108: Chapter 108 The Ultimate Antidote to Poison Backlash

West Wing Room, in the cramped maid's room, the storm had ceased, but a thick, suffocating aura still permeated the air.

It was a scent mixed with male hormones, a faint metallic tang of blood, and a strange medicinal fragrance.

Wang Dachui let out a long breath; the evil fire in his body caused by the poison's side effects had finally been completely vented.

He turned over and lay on his side, staring at the ceiling, feeling every pore on his body relax, unprecedentedly refreshed.

"This poison... really packs a punch."

"However, the side effects are quite potent too."

He turned his head to look at Nightingale, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, tightly wrapped in a torn sheet.

At this moment, where was the prestige of this ace assassin of the Abyss Sect, an S-rank powerhouse?

Her long hair was disheveled, her body covered in blue and purple marks, and those eyes that were originally cold as ice and filled with Killing Intent were now hollow and lifeless, staring fixedly at the glaring crimson stain on the bedsheet.

She was trembling.

Not because of fear, but because of a sense of bewilderment after her worldview had collapsed.

She, Nightingale, a killing machine carefully cultivated by the Abyss Sect for twenty years, had actually been defiled in a single encounter, and under such humiliating circumstances!

"I will kill you... I must kill you..."

Nightingale's voice was hoarse and broken; she attempted to mobilize the poison arts within her, wanting to drag this demon down to Hell with her, even if it meant mutual destruction.

However, when she actually circulated the Cultivation Technique known as the 《Myriad Poison True Scripture》, her expression suddenly froze.

"This... what is going on?!"

In the past, every time she circulated her Cultivation Technique, it was inevitably accompanied by excruciating pain in her Meridians, like being cut by knives—that was the price of the poison's backlash, the interest that had to be paid to obtain powerful strength.

But now, that excruciating pain that had tormented her for over a decade... had vanished?

In its place was an unprecedented, warm current, gentle as jade, residing within her Dantian and Qi Sea!

That warm current was domineering and pure, like a small sun, not only suppressing all the restless poison gas in her body but even continuously nourishing and repairing her Meridians, which had long been riddled with holes!

"This is... his Qi and blood?!"

Nightingale suddenly raised her head, looking at the man lying comfortably beside her.

She remembered.

During that extremely frantic, one could even say savage, process of union, although she was in pain, with every thrust, it felt as if a vast amount of Yang Qi was being forcibly injected into her body.

That Yang Qi seemed as if it were born specifically to restrain her cold, poisonous Physique!

It not only neutralized the toxicity of the [Myriad Poison Heart-Eating Powder], but also, unintentionally, helped her complete a legendary "Marrow Cleansing and Bone Forging"!

"My Bottleneck... has loosened?"

Nightingale clenched her fist in disbelief.

The S-rank Early Stage Bottleneck that had trapped her for three full years was, under the scouring of that Yang Qi, as thin as paper; it seemed that as long as she wished, she could Breakthrough to the S-rank Middle Stage at any moment!

This was simply... ironic!

The person she had racked her brains to kill had actually become the catalyst for her Breakthrough?

Her chastity, which she regarded as a treasure, had in exchange cured the poison pain that had plagued her entire life?

"Can you feel it?"

Wang Dachui's lazy voice suddenly sounded.

He propped up his head, looking at the unpredictable expression on Nightingale, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

"Do you feel warm in your belly? And your Meridians don't hurt anymore?"

"You..." Nightingale bit her lip, her gaze complex to the extreme, containing both hatred and a trace of... craving that she herself was unwilling to admit.

That feeling of being painless and light was, for someone who had lived in purgatory for years, far too tempting.

"Don't look at me with that gaze."

Wang Dachui reached out, ignoring her evasion, and forcibly pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him:

"Last night, you were the one who poisoned me first; this is called self-defense, and I'm just collecting some interest along the way."

"However, I am not an unreasonable person. Since I've slept with you, I will take responsibility."

"Responsibility?!" Nightingale let out a sharp, miserable laugh, tears glistening in her eyes, "You ruined me! I am an assassin sent to kill you; my mission failed and I lost my body, how do you expect me to..."

Halfway through, she suddenly stopped.

Because she realized that the so-called "backlash upon losing one's body" had not occurred; on the contrary... she had become stronger.

Wang Dachui let go, sat up from the bed, generously displaying his powerful Physique, and began to put on his clothes:

"If an ordinary man touched you, he would be poisoned to death by your poison gas, and you would suffer a backlash from losing your body."

"But who is your daddy?"

"I am the Perfect Primarch! I am a Pure Yang Physique!"

"For your poisonous Physique, I am the only... antidote in this world!"

Wang Dachui put on his pants, turned around, and looked down at Nightingale, his tone becoming domineering and cold:

"Ye Xiaocao, the situation is very clear now."

"First, you cannot kill me. Last night you exhausted all your methods, but apart from making me take a dump and vent my fire, it had no effect."

"Second, your poison arts have changed; you should know this better than I do."

"Third, and the most important point..."

Wang Dachui pointed at her Dantian:

"That Yang Qi is a seed I left for you. It can suppress your poison pain and let you experience the joy of being a normal person. But it also has a time limit."

"If you leave me, without my continuous supply of Yang Qi, in less than a day, that warm current will be exhausted. By then, that excruciating pain of ten thousand ants biting your bones will return."

"It is hard to go from luxury to frugality. You have already experienced the ease of being a normal person; do you really want to return to those days of living a life worse than death?"

"So..."

Wang Dachui leaned down, whispering into her ear like a demon:

"You have no choice."

"Either die outside, or... stay, be my woman, be my... fifth wife."

"As long as you are obedient, this kind of 'treatment' from last night will be available in abundance."

