Chapter 314 - 311: Fang Can Mistakenly Enters the White Tiger Hall

Chapter 314: Chapter 311: Fang Can Mistakenly Enters the White Tiger Hall

On the Cold Jade Bed, Liu Qingmeng swallowed the [Desire Sea Fire Pill], preparing to quiet her mind for her breakthrough to the Fifth Turn.

After sharing a bed with Fang Can for the past few days, she had completely severed the attachments of her stray thoughts, and her mind was a sea of tranquility.

The instant the scarlet pill slid down her throat, a world-burning karmic flame erupted within her glacier-cold body.

’Something is wrong. This is the fire of desire...’

Liu Qingmeng desperately clung to the clarity of her Spirit Platform. She tried to resist by drawing on the cold energy from the bed and the state of mind from her Emotionless Dao, but it was as futile as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The biting chill of the Cold Jade Bed billowed like a frosty mist, yet it could not suppress the bewitching crimson that bloomed beneath Liu Qingmeng’s skin.

The hem of her simple white skirt billowed though there was no wind, and the ice crystals in her hair shattered and fell with each ragged breath.

"You—fi—nal—ly—took! The! Bait!"

Ying Han’s vermilion lips curled into a smile. With a tone that was anything but smug, she watched the young woman before her.

"You thought you could reach the Fifth Turn just by taking a pill? How could anything be that easy? Not even the manifestation of a Fifth Turn Heart Image’s light could do that. This isn’t some perpetual motion machine with 100% energy efficiency."

"The Desire Sea Fire Pill’s only effect is to forcibly drag your Realm all the way to the Fifth Turn, completely unlocking and enhancing your potential. But you’ll have to make up for the resulting deficit in your strength, constitution, and Heart Image yourself."

"And how do you make up for it? Through frenzied plundering, of course!"

"All you have to do is use ’yin-yang harmonization’ to devour a single Fifth Turn expert or ten peak Fourth Turn Martial Artists, and the deficit will be easily filled."

"Sacrificing two Fifth-Turn lives to guarantee one person’s breakthrough to the Fifth Turn... Afterward, your foundation will be incomparably stable. Reaching the Sixth Turn in the future wouldn’t even be out of the question."

Liu Qingmeng struggled to suppress the surging qi and blood in her veins. It was just as the woman had said—she could feel her Realm skyrocketing under the Fire Pill’s influence.

But in exchange, the more her Realm soared, the greater the deficit grew in her qi, blood, and Heart Image.

’It’s like getting stronger on credit. Now the fire of desire is here to forcibly collect the debt, and my Realm won’t stabilize until the deficit is completely paid off.’

Liu Qingmeng forced one eye open, using what little reason she had left to squeeze a single word through her clenched teeth: "Despicable!"

"Despicable... You call me despicable?" Ying Han laughed, unconcerned. "I gave you a pill worth the life of a Fifth Turn expert to help you break through. People out there would get on their knees and beg for such a boon."

"And I’ve already scouted out the ’resource’ you’ll need for your breakthrough."

"I don’t need your hypocrisy! I can break through to the Fifth Turn on my own!" Liu Qingmeng snapped. Inwardly, however, she was frantic. Her Spirit Platform was crumbling under the karmic fire’s assault, and she was already preparing to take her own life.

"Oh, by the way, the person I’ve picked out for you is at a Realm equivalent to the peak of the Third Turn," Ying Han said languidly, causing rage to flare in Liu Qingmeng’s eyes.

’She just said it would take one Fifth Turn or more than ten Fourth Turn experts to break through.’

’If I have to use a peak Third Turn, I’d have to engage in a grueling battle thousands, even tens of thousands of times to make up the deficit! Does this creature take me for some shameless harlot from the *Suxin* Abbey?’

At that moment, Liu Qingmeng’s fury erupted. Her qi blazed through her body, and she steeled her resolve to die.

’Even if it costs me my life, I’ll splatter my blood all over this remnant soul.’

Seeing that her teasing had gone far enough—any more prodding and the girl might actually self-destruct—Ying Han cupped her chin with a look of dawning realization and a smile.

