A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

She saw a pill with a cracked surface, which bumped right into the mark she had formed.

Time is stretched out infinitely and compressed infinitely at this moment.

What is that?

Bursting Pill!

wrong!

That was a strange aura, different from that of the Bursting Pill.

Even this experienced and knowledgeable elder of the Medicine Peak felt a strange, palpitating energy fluctuation.

Liu Linglong didn't even have time to think it through or react in any way.

Boom!

The pill emitted an explosive hiss, releasing a strange mist that engulfed her figure.

"Oh no!"

The moment the mist reached her body, the spiritual power she had suppressed at the twelfth level of Qi Refining automatically protected her.

scoff!

However, her protective spiritual power was easily penetrated by the strange mist.

She wanted to retreat, to use her internal energy to resist, and to release the suppression of her cultivation.

But it was too late.

The sweet, exotic fragrance in the mist assaulted her senses, making her dizzy.

It was as if I saw countless dazzling peach blossoms exploding before my eyes, and heard seductive music in my ears.

Deep within my heart, those restless thoughts suppressed by reason suddenly surged forth.

Her delicate body trembled, her legs went weak, and she became unsteady on her feet.

Her clear, cool eyes were now veiled with a layer of moisture and a hazy mist.

Her consciousness plunged into a bizarre and fantastical dream that overturned reality.

"Hahaha, I did it!"

The door to the alchemy room then opened.

Upon hearing the explosion, Luo Fan, supporting himself on the door frame, staggered out.

He was dumbfounded by the scene before him.

What the heck is this whole yard all pink and billowing mist?

Did it fail again?

It's a pity about the quality of this pill.

If this were used on someone else, who knows which unlucky soul would be crying and begging for mercy.

Thinking of this, Luo Fan couldn't help but chuckle.

Holy crap!

"What is that?!"

He saw a broken, rune-like object flying toward him.

hum!

Luo Fan tried to escape, but his Qi Sea was completely depleted, and he could only watch helplessly as the runes disappeared into his brow.

dizziness!

Severe dizziness.

Luo Fan swayed, grabbed the door frame, and shook his head, but all he could see was a swaying pink.

Indistinctly.

Deep within the pink mist, there seemed to be a figure.

A slender, purple figure, whose true form was obscured, walked gracefully towards them.

Her skirt swayed, revealing a pair of straight, slender, and dazzlingly white legs.

who is it?

Senior Sister Bai?

It doesn't seem so...

Luo Fan's head was spinning, and he could only feel that the figure was getting closer and closer.

The person's aura was somewhat cool, yet also carried the subtle fragrance of peonies.

Then, he heard a voice.

Soft and seductive, husky, close to his ear.

"Please feel free to give me your orders..."

"Master~"

The warm breath sprayed on Luo Fan's neck, tickling him to his core.

His remaining rationality was gradually overwhelmed.

All that remained in my vision was that shimmering purple light, and that captivating cry of "Master..."

He reached out and touched a cool, smooth piece of silk.

Then, I was overwhelmed by endless fatigue and inexplicable heat.

In the alchemy room, under the window.

The dress and long gown fell intertwined.

The faint, suppressed sounds, like sobbing or weeping, were intermittent and drowned out by the night.

No one knows.

No one bothered them.

The crescent moon in the sky quietly disappeared into the gradually gathering clouds.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds, and the mist in the courtyard had dissipated.

All that remained was a strange, blush-inducing scent in the air.

The ground was slightly cool.

Liu Linglong's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The first thing I felt was soreness all over my body.

And unfamiliar memories and chaotic images frantically invaded her mind.

boom!!!

Her mind went blank, and she suddenly sat up.

He stiffly lowered his head.

All that remained of her body was a tattered, thin veil, barely hanging from her arm.

Beside him was the silhouette of a sleeping young man, his face weary.

Then I noticed the glaring mark between the two of them.

All of this tells her one fact.

A ridiculously absurd fact that was enough to break her down beyond words.

She, Elder of Medicine Peak, the sect leader's junior sister, and Golden Core cultivator Liu Linglong...

last night...

