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At other times, he could naturally suppress it with his cultivation, but at this moment, the Holy Son had suffered terrible injuries, and the body odor that he could no longer suppress was simply carried away by the wind.

"It stinks!"

"What the hell? His Highness's true form is actually a black boar?"

"And it stinks terribly! What's going on? I'm about to faint from the stench!"

"Shut up, everyone!"

Shuang Xueming snorted with an unpleasant expression, quickly activating his cultivation to suppress the stench. Then, with a grim look, he looked at the fox demon and said, "Continue!"

He glanced at the other demonic beasts and roared menacingly, "Anyone who dares to gossip about what happened today... Hmph!"

"Ugh...okay!"

A terrifying killing intent washed over her, and the fox demon trembled instantly. She forcibly suppressed her keen sense of smell and carefully examined the holy son. After a moment, she turned her head, sweat beading on her forehead:

"I can heal Your Highness's injuries, but it will require the activation of my fox clan's secret techniques. At the same time, I will also need a powerful demon at the Yuan Dan realm to provide Yang energy so that I can convert it into Yuan energy to restore and repair the injuries to Your Highness's soul."

The fox spirit's eyes flickered, landing on Shuang Xueming, before turning to Chi Yanli a moment later.

"Can't we just use elixirs to recover?" Chi Yanli asked, pinching his nose without any hesitation.

In his spare time, he glanced at the shattered Yuan Dan not far away.

The Yuan Dan belongs to "Xia Donghai".

It shattered into pieces on the ground, its magical power long since dissipated, turning into energyless debris. Xia Donghai's body, severed at the waist, lay not far away, seemingly devoid of any life.

"Is this guy really dead?"

Chi Yanli found it somewhat unbelievable.

Xia Donghai gave him the feeling of endless mystery. Even when he made such an outrageous request, he remained calm and composed, as if he had everything under control.

How could someone like that die so easily?

"My expertise lies in secret techniques related to Yang energy. Abundant Yang energy can compensate for everything. I am not proficient in healing or medicinal herbs, especially since the Holy Son's injury is to his soul, which ordinary spiritual medicines simply cannot heal..."

The fox spirit shook her head earnestly, and finally, her gaze swept over Shuang Xueming and Chi Yanli again:

"Your Highnesses, time is running out, please make a decision as soon as possible."

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Chapter 0280

"Who's coming?"

Faced with the fox demon's questioning, Chi Yanli and Shuang Xueming couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances.

Their hesitation stemmed from a simple reason...

It's absolutely fucking disgusting!

Although Shuang Xueming suppressed the smell with his magic, it only prevented the smell from spreading to the outside world. The area where they were located was filled with waves of foul stench, making it feel like they had fallen into a latrine hell!

"Or maybe I should..."

Chi Yanli gritted his teeth.

Since he's already put on an act, he should go all the way. He acted so tragically and heroically before, it would be unreasonable for him to remain indifferent now.

"Let me do it!"

However, before he could speak, Shuang Xueming spoke first.

The son of the Cold King, with a righteous and stern expression, was already prepared to go through fire and water: "His Highness the Holy Son is in trouble. It is but a mere yang energy. We will do our utmost to offer it!"

In fact, making such a decision was not an easy thing for Shuang Xueming either.

However, his previous performance was really too "disappointing", whether in front of many demonic beasts or in front of His Highness the Holy Son!

He even lost face in front of his old rival, Chi Yanli!

Therefore, he had to find a way to save face, or at the very least, to restore the Holy Son's impression of him.

Hearing this, the fox demon Bai Xiao smiled and said, "Alright! Come over here!"

Seeing Shuang Xueming approach, she wagged her fluffy tail, a hint of nervousness appearing in her eyes. Before this, she had never imagined that she would do something so crazy!

"He personally plotted against two Yuan Dan Great Demons, and even against His Highness the Holy Son!"

Whenever Bai Xiao recalled Feng Xia's plan, each step meticulously planned and executed, she was repeatedly awestruck. She couldn't help but wonder, "Young Master is so cunning, could his true form also be a fox...? Hmm, Young Master is definitely a fox! I just wonder where he's hiding his tail..."

"Is standing here enough?" Shuang Xueming walked up.

"Okay."

