56: Chapter 56 is a great tonic!

Shen Qingyuan praised it and took another sip.

After two mouthfuls, that warmth became even more apparent.

He could clearly feel a gentle surge of spiritual energy slowly flowing through his body, nourishing his Meridians and flesh; it was indescribably comfortable.

"One more sip."

The third sip.

Then the fourth, the fifth...

By the time Shen Qingyuan came to his senses, the soup in the bowl had already reached the bottom.

He looked down at the empty jade bowl, then at the bowl in his hand.

"How is it already gone?"

He smacked his lips, still wanting more.

"Young Master?"

Just then, a cool voice came from behind him.

Shen Qingyuan turned around to see Luo Qingyue standing at the kitchen door, holding a small bowl in her hand.

She wore a plain white dress, her black hair casually tied back, with a few stray strands hanging by her ears.

Her cool face was touched with a hint of the kitchen's warmth, and water droplets remained on her jade-like fingers.

This appearance was a world apart from the usually cold and immortal-like Southern Region's number one Prodigy; she seemed more grounded in the mortal world, making her even more moving.

Luo Qingyue looked at the empty bowl in Shen Qingyuan's hand and froze on the spot.

Her cool eyes widened slightly, and a rare look of panic appeared on her fair face.

"Young Master, you... you drank the soup?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

Shen Qingyuan looked down at the empty bowl in his hand, then at her nervous expression, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

"I drank it." He nodded. "What's wrong?"

Luo Qingyue's expression instantly became strange.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but didn't know how to start.

A rare blush appeared on her cool face, and her eyes were somewhat evasive.

"Qingyue?" Shen Qingyuan's brows twitched slightly. "Is there something wrong with this soup?"

"No, no problem..." Luo Qingyue lowered her eyes, her voice getting quieter and quieter, "It's just... it's just..."

"Just what?"

The bad premonition in Shen Qingyuan's heart grew stronger and stronger.

Luo Qingyue took a deep breath, looked up at Shen Qingyuan, her cool eyes full of guilt and unease.

"Young Master, this soup... is a Great Tonic Soup."

Shen Qingyuan was stunned: "Great Tonic Soup?"

He remembered that back at the Yicui Pavilion, Luo Qingyue had said she could make this...

"..."

The room fell into a dead silence.

Shen Qingyuan looked down at the empty bowl in his hand, then at Luo Qingyue, his mouth twitching violently a few times.

"Qingyue, I really don't need this!"

Shen Qingyuan took a deep breath and closed his eyes, feeling the changes within his body.

That warm current from before was now surging wildly inside him!

Waves of heat rose from his lower abdomen, like a volcanic eruption, spreading toward his four limbs and hundred bones!

His blood and qi began to churn, and the speed of his spiritual energy circulation was more than three times faster than usual; even a faint red light appeared on the surface of his skin.

"This kick... is really strong!"

Shen Qingyuan opened his eyes, a flash of astonishment in them.

He was a peerless powerhouse at the Peak of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, his Physical Body comparable to a Saint Weapon, and his blood and qi like an ocean; ordinary spiritual meals had no effect on him at all.

But this bowl of soup...

It actually worked!

That warm power rampaged through his body, as if it were about to ignite his blood and qi!

Besides being a great tonic, it also carried a bit of the "standing tall" effect.

To put it bluntly, it was an aphrodisiac!

This effect was like a fundamental principle of the Great Dao in the books; no matter how high one's cultivation was, it was hard to resist.

"Young Master!" Luo Qingyue looked at him like this, her cool eyes filled with anxiety and guilt. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to come back so soon. I originally wanted to test the medicinal properties after making it before giving it to you..."

She paused, her voice getting smaller and smaller: "I also didn't expect the medicinal properties of this soup to be so fierce..."

Shen Qingyuan waved his hand, signaling her to stop talking.

He took a deep breath and circulated his internal spiritual energy, trying to suppress that restless power.

However...

It would have been better if he hadn't; as soon as he circulated his energy, that power seemed to be ignited and instantly exploded!

"Boom!"

A scorching aura burst forth from Shen Qingyuan, and the temperature in the entire room skyrocketed!

The tea set on the table buzzed, the calligraphy and paintings on the wall moved without wind, and even the wutong treasure tree outside the window rustled from the blast of this aura.

Luo Qingyue was forced back a few steps by this aura, her cool eyes full of worry.

"Young Master..."

Luo Qingyue's voice trembled slightly.

Shen Qingyuan did not respond.

He stood in place with his eyes closed, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly, his expression shifting.

A moment later—

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, which were usually lazy and casual, now actually glowed with a faint golden light!

Shen Qingyuan took a deep breath, his voice somewhat raspy: "This soup... really has a kick."

He looked at the guilt-ridden Luo Qingyue beside him, his mouth twitching.

"Qingyue."

"Young Master..."

"Don't make it next time."

Luo Qingyue lowered her eyes, her fair face so red it looked like it might bleed, her voice as thin as a mosquito's hum: "Yes... Young Master."

Shen Qingyuan sighed and glared at her. "You caused this mess, you have to solve it!"

He turned and walked toward the inner room.

"Come and help me."

Luo Qingyue's body stiffened, her cheeks suddenly heating up until they were burning.

She looked at Shen Qingyuan's back, bit her red lip lightly, and slowly followed him.

"Young Master... I... I'm coming..."

...

In a valley somewhere in the Tiannan Mountains.

Shen Yuanshan looked at the mountain-like corpse of the Heaven-Rending Tiger King before him, his face full of pride.

This time, he had specifically dragged Shen Yuanhe along, and the two of them joined forces to deal with this Demon King.

"Old fellow, you've finally fallen into my hands, haven't you? Still dare to be so arrogant with me!"

Shen Yuanhe, standing nearby, looked at the Heaven-Rending Tiger King and then at Shen Yuanshan, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "Third Brother, do you have a grudge against this guy?"

"We had a fight before," Shen Yuanshan replied casually, then began to butcher the beast's meat.

"Hmm? Had a fight?" Shen Yuanhe was stunned for a moment, then his pupils constricted, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. "Did you also fight with other Demon Kings?"

Shen Yuanshan's movements paused.

Oh no! Exposed!

He shook his head repeatedly and argued, "No such thing. Why would I go and provoke those Demon Kings?"

"Hmph! I knew it!" Shen Yuanhe didn't believe him. He stared at Shen Yuanshan. "Did you also go find Little Nine? I was wondering why you were so confident you could beat me; it turns out it's because of Little Nine!"

"Heh—" Seeing this, Shen Yuanshan stopped pretending. He turned and glared at Shen Yuanhe. "Old Six, you were the one who went to find Little Nine first!"

Shen Yuanhe raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with finding Little Nine? That's called using your brain!"

As he spoke, he pulled out an axe and began to cut meat from the Heaven-Rending Tiger King.

He had always remembered to bring some beast meat back for Little Nine.

Suddenly, he caught sight of the massive tiger whip, and his eyes instantly lit up.

"This is good stuff; I'll send it to Little Nine."

Just as he was about to move, Shen Yuanshan beat him to it.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"I saw it first!"

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