"You—! Shameless!"

Nightingale was trembling with rage and grabbed a pillow to throw at Wang Dachui.

But in her heart, a deep sense of powerlessness rose.

Because she knew Wang Dachui was right.

That wonderful feeling of the poison pain vanishing was as addictive as a drug.

Once she had experienced this ease, she simply couldn't imagine returning to those days of having ten thousand ants biting her bones.

"I... I hate you!"

She gritted her teeth, but her tone no longer had the initial resolve to kill, instead having a hint of resignation after despair.

"Hating me is just right."

Wang Dachui caught the pillow and laughed heartily:

"Love and hate are often only a thin line apart."

"First, nourish your body, and whenever you think you can kill me again, you are welcome to come and be slept with... oh no, I mean, to assassinate me."

After speaking, Wang Dachui pushed open the broken door feeling refreshed and walked out with long strides.

Leaving Nightingale alone, sitting blankly on the messy bed.

...

Main house, dining room.

Nalan Ruo and Ji Taimei had already woken up and were sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

Seeing Wang Dachui humming a tune and walking in with a radiant face, Ji Taimei put down the coffee in her hand and asked with concern:

"Husband, are you alright? Listening to the commotion last night, it sounded like you had pulled your intestines out."

"Yes, Dachui." Nalan Ruo also looked worried, "I wanted to go see you last night, but you wouldn't let me in. What exactly did you eat that was bad? Do you want to have a doctor check it out?"

"Ahem, I'm fine, really fine!"

Wang Dachui sat down, grabbed two meat buns, stuffed them into his mouth, and said unclearly:

"It was just that the cold cucumber salad was a bit raw, and my stomach had a reaction. Once I finished, I was fine; now I feel completely relaxed, I could even eat two cows!"

"That's good." Ji Taimei breathed a sigh of relief, not thinking much of it, and continued, "By the way, I went for a walk in the backyard earlier, why does the door to the West Wing Room look like it's broken?"

"Oh, that..."

Wang Dachui bluffed without changing his expression:

"I don't know what kind of madness that pig, Wangcai, had last night; it was running around in the middle of the night and crashed into the door of the West Wing Room. Just get Li Tiezhu, who repairs the house, to fix it later."

"That pig is too manic." Nalan Ruo muttered, then asked again, "What about Xiao Cao? She is usually sweeping the yard at this hour, why haven't I seen her today?"

"That..."

Wang Dachui swallowed the bun and said to the two unsuspecting wives with a straight face:

"That girl was so scared by the pig last night that when she came out to look, she accidentally fell, seemed to sprain her ankle, and caught a cold and fever."

"Ruo Ruo, you should have someone send her some medicine and food later, and by the way, give her a few days off so she can rest well in her room and doesn't need to work."

"Also, the child is at the age where she is growing; from now on, her meal standards should follow our family's standards. Every meal must have dragon tooth rice and exotic beast meat to nourish her."

Nalan Ruo frowned slightly upon hearing this, feeling a bit distressed: "This child has a hard life, with such a weak Physique. Alright, I will arrange for someone to send food over later and let her rest peacefully."

Ji Taimei also nodded: "She is indeed too thin. Since she has joined our family, we cannot treat her poorly."

Watching his two wives looking so concerned and completely unsuspicious, Wang Dachui let out a long breath in his heart.

Fortunately, he had gotten away with it.

If they knew what had happened last night, they would probably have the Hanyuan Blade at his throat.

"Alright, alright, let's eat!"

Wang Dachui quickly changed the subject and buried his head in eating.

Just then, a crisp System notification sound suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations to the host! Through the dual means of 'physical conquest' and 'interest binding', you have initially subdued the S-rank poison-type assassin—Nightingale!]

[Current status: Body and mind traumatized, emotions complex (60% hatred, 30% dependence, 10% fear).]

[Evaluation: Although the methods were a bit rough, the effect is outstanding. She can no longer leave you now.]

[Reward settlement:]

[1. Obtained special Physique bonus: Hundred Poisons Immunity (Advanced Version). Any poison below S-rank is a tonic for you.]

[2. Unlocked new achievement: Assassin Nemesis.]

[3. Detected that the S-rank Yuan Yin remaining in the other party's body has been absorbed by the host, Ancient Sacred Body progress +5%! Current progress: 20%!]

[Warning: A large amount of Origin poison remains in the subject's body, and the reproductive System is in a self-sealing protective state; current conception probability is 0%!]

[Solution: The host needs to conduct a deep treatment course lasting several months, using Pure Yang Qi to completely neutralize the poison, and after transforming the subject's body into a 'Hundred Poisons Immune Physique', the reproductive function can be unlocked!]

Wang Dachui didn't feel disappointed upon hearing the last point; instead, his eyes lit up.

"The poison isn't cleared, so she can't conceive?"

"And it requires a deep treatment course lasting several months?"

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the West Wing Room, feeling a burst of secret joy in his heart.

Doesn't this mean that for the next few months, he has a legitimate reason (for medical treatment) to "work overtime" in the West Wing Room?

"Hehe, this System understands me!"

Wang Dachui was in a great mood and turned to shout at the kitchen:

"Zhang Dapao! Add dishes for lunch! I want to eat something nourishing! Stew a black-bone chicken separately for the West Wing Room, and add plenty of goji berries! Give Xiao Cao a good boost!"

"Got it!"

Zhang Dapao's booming voice came from the kitchen.

Although the two wives felt that Wang Dachui was a bit too concerned about a maid, they didn't think much of it, assuming he was kind-hearted.

And in the West Wing Room.

Nightingale listened to the noise outside, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and looked at the sunlight streaming through the window, her eyes filled with confusion.

She didn't know what her future would hold.