Bai Xiao nodded, her tail rising high behind her as she carefully activated a clan secret technique to draw yang energy from Shuang Xueming's body.

The so-called yang energy is even more difficult to detect than ordinary primordial energy.

Even Shuang Xueming himself could only feel a slight tremor in his body, as if something had been snatched away, but when he felt it carefully, it seemed that nothing was missing.

“Each time, I will divide it into ten strands. Eight strands will be given to the young master, one and a half strands will be given to myself, and the remaining half strand will be given to the holy son…”

Silently counting in his mind, Bai Xiao continuously drew yang energy from Shuang Xueming's body, most of which unknowingly flowed towards the shattered Yuan Dan not far away.

Shuang Xueming's face turned pale at a visible speed—even though it was already quite pale to begin with.

"Damn..."

Gradually feeling his strength dwindling, Shuang Xueming couldn't help but grit his teeth and glare fiercely at Bai Xiao: "Why aren't you healed yet? Does healing just one injury require so much yang energy?"

Yang energy is not the same as magical power or cultivation.

The wear and tear that occurs in normal times is often difficult to detect.

However, if too much yang energy is depleted, the body will easily become weak, and may even be susceptible to external pathogens, causing even cultivation to gradually become unstable!

Therefore, as her own yang energy was continuously drained away, Shuang Xueming finally couldn't hold on any longer.

“Your Highness is injured in the soul, and the cost of healing is greater than that of physical injuries. If you are unwilling, you can stop at any time, but all your previous efforts will be in vain.”

Bai Xiao blocked Shuang Xueming's escape route with just one sentence.

"Damn it..." He gritted his teeth and quickly made a decision, "Continue! But remember this: if you can't cure His Highness the Holy Son, this day next year will be your death anniversary!"

"Young Master is indeed wise and insightful; he even foresaw Shuang Xueming's reaction..."

Bai Xiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to draw faster and harder: "Each time, divide it into ten strands, eight for the young master, one for myself, and one for the holy son..."

Of course, to avoid arousing further suspicion, she slightly adjusted the flow of yang energy.

His Highness's Yang energy has increased by 100%.

...The stench from the frost and snow has increased by twenty percent.

"Ugh...ugh!!"

Just as he was struggling to hold on, Shuang Xueming suddenly felt a chill, and then the terrible stench that made his nasal mucosa explode intensified all around him.

However, it was at this moment that the Holy Son Ying Daoyi's aura finally stabilized, and then began to rise again. Before long, the big black pig's body quickly shrank, transforming back into that handsome young man.

Bai Xiao stopped in time.

Feeling the power she had absorbed, she wagged her large tail with satisfaction.

If this continues, her little tricks will definitely be discovered once the Holy Son regains consciousness, so it's time to stop.

"Finally...finally..."

Unconsciously.

Frost and Snow were already drenched in sweat by morning, and under his own chilling power, the sweat condensed into frost, not only enveloping him in a layer but also locking in some of the stench...

However, before Bai Xiao made the decision, Shuang Xueming didn't dare to move at all and could only silently endure everything...

Pfft!

Almost the instant Bai Xiao opened his mouth, he collapsed to the ground, his body going limp.

"I……"

At the same time, the Holy Son Ying Daoyi slowly opened his eyes.

A flicker of doubt first crossed his eyes, then his last memory surged back, turning his doubt into rage: "Xia Donghai... very good! Really very good! You've surprised me once again!"

Ying Daoyi suddenly turned around, instantly unleashing tremendous power. A Dao platform appeared behind his head, and the eight divine statues on the platform merged into one, forming a divine spear that pierced through the air!

He wanted to utterly destroy Xia Donghai, that bastard, and reduce him to ashes!

Not only must their physical body be destroyed, but their primordial core, their soul, and even their true spirit must be obliterated, so that they are annihilated from this day forward, leaving not a trace behind!

"Your Highness, an even bigger surprise is yet to come."

However, just as he arrived, a voice that he never expected suddenly rang out in everyone's ears.

The Holy Son looked over in astonishment, only to see that Xia Donghai, who should have been completely dead with his core shattered, was now looking at him with a smile on his face!

That mocking expression seemed to say...

Your Highness, did you not expect this?!

"you--"

In an instant, the Holy Son's pupils contracted sharply.