Chapter 52: Crimson Sun Pill

Excruciating!

The pain was excruciating!

Just moments ago, he had recovered, only for the cold energy to force him back to his original state. After this happened twice, the essence in his body was coiled and ready to burst, but he couldn’t release it.

He’d been holding it in for far too long!

"Xiaoxun! What’s wrong??"

Murong Wei panicked when she saw Yang Xun’s pained expression.

"I’m... I’m fine... I’ve just been holding it in for a while, so my lower abdomen hurts a little..."

Yang Xun gritted his teeth, forcing himself to endure the pain. Veins bulged on his forehead.

Murong Wei froze. Her gaze fell subconsciously to Yang Xun’s hands clutching his lower abdomen, then flickered down to the still-swollen and red area below.

She instantly understood.

When a man builds up for too long without release, a painful ache in the lower abdomen is a natural physiological reaction.

And the only reason Yang Xun was in this state was because he’d been helping her "verify" her strange illness!

Brought to the peak twice, only to be forcibly suppressed twice—one could only imagine the torture of that internal stagnation and impact on his body.

’It’s all my fault...’

Murong Wei’s eyes filled with heartache and guilt. She bit her lip, her mind racing.

A moment later, she took a deep breath and slowly knelt down again.

"Tea... Teacher?? What... what are you doing??"

Yang Xun’s pupils contracted. He stared, completely bewildered, at Murong Wei, who was once again kneeling before him.

"Xiaoxun, you put yourself through all this just to help me verify my strange illness."

Murong Wei looked up, her almond-shaped eyes gazing directly at Yang Xun, full of earnestness and tenderness. "I feel too guilty about this. Naturally, I have to help you release it."

Yang Xun said, "N-no, that’s okay, Teacher. I’ll just go home and..."

"Hmph. Why didn’t you stop me when I was helping you earlier?"

Murong Wei cut him off. Her slender, pale hands had already gently wrapped around him. She said sternly, "In your current state, the pain on the way home would be unbearable. Listen to me and stand still."

With that, she parted her sensual, cherry-red lips and took him into her mouth once more.

HISS!

Yang Xun shuddered, his hands instinctively cradling Murong Wei’s head.

’Her technique is incredible.’

If before she had been helping him recover, this time was truly "service."

Murong Wei pulled out all the stops.

Her tongue was like an impossibly agile silver serpent, darting and gliding over the most sensitive spots.

Every lick, every suck, landed with lethal precision on the most critical points.

Her rhythm was ever-changing.

At times, it was as gentle and slow as a spring breeze stroking a willow branch, a feeling so exquisite it seeped into his very bones.

At other times, it was as fierce and rapid as a raging storm, pulling Yang Xun’s nerves to their absolute breaking point.

She even brought her two full, snowy peaks into play. An impossibly soft touch enveloped him from both sides, coordinating with the movements of her mouth in a two-pronged assault.

"Teacher... you’re... you’re too amazing..."

Yang Xun threw his head back, panting heavily, every muscle in his body tensed.

His sister-in-law’s tenderness, his younger sister-in-law’s creativity, Sister Mi Ting’s bashfulness... in front of Murong Wei, they were all amateurs showing off before a master.

This was the true pinnacle of skill!

Time passed, second by second, minute by minute.

Ten minutes... twenty minutes... thirty minutes.

"Teacher... I... I’m about to come!!!"

After thirty minutes, Yang Xun’s hands suddenly clenched in Murong Wei’s fine hair. The torrent that had been building in his Dantian for so long erupted like a volcano, surging out with the force of a tidal wave.

"MMPH!!!"

Murong Wei’s eyes widened slightly as her mouth was instantly stuffed full by the scalding torrent.

’There was so much!’

’It was more than ten times the amount her husband produced!’

Her mouth couldn’t hold it all. His seed overflowed from the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin onto her snow-white chest... but most of it was swallowed.

’I can’t believe I actually swallowed my student’s seed!!’

HUFF... HUFF... HUFF!

Yang Xun collapsed onto the sofa, gasping for air, completely lost in a state of bliss.

Incredible!

That felt absolutely incredible.

Murong Wei, on the other hand, had slumped to the floor and was coughing softly, spitting out a small amount of his seed with each cough.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Yang Xun quickly got up and helped Murong Wei from the floor.