"Oh, I forgot to mention... that peak Third Turn is named... Fang Can."

As her words faded, Liu Qingmeng’s surging rage evaporated, replaced by profound confusion.

"So... I’ve been good to you, haven’t I? The most handsome man in all the kingdoms, the most potent ’cauldron,’ is laid out right before you. And to break through to the Fifth Turn, you’ll have no choice but to forcibly plunder him thousands, even tens of thousands of times."

"I know you’re all lust and no nerve, junior. See? I’ve even come up with the perfect excuse for your little crime."

"You’re not willing, you see. You’re being *forced* to plunder him. It’s the invisible hand of a Sixth Turn master at work. The fault isn’t yours."

Ying Han’s tone was languid, but the teasing, playful nature of her words swirled around Liu Qingmeng’s ears, churning her heart.

"Shut up! I have no personal feelings for Fang Can. Ning An is the one who’s interested in him!" Liu Qingmeng shot back, flustered.

"Yes, yes, of course. You can tell him that exact same thing later."

Ying Han nodded eagerly. "Keep up this charade. Even when Xiaojiang asks about it later, you can declare with perfect justification that you had no choice."

"Fang Can has completely lost interest in you, you know. For the past twenty or thirty days, he hasn’t even bothered to write your name in his diary—you’re no different to him than a stray dog on the street. But once you’ve done the deed, he’ll surely take responsibility for you."

"For now, just focus on refining the pill’s medicinal power. Then, put on a look of utter disgust, and when that man comes before you... devour him completely."

"I’ve done the math. Given your body’s current deficit, you just need to devour the equivalent of seventeen thousand, six hundred and fifty-two times Fang Can’s essence to break through to the Fifth Turn."

"Remember to be gentle. Even if he is ’Indomitable,’ he can still feel pain. Let’s hope you don’t ’devour’ him so thoroughly he develops a complex. AHAHAHAHAHA!"

With the laughter of someone just there to watch the drama unfold, Ying Han’s soul vanished from the ice chamber. She left Liu Qingmeng alone to suppress the demon in her heart, her mind a raging battlefield.

...

Deep in a hall on the other side, Fang Can sensed the cosmic phenomena caused by the Fifth Turn breakthrough. He put away his Cultivation Technique, the "Tome of the Seven Manifested Sins," a dark look in his eyes.

"What did you say is happening to Elder Liu?"

"What’s happening?" Ying Han’s voice was flippant. "She’s breaking through to the Fifth Turn. She’s just hit a demonic tribulation and needs to devour ten thousand times the blood and qi of a Third-Turn cultivator."

"In any case, with your ’Indomitable’ and inexhaustible qi and blood, as long as you’re willing to make the sacrifice, she can reach the Fifth Turn in a matter of days."

As she spoke, Ying Han gave her sleeve a gentle flick, and space rippled with a strange distortion.

Fang Can immediately saw a secret chamber wreathed in icy energy appear before him. Within the frost, the graceful, seated figure was like a flower viewed through mist—hazy and indistinct.

On instinct, Fang Can started forward, reaching for the Ziling at his waist as he walked, preparing to cut his wrist and feed her his blood.

But the scene inside the chamber stopped him in his tracks.

The woman who was usually as captivating as a blooming rose was in a state of disarray. Her tightly-wrapped sable cloak had slipped down, revealing one shoulder. The snow-white curve of her cleavage was just visible.

Her waist-length blue hair, usually like a cascading waterfall, was disheveled, obscuring half her face. A deep crimson flush spread across her skin. Her body squirmed almost unconsciously, and a bewitching moan rumbled in her throat.

"Elder... Liu," Fang Can stammered. He had never seen her like this.

Even when she had been enveloped by that force field, she hadn’t looked this disheveled. It was... it was as if she were a mortal who had taken a potent aphrodisiac.

’But how could a Fourth Turn cultivator...’

Fang Can’s expression slowly froze as he saw the light within her eyes as she slowly opened them.

It was the vibrant, burgeoning life force of spring, of all things awakening.