436: Chapter 446 isn't it about legs? Why do you keep...?

On the deck of the starship, the atmosphere became somewhat eerie.

"Fellow Daoist Su... How is the condition investigation coming along?"

Zhu Nanrong's voice unusually carried a hint of a slight tremor.

Although she had lived for millions of years, she had always been free from worldly desires; when had she ever had such intimate physical contact with the opposite sex?

"Shh, don't speak, hold your breath and concentrate. The blockage in the extremely cold Meridians is extremely hidden; we must grope inch by inch and carefully investigate."

Su Feng's expression was solemn, resembling an old divine doctor performing a delicate surgery.

On Zhu Nanrong's traditionally icy and peerlessly beautiful face, two drops of alluring red clouds rapidly spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Su... Fellow Daoist Su..."

Zhu Nanrong's long eyelashes trembled restlessly.

In her subconscious, she kept frantically giving herself psychological hints:

[It's fine, Nanrong, don't overthink it.]

[Fellow Daoist Su is an upright person who can even crush the illusion of 'lust'!]

[When he looks at you, it's no different from looking at a pink skeleton.]

[His thoroughness right now is entirely out of a healer's benevolent heart, absolutely not for any other purpose!]

[If you feel shy, it's because your own thoughts are too filthy; how can you desecrate a righteous gentleman of such high integrity like Fellow Daoist Su?!]

Blessed with this layer of powerful "psychological filter", Zhu Nanrong tried hard to restrain herself, fearing she would disturb Su Feng's diagnosis.

Seeing the Empress like this, Su Feng let out a sigh of relief.

However, Su Feng was not purely taking advantage of her.

Following the exploration of his Divine Sense, he truly detected the hidden crisis within Zhu Nanrong's body.

Because of the atavism of Zhu Nanrong's Winter Bloodline, her strength far exceeded those of the same tier, but this also brought her immense side effects.

The Cultivation Technique of the Winter clan was inherently domineering, and her long-term uninhibited use of extreme cold rules led to the accumulation of a large amount of cold poison and hidden injuries within her body.

When she was in the Saint Realm, she could still use some fire-type holy objects or holy medicines to neutralize and assist.

But after stepping into the Great Emperor Realm, those low-level fire-type treasures were completely useless to her.

As for the extreme Yang divine objects capable of resolving the cold poison of the Great Emperor Realm, every single one of them was a rare, peerless treasure.

Therefore, over these years, she could only endure it hard.

This was also the real reason why she had long been unable to achieve a Breakthrough.

"Hoo..."

Su Feng let out a long breath.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, I have figured out the situation."

Su Feng's tone became relaxed: "However, you are very lucky; I happen to be able to cure this illness of yours."

"Really?!"

Hearing this, Zhu Nanrong's beautiful eyes instantly burst forth with a brilliant luster.

Although this cold poison did not affect Cultivate, if it could be completely eradicated, her Breakthrough to the Late Stage Great Emperor was just around the corner!

"I, Su someone, never speak falsely."

Su Feng smiled slightly and did not explain any further.

The next second, with a thought in his mind, his Pure Yang Sacred Body roared into operation!

"Boom!"

A pure golden divine light, as scorching as the scorching sun of the Nine Heavens, extremely rigid and extremely yang, yet filled with vibrant vitality, soared into the sky from Su Feng's body!

The moment this divine light appeared, the wind and snow within ten thousand miles around the starship instantly evaporated!

Zhu Nanrong suddenly stood up from her seat, staring at Su Feng wrapped in the golden divine light, and blurted out:

"Pure... Pure Yang Sacred Body!!!"

"What's wrong?"

Su Feng was just preparing to raise his hand to help her transmit the Pure Yang Qi, but upon hearing this exclamation, his movements paused slightly, and he looked at Zhu Nanrong with some confusion.

Although the Pure Yang Sacred Body was one of the top ten ancient sacred bodies, it was extremely rare.

But for a titan of the Middle Stage Great Emperor Realm, it shouldn't be shocking enough to look like this, right?

"N... Nothing..."

Zhu Nanrong hurriedly waved her hand, quickly turning her head away, not daring to look at Su Feng's handsome face.

But if one looked closely, they would find that this aloof Winter Empress not only had her ears thoroughly red, but even her breathing had become incomparably hurried, and her chest was rising and falling violently.

In her mind, like a lantern carousel, the words she had spoken to Su Hao inside the temple frantically flashed by:

"Women of our Winter Bloodline atavism, unless combined with someone possessing the same Bloodline, otherwise, the only way to break the extreme cold backlash is to find a man possessing one of the top ten ancient sacred bodies... the Pure Yang Sacred Body..."

The fire of Pure Yang could suppress the ice of extreme cold, only then could Yin and Yang harmonize.

Zhu Nanrong felt her head buzzing.

She never expected that the Pure Yang Sacred Body she had waited millions of years without encountering... was actually right before her eyes!

Moreover, this man possessing the Pure Yang Sacred Body had just thoroughly patted her thighs up and down, inside and out... everywhere!

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, please sit down, and I shall dredge the blocked cold poison in your legs for you." Su Feng made a gesture inviting Zhu Nanrong to sit.

"Then... sorry to trouble Fellow Daoist Su." Zhu Nanrong sat down again, and that pair of flawless, icy-white legs appeared before Su Feng once more.

Su Feng gently removed the cloud-treading shoes from Zhu Nanrong's feet.

Her plain feet stretched out, toe bones delicate, radiating a shimmering moonlight soft glow...

"This... is not a rare object; this is a hundred percent peerless boutique!" Su Feng was shocked in his heart.

He was not someone who had never seen the world, but even Su Feng had to admit that Zhu Nanrong led everyone by a cliff-like margin in the accomplishment of legs.

So "legs for a year" wasn't just a meme...

Su Feng sighed with emotion.

One hour later...

Su Feng's posture of supporting the heels had not changed all along.

One must know that treatment emphasizes techniques such as pushing, pressing, propping, pinching, and so on.

Su Feng began to put what he had learned into practice one by one...

What he was alleviating was not the quagmire starting from beneath the feet, but the ignorant heart of a youth from the past...

(Dear readers, I have finished revising this chapter... Puppy sighing expression)

Zhu Nanrong couldn't help asking.

"Um... Fellow Daoist Su, isn't it a blockage in the legs?"

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"Why do you keep..."