"You little rascal, you were really saving up a lot, weren’t you? You almost choked me to death. You’re terrible!"

Although she said that, there wasn’t a trace of anger on Murong Wei’s face. Instead, it was filled with fondness.

"Hehehe, it’s mainly because your oral skills are just too good, Teacher. You managed to release everything I’ve been storing up for all these years."

Yang Xun chuckled, pulling Murong Wei into his arms. His large hand began to gently knead her full bosom.

Murong Wei curled up in Yang Xun’s embrace, letting her former student caress her. She asked curiously, "Xiaoxun, you weren’t lying to me earlier, were you? Is there really a pill that can suppress the cold energy in my body?"

"Of course!"

Speaking of this, Yang Xun became very serious. He said, "It’s recorded in my grandfather’s medical books. It’s definitely real!"

The next moment, Murong Wei sat up from his embrace. Her almond-shaped eyes looked at him seriously as she said, word by word, "Regarding the Crimson Sun Pill, I will cooperate with you completely. Whatever herbs you need, just ask. You can pick whatever you want from Xinglin Hall’s storehouse."

"Really?"

Yang Xun’s eyes lit up as he asked excitedly.

"Of course it’s true!" Murong Wei nodded emphatically. Then her tone shifted, becoming even more serious. "Not only that, I will also do everything in my power to help you find the five rare herbs from your prescription—Nine Nether Cold Jade Grass, Red Flame Reishi, Thousand-Year-Old Ice Cocoon, Green Blood Dragon Saliva Fragrance, and Purple Cloud Soul Condensing Flower."

BOOM!

Her words were like a bombshell that exploded in Yang Xun’s mind.

He shot up from the sofa, staring at Murong Wei in utter disbelief, his voice trembling.

"Sister Wei, you... are you serious? You’re willing to help me find those five herbs?"

"Of course!" Murong Wei stood up, bent over to pick up the qipao scattered on the floor, and said as she dressed, "Xinglin Hall has been operating in Zhonghai City for over a hundred years. Our connections in the medicinal herb community are no joke. Although these five herbs are extremely rare, if we use my family’s network, we can at least find some clues."

She paused, then continued, "Moreover, Xinglin Hall will provide all the other common herbs on your prescription for free. We won’t charge you a single cent!"

"Sister Wei!!"

Yang Xun was so excited he nearly jumped out of his skin.

The formula for the Celestial Spirit Pill required over a hundred different herbs. Aside from those five exceptionally rare ones, the rest were common traditional medicines, but their combined cost was still no small sum.

If Xinglin Hall provided them all for free, he could save at least tens of thousands!

More importantly, Murong Wei was willing to use Xinglin Hall’s network to help him find those five rare herbs.

Xinglin Hall was the largest century-old medical hall in Zhonghai City. Its connections and resources in the medicinal herb industry were far beyond what an ordinary person could imagine.

With Murong Wei’s help, the chances of finding those five herbs would increase dramatically!

"Sister Wei, thank you! Thank you so much!"

Yang Xun’s voice was hoarse, his face filled with gratitude.

"There’s no need to be so polite with your teacher."

Murong Wei fastened the knotted buttons of her qipao and tidied her messy bun. She turned to face Yang Xun, a gentle smile gracing her lips. "You helped me find the cause of my strange illness and even promised to refine the Crimson Sun Pill for me. I will remember this kindness. It’s only right that I help you find these herbs."

Yang Xun nodded emphatically, a wave of unprecedented confidence washing over him.

’With Murong Wei’s help, my little sister’s Celestial Spirit Pill is within reach!’

However, just as Yang Xun was basking in his joy, Murong Wei suddenly sighed. The smile on her face gradually faded, replaced by a solemn expression.

"But Xiaoxun, there’s something I need to make clear to you beforehand."

Murong Wei looked at Yang Xun, her tone heavy. "Each of these five herbs is priceless. While I can help you ask around and use my connections to search for them, in the end... you’ll have to prepare enough money."

"Money?"

Yang Xun’s heart tightened. He had a vague premonition and asked tentatively, "Sister Wei, about how much would I need to prepare?"

Murong Wei was silent for two seconds. Looking into Yang Xun’s eyes, she slowly uttered a number:

"At least... one hundred million."