The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 802 - 444: Good Goods Finally Sold
Ning Xiaoxian finally breathed a sigh of relief, pulling her up to the Fifth Floor for medication and treatment. Jiu Mo, heavily injured, offered no resistance, obediently following her with lowered eyes.
Qiongqi watched their departing figures and suddenly said to Changtian, "The lady hostess kept a distance from you today, my lord."
Changtian couldn’t help but laugh. Indeed, today she nearly stood over there by the stairs, refusing even to meet his eyes. When her gaze occasionally drifted over, it quickly retreated, indicating that these last two days had truly frightened her. This silly girl, when would she understand that she secretly enjoyed these intimate pleasures deep down, otherwise why would she become so unguarded again after just a few days?
To Qiongqi, his smile carried a rare touch of pride and warmth, and his eyes turned into gentle ripples.
Ning Xiaoxian brought Jiu Mo into her small room and closed the door behind her. Other than sneaking peeks at her, Changtian had no habit of spying on others, something she was quite confident about. So, she poured out the elixir and handed it to Jiu Mo, and then took out excellent topical medicine to carefully treat her wounds. Great Demons have astonishing regenerative abilities, and Tu Jin had employed the Secret Technique in recent days to forcibly suppress Jiu Mo’s self-healing capacity, adding much to her suffering. But before Ning Xiaoxian treated her, he had already removed the suppression.
The medicine Ning Xiaoxian was using now was extremely effective. After applying it to Jiu Mo’s shoulder wound, she said softly, "Excuse me." She drew a Tusk, slicing open the fabric on her chest, then gently peeled it away. There was a huge gash beneath Jiu Mo’s chest, as if made by Elder He’s Yan Ling Saber. The wound, left untreated for a long time, had blood sticking the clothes to it, causing sharp pain with a slight tug.
Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t help but take a sharp breath: This Poison Phoenix was truly magnificent; it was only from this close that she realized her initial assessment was inaccurate. Despite being a bit shorter than Ning Xiaoxian, she was at least at a 36E level, shaped like a full moon on the fifteenth, paired with childlike features of almond eyes and a small mouth, immensely alluring to men.
What shocked her was that there were purplish-red bruises on Jiu Mo’s chest. Whoever inflicted them did so with extreme brutality, as the bruises were both deep and heavy, making Ning Xiaoxian wince in empathetic pain.
These past few days, who had been close to Jiu Mo, other than... "Tu Jin?" she asked softly.
Jiu Mo’s face unexpectedly flushed, looking awkwardly elsewhere and changing the topic, "I fought with Elder He in the secret realm, and he wasn’t afraid of my potent venom. Why?"
"He cheated. Changtian lent him a Poison Phoenix Core, a trophy he obtained years ago." Ning Xiaoxian’s face also reddened. Interrogation is a profound art, with specific techniques even for women. Tu Jin employed all kinds of methods on Jiu Mo, not necessarily... not necessarily with those vulgar intentions.
Ahem, dammit, she couldn’t even convince herself. Tu Jin, that guy abusing his power for personal gain.
"No wonder. The potent venom of a Poison Phoenix can only be warded off by the Poison Phoenix Core." Jiu Mo realized suddenly, "Lord Changtian’s methods are endless. That Elder He won unfairly, and sooner or later, I’ll knock him down again!"
Ning Xiaoxian chuckled, "Once he returns the Poison Phoenix Core to Changtian, you can knock him down." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
Jiu Mo snorted lightly, and then suddenly saw Ning Xiaoxian coming to support her hip, warily asking, "What are you doing?"
"Helping you lie down." Ning Xiaoxian felt somewhat puzzled. Everyone here was a woman, what was there to fear? "I need to treat the wound on the back of your thigh."
Jiu Mo bit her lip, her face turning scarlet, "I’ll do it myself!"
"You can’t reach." Without waiting for permission, she gently turned this injured banshee over, letting her lie down and pulling down her lower trousers. Elder He struck with cruelty, and the wound was positioned such that Jiu Mo indeed couldn’t medicate it herself.
That strange scent she noticed earlier returned, becoming much more intense as Jiu Mo’s trousers were pulled down. It wasn’t unpleasant, but carried a faintly sweet, metallic smell. Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t help twitching her nose, suddenly realizing, and soon her face turned as red as if it would drip blood. Not long ago, when Changtian toyed with her repeatedly, she had noticed a similar scent on herself during moments of indulgence.
She lowered her head to treat Jiu Mo’s wound, but her gaze inadvertently caught sight of the pale yellow undergarment, with a patch of dampness. Ning Xiaoxian immediately felt her ears burning and her heart racing: "Could it be that during Tu Jin’s interrogation, Jiu Mo actually, actually had other thoughts?"
