21: Chapter 21 Hehehe, Sect Master, forgive me!

Hanpo Peak, inner hall secret chamber.

The cold air in the atmosphere had almost condensed into ice crystals; every breath felt like inhaling countless tiny ice needles, stinging the lungs painfully.

Leng Hanshuang lay quietly on the massive cold jade bed.

A thin layer of frost already covered her eyelashes and the tips of her hair, adding a touch of tragic, shattered beauty to her already exquisite face.

Her aura was so weak it was almost imperceptible, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

"Revered Master!"

As soon as Liu Yuqin entered, she threw herself by the bedside, clutching Leng Hanshuang's cold, stiff hand and weeping uncontrollably.

That acting performance—the Oscars would have to give her a little gold man.

Lin Rou stood at the doorway, looking at Leng Hanshuang on the bed with a deep frown.

She could feel the vitality within Leng Hanshuang's body fading rapidly; the situation was indeed more serious than she had imagined.

"How did it come to this?" Lin Rou was filled with doubt. "Even if the cold poison flared up, it shouldn't have deteriorated this quickly..."

She subconsciously glanced at Liu Yuqin beside her, feeling that something was fishy about this matter.

But right now, saving the person was the priority, and she couldn't afford to overthink.

"Su Yun, hurry!" Lin Rou urged. "Quickly take a look, is there still any hope for her!"

Su Yun nodded and slowly walked to the bedside.

He pretentiously extended two fingers, placing them on Leng Hanshuang's icy wrist, and a wisp of Nine Yang True Qi silently probed inside.

As soon as it entered, Su Yun was amused.

Good heavens!

This wasn't cold poison attacking the heart at all; it was clearly a potent drug, and a heavily spiked one at that!

But why did this drug look so much like the 'obedience potion' from his System?

Could it be...

Su Yun cast a meaningful glance at the anxious-looking Liu Yuqin.

However, the spiritual power inside Leng Hanshuang's body was a mess; the Yin-cold energy and a mysterious, parched heat were clashing, rampaging through her Meridians.

It was fortunate she was at the Great Perfection of Spirit Transformation with a deep Foundation; any ordinary Cultivator would have exploded and died long ago.

This girl Liu Yuqin really played a heavy hand!

"How is it?" Liu Yuqin looked up, her eyes full of "expectation" as she watched Su Yun.

Su Yun withdrew his fingers and gave a long sigh, his face showing a heavy expression as if it were "extremely difficult."

"The situation is very bad."

He shook his head and spoke in a grave tone.

"The cold poison in the Sect Master's body has become entangled with an unknown fire poison, forming a state of Yin and Yang counter-clash."

"Right now, she's like a powder keg that could explode at any second. One wrong move, and her Divine Soul will be destroyed!"

"fire poison?" Lin Rou and Liu Yuqin were both stunned.

"Correct."

Su Yun was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"This fire poison is extremely well-hidden. It must have been lurking in the Sect Master's body for a long time, taking the opportunity of the cold poison's flare-up to strike all at once. With two types of rare poisons clashing, it's no longer as simple as just purging the poison."

"Then... then what should be done?"

Liu Yuqin panicked—this time she was genuinely a bit flustered, not expecting the drug she used to cause such a violent reaction.

"The only way,"

Su Yun took a deep breath, as if making a difficult decision.

"Is to use myself as a cauldron to draw those two rampaging poisonous energies from the Sect Master's body into mine, and then use my Pure Yang True Fire to forcibly refine them!"

"What?" Lin Rou was the first to shout in protest. "No! Absolutely not!"

"This is too dangerous!"

Lin Rou grabbed Su Yun, speaking emotionally.

"Those are two types of rare poisons, and they're erupting inside a Soul Transformation powerhouse! Drawing them into your own body is no different from seeking death! Do you not value your life?"

She was truly anxious.

She had finally found such a perfect "medicinal primer," and hadn't enjoyed him enough yet; how could she let him go to his death?

"Junior Martial Uncle Lin Rou!"

Liu Yuqin was also anxious, fearing Lin Rou would pull Su Yun away, and hurriedly said:

"This is the only way now! Are we just going to watch Revered Master wait for death?"

"Even so, we can't let him go to his death!" Lin Rou refused to budge an inch.

"This is to save the Sect Master! As a Disciple of the Mysterious Maiden Sect, sacrificing himself for the Sect is his glory!"

Liu Yuqin also went all out, directly invoking the cause of righteousness.

Seeing the two women about to start an argument in front of the sickbed, Su Yun sighed and spoke.

"Alright, stop arguing."

He gently pulled his hand from Lin Rou's grasp, looking into her peach-blossom eyes filled with worry and reluctance, and said softly:

"Cousin Aunt, I know you mean well for me. But as a man, there are some responsibilities that must be borne."

"The Sect Master has treated me well, and the Mysterious Maiden Sect is my home. Now that the Sect Master is in trouble, how can I stand by and do nothing?"

Su Yun's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, full of manly responsibility.

Lin Rou was stunned, her eyes instantly turning red.

This little rascal usually seemed so improper, but who would have thought that at the critical moment, he would be so responsible...

"But..." She was still worried.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Su Yun gave her a reassuring look. "Can you not trust my Physique?"

Having said that, he no longer hesitated and turned to look at Leng Hanshuang on the cold jade bed.

"Elder Lin, Saintess, the following process might be somewhat... shocking."

"To prevent spiritual power from leaking and harming the innocent, please wait outside the hall and act as my Protector. No matter what noise you hear, do not come in."

Su Yun's tone was more serious than ever before.

Lin Rou and Liu Yuqin glanced at each other, both seeing a trace of gravity in the other's eyes.

They knew that the upcoming "treatment" would likely be no small matter.

"Fine." Lin Rou gritted her teeth and finally nodded. "You... yourself be careful."

Liu Yuqin followed, "Junior Brother Lin Chen, my Revered Master's life is in your hands."

After saying that, the two left the secret chamber, looking back with every step, and closed the heavy stone door.

As the stone door closed, only Su Yun and the unconscious, exquisite Sect Master remained in the secret chamber.

The gravity and tragic heroism on Su Yun's face vanished instantly, replaced by an uncontrollable excitement and an evil grin.

"Hehehe..."

He rubbed his hands together and slowly walked to the bedside, looking down to admire Leng Hanshuang's defenseless sleeping face.

Truly beautiful.

No wonder she was the woman Lin Aotian could never forget in the original novel.

Icy skin and jade bones, a face of peerless beauty—especially this weak appearance, ready to be plucked, which could stir the most primal desire for conquest in any man.

"Leng Hanshuang, oh Leng Hanshuang, didn't you say you'd rather die than submit?"

Su Yun reached out, gently stroking her cold, smooth cheek with the back of his finger.

"Weren't you deeply in love with Lin Aotian?"

"Today, I'll let you taste what it means to be unable to control yourself."

Su Yun licked his lips and stopped wasting time.

He directly climbed onto her, pressing down on her wrists that were struggling unconsciously due to the drug's power.

"Sect Master, excuse my offense."

Su Yun lowered his head and pressed down heavily on those cold lips that were flushed with an unnatural redness.

At the same time, the Nine Yang Imperial Phoenix Technique was fully activated!