and tossed it to Zou Feng. "Here, take some of these to recover."
Zou Feng caught the bottle. Just a faint sniff from the opening was enough for him to realize how extraordinary these Pills were.
But looking at Jiang Wanzhao, casually draped in her robe with a satisfied expression, rewarding him for his exhausting labor... something about it felt off.
"Thank you... for this. If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to ask me!"
Jiang Wanzhao was indeed very satisfied. She had originally sought Zou Feng’s help on a whim, just to see if it would work. After all, he was only in the Dao Foundation Realm.
Although there had been some... complications... during the detoxification, it had been smooth overall, and the most humiliating scenario had been avoided.
As for the necessity of baring herself to Zou Feng and the intimate contact, Jiang Wanzhao had already put it out of her mind.
Compared to the alternative—having to return to the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect to ask her peers for help—this was the best possible outcome.
The more Jiang Wanzhao thought about it, the more satisfied she became. Then, without her even noticing, she suddenly transformed into her more mature, "older sister" form.
This was a pleasant surprise. The wolf poison had previously sealed her ability to "grow up" whenever she was in a good mood.
However, after Jiang Wanzhao’s transformation, the long robe she had draped over herself naturally became a short one.
Areas that had been covered were now impossible to conceal, bursting free like wild horses that had broken their reins.
Jiang Wanzhao was, of course, well aware of this. But after the recent detoxification, she had shed her inhibitions around Zou Feng. She decided to use this as an opportunity to see if he could remain as indifferent to her as he had been before.
However, she had clearly underestimated just how exhausted Zou Feng was.
He had expended too much energy and was utterly exhausted. On top of that, he now had to focus on controlling the wolf poison he had absorbed. As a result, Zou Feng had long since switched over to Wise Mode and truly had no interest in anything else.
"Senior Sister Jiang... if there’s nothing else, please allow me... to take my leave..." Zou Feng said, his voice faint.
Seeing this, Jiang Wanzhao naturally wasn’t going to press him further. With a disappointed wave of her hand, she said, "Go on, then. Get some rest."
After Zou Feng had dragged his weary body out of the room, Jiang Wanzhao couldn’t help but glance down at herself...
From this angle, she couldn’t even see her own feet!
’So, Zou Feng could remain unmoved even by *this*?!’
Meanwhile, Zou Feng staggered back to his room.
Along the way, he had already taken several of the Pills Jiang Wanzhao had given him, but they only provided a slight improvement for the time being.
The moment he walked through the door, he saw Su Qingyu washing her feet in his room.
For the past few days, to make their discussions on poison cultivation more convenient, Su Qingyu had practically moved in with him.
Seeing Zou Feng return in such a wretched state, looking completely drained, Su Qingyu immediately frowned. "What did Jiang Wanzhao do to you!?"
Zou Feng was taken aback. "Uh, how did you know I was with Senior Sister Jiang?"
"You smell like her!"