Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 138 The Fallen Man
After leaving Qingshan Town, Xiao Yixian walked farther and farther away, and gradually came to the place that no one had noticed before.

At this time, she had taken off the bamboo hat she had used for disguise. With a slight movement of her hands, her voice had returned to its former clear and pleasant tone.
"Xiaolan."

Hearing the familiar call, the huge blue eagle hiding in the nearby woods suddenly flapped its wings, let out a cheerful cry, and then hovered and landed beside the girl.

It seemed to see the loss in the girl's heart, so it stretched out its head and rubbed it gently against her body.

The smooth and delicate fur scratched Xiao Yixian's cheek like a piece of brocade, causing waves of tingling and making her burst out laughing.

"Okay, I'm fine."

In the Douqi Continent, the bond between Warcraft and humans is definitely very rare. After all, there is no magical contract between the two that can serve as a constraint. They can only rely on the cultivation of feelings to gradually gain trust.

Therefore, generally only a few lucky people have the opportunity to gain their friendship and even loyalty.

Although Xiao Yixian's blue eagle is only a first-level magical beast, the spirituality it contains is almost as good as those third- and fourth-level magical beasts that have just begun to develop intelligence. The fact that it can gain its recognition is enough to show that Xiao Yixian has a kind heart, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Being able to maintain her original heart is obviously not an easy thing for her who has lived in the mixed Qingshan Town for many years.

Gently stroking the azure feathers, Little Medical Fairy smiled as she whispered to herself, "They say magical beasts are ferocious, but once you gain their loyalty, they will never betray you. In this respect, they are much better than humans."

After making a sarcastic remark intentionally or unintentionally, the Little Medical Fairy did not stop and leaped onto the back of the blue eagle, gradually flying away in the opposite direction of when she came.

After crossing a basin full of medicinal herbs, the blue eagle's huge body nimbly dived into a thick fog and flew straight into the depths of the basin.

This place was actually the small valley where Xiao Yan had been led to recuperate.

After Xiao Yan left to recuperate, Xiao Yixian knew that she no longer had any place for herself in Qingshan Town, so she began a short period of secluded life here.

Drink morning dew in the morning and pick mulberry leaves in the evening.

Although the quiet environment makes her miss her past life from time to time, the self-sufficient and comfortable life is obviously also a nice and novel experience.

After jumping off the blue eagle's back, Xiao Yixiang waved to it as a farewell, and then hurried back to the straw hut she had built.

The thatched hut is not very big, with only two small rooms, but they are very clean and look quite warm.

Coming to the wooden table, Xiao Yixian piled all the medicines she had purchased earlier on it, and then quickly took out a small cauldron, a medicine pestle, and a paper bag for the medicines, and began to make preparations for the preparation of the medicines.

Preparing medicines is a very interesting thing for Xiao Yixian, which is why she chose the profession of doctor.

Collecting herbs to cure diseases, saving the dying and the wounded have always been her pursuit, even after she experienced previous changes that led to her being driven out of Qingshan Town.

"Hmm, two doses of Coptis chinensis essence, half a purple-leaf mulberry fruit, and four stalks of blood-clotting grass."

The Little Medical Fairy skillfully crushed all the herbs, then lit a tiny fire stick and threw it into the cauldron.

Soon, the bottom of the cauldron began to turn red, and wisps of flames spewed out, but were suppressed by Xiao Yixiang's fighting spirit as he had anticipated.

She poured all the herbs into the opening above the cauldron, and then her fighting spirit surged, and she began to refine the sticky liquid medicine.

Unlike the alchemist, Xiao Yixian, who is a physician, does not have the magical ability to condense medicine into pills, and is far inferior in controlling flames. Therefore, the time spent is far from proportional to the results.

This is also the nobility of the profession of alchemist. Once you fail to enter the threshold, it will take ten or a hundred times more effort to achieve similar results. This is how doctors were born.

There are too few alchemists, but there are many people who urgently need medicine to treat their illnesses.

Half an hour passed quietly, and beads of sweat had already seeped out of Xiao Yixian's forehead. She found the right moment, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth. She wrapped her slender hands with fighting spirit and slapped the side of the cauldron several times quickly.

A flash of fire suddenly appeared at the mouth of the cauldron, and dry medicinal powder flew out. Little Medical Fairy had anticipated this and caught it in the paper tape. Her pretty face was filled with satisfaction and joy.
"Even though I haven't prepared the medicine in a while, my technique hasn't gotten much worse." She cast her eyes towards the paper bag with a smile, dipped her slender jade fingers in a little bit of the medicine powder, and licked it lightly from the side of her mouth as usual.
In an instant, something strange happened.

An extremely strong pungent smell gushed out from the tip of the tongue, and a light purple mist instantly filled the room, giving the air a rich fishy and sweet taste.

"how come?!"

Xiao Yixian was horrified, her pretty face suddenly turned extremely pale, her body trembled, and she almost collapsed back into the chair.

This strange feeling that filled her whole body with desire was something Little Doctor Fairy understood all too well—

This is poison.

"The herbs we chose are clearly the mildest ones, and we've prepared them countless times before in Wanyaozhai. So why did we end up refining a poison?!"

The little medical fairy's lips turned pale, her eyes were wandering, and she spoke hysterically in an almost questioning tone.

After a while, listening to her own voice echoing from time to time in the empty room, Xiao Yixian's mouth was filled with an indelible bitterness. She tightened and loosened the paper bag in her hand, and finally put it back in front of her weakly.

"Sure enough, it's this poisonous fighting spirit that's causing the problem."

"I don't aspire to become a respected alchemist, but why can't I even be a doctor?"

Recalling how she had frankly admitted to being a doctor when the male clerk asked her about it, Xiao Yixian's heart was in turmoil and she laughed at herself.

How could she still call herself a doctor now?
He is just a terrible poison master who is feared by everyone, and perhaps the most annoying one.
She can't go back.

Staring absentmindedly at the paper bag in her hand, Xiao Yixiang's breathing seemed to become a little rapid. She moved closer as if possessed by a ghost and sniffed the fishy and sweet smell inside.

The extremely poisonous substance that ordinary people would avoid like snakes and scorpions seemed to have turned into a sweet rain in the desert, bringing an irresistible temptation and causing her to feel unstoppable greed and desire.

"Well"

The little medical fairy hesitated for a long time, and finally imitated her previous actions again and gently licked the powder.

Once, twice
Gradually, her movements became more and more impatient, and finally she even raised her head and stuffed the poison powder into her mouth like pouring it.

The poison gushed out in an increasingly concentrated form, reducing visibility in the entire house to the lowest point, leaving no room for sight.

"Squeak-"

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the straw hut was quietly pushed open, and the sunlight illuminated the figure of the girl in the black dress as she slowly walked into the house.

The originally thick purple-black mist dissipated almost instantly, and the room returned to its original clean and bright state.

Hun Ruoruo stared expressionlessly at the girl in white dress who had fainted on the bed. Her pink lips pursed slightly, but she finally sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word. Her soul water fighting spirit emerged, and she gently wiped away the pungent poison powder remaining at the corner of the other person's mouth.

After doing all this, she supported her chin with her small hand, narrowed her eyes slightly, and began to rest.

One black and one white, very eye-catching.

　Tu Dou did not choose to elaborate on how Xiao Yixian went from being a physician to becoming Tian Du Nu, whose hands were stained with blood, so I would like to try to describe her experience.

　　This can also indirectly reflect the sense of sympathy that Ruoruo and she have, and her past experiences will slowly unfold from these side descriptions.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)