And that junior disciple, the one her senior sister asked her to look after, who was at the first level of Qi Refining, was in the alchemy room…

I'm going to sleep!

"Oh no..."

A very faint, trembling breath escaped from her throat.

The color drained completely from Liu Linglong's pretty face.

It is whiter than frost.

It's whiter than snow.

What happened last night was not a dream!

It's not an illusion.

it is true.

She saw that the red dots on her fair wrist had vanished without a trace, and her pupils shrank to pinpoints.

Murderous intent.

A chilling, bone-chilling, and utterly pure killing intent erupted uncontrollably from her.

The temperature dropped sharply.

Liu Linglong raised her hand, her five fingers slender and fair as jade.

A layer of pale purple, destructive aura lingered in his palm.

With a gentle fall, all shame will end with the demise of this body.

Nobody will know.

My senior sister won't know, and the sect won't know.

Her eyes were icy cold, burning with shame, anger, and a desire for destruction.

The palm fell.

It was only an inch away from Luo Fan's brow.

He seemed to be sleeping restlessly, frowning in his sleep and turning his head to rub against the cold ground.

Then, Liu Linglong saw a faint scratch mark on the side of his neck.

Her hand suddenly froze, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over the burning killing intent.

The chaotic memories of last night once again uncontrollably entered her mind.

Pink mist, a shattered dream.

Luo Fan responded with a fervent yet bewildered gaze as she hooked her arm around his neck.

And when he exhausted all his strength and fell into a deep sleep... that unconscious, hoarse voice called out... "Senior Sister!"

He called her "senior sister".

It wasn't him, Liu Linglong.

He didn't even know who the person from last night was.

These mistakes began with her dream-induced stupor, which led to her encounter with his strange elixir.

It all started with her self-righteous attempt to conceal her true intentions and suppress her own cultivation.

The purple spiritual light flickered erratically, much like her extremely chaotic Dao heart.

Kill him, and that will solve everything.

But then?

How should I explain this to my senior?

The person she personally instructed to take care of died mysteriously in Danfeng?

This kid seems like a good-for-nothing, but he also seems to be involved in some secrets she doesn't know about.

For example, that strange-looking pill.

Whose "explosive pill" is this? It can break through defenses a second time after exploding and bewitch people's minds.

Countless thoughts flashed by, ultimately turning into a profound sense of powerlessness.

Her hand finally landed, but it didn't land on Luo Fan's brow.

Instead, she hooked up the purple dress, her movements so fast they left afterimages.

She didn't have the courage to look at the person on the ground a second time, and with only the light of her fingertips, she erased the traces on the ground.

After that, the purple-clad figure was never seen again in the alchemy room.

An hour later, the sunlight was a bit too bright, and Luo Fan was awakened by pain.

My head aches, and my body aches, as if someone has taken my bones apart and put them back together.

My vision was blurred for a while before it slowly focused, and what came into view was the window of the alchemy room.

"Why am I sleeping here?"

Luo Fan stood up and patted his head.

All he remembered was that he refined the elixir, threw it out, and it exploded, causing flowers to bloom all over the yard.

And then...

Some hazy memories suddenly flooded his mind.

Smooth skin, intertwined breaths, and that shimmering purple?

Luo Fan froze abruptly.

He lowered his head very slowly.

His clothes were wrinkled and his shirt was wide open, revealing his chest.

And then...

"..."

Luo Fan's brain went blank for a full three breaths.

then.

"Holy crap!!!"

A scream, distorted into utter terror, ripped the roof off the alchemy room.

He jumped up in a panic, frantically grabbing at his clothes.

Those messy things weren't dreams!

"Who?! Who is it?!"

Luo Fan was so angry that he cursed and stormed out of the alchemy room.

The courtyard was empty and deserted; he began to recall what the person looked like.

Purple clothes!

It looks like she's wearing a purple dress!

She has a great figure.

She has long legs.

Her voice is so alluring!

Around the twelfth level of Qi cultivation.

Luo Fan's heart sank little by little.

It's not Senior Sister Bai!

But who could it be?