A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

"Ouch! It's bleeding!" Zhao Lingling looked at the cut on her arm and felt it was a waste.

Her eyes darted around, and she spotted Qiqi burying her face in her brother's arms like an ostrich. She immediately went over and offered her injured arm to Qiqi's mouth:

"Qiqi, quick, lick it! You know, this is good stuff, we can't waste it!"

Qiqi lifted her head from her little head, looked at the arm that exuded an enticing aroma, then touched her round little belly, and a rare look of distress appeared on her face:

"But Qiqi is full."

Seeing that Qiqi was really in a difficult position, she turned her gaze to Ji Zuodao, who was standing next to her, his face red and neck thick, desperately trying to resist the fragrance.

"Got it! Give it to Brother Ji!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Lingling flipped her wrist, and with lightning speed, her blood-covered arm was shoved directly into Ji Zuodao's slightly open mouth, who was caught off guard!

"Huh?!!"

Ji Zuodao was fully focused on fighting his instincts when something with a strange, sweet scent and warm liquid was suddenly shoved into his mouth. He instinctively...

He curled his tongue and licked it.

Just one bite.

"Uh...ah..."

Ji Zuodao trembled violently, his eyes widened suddenly, his pupils became somewhat unfocused, and he unconsciously uttered some indistinct syllables.

He felt as if his soul was about to float away, light and warm, so good that his scalp tingled, so high that he couldn't think straight!

Then, his head tilted to the side, his eyes rolled back, and his body went limp and he fell backward.

He fell right into the arms of Su Xiaoxiao, who had been watching him closely.

Su Xiaoxiao: "???"

She frantically caught the unconscious Ji Zuodao, looking completely bewildered.

"What...what's going on?"

"Let me see." The Supreme Elder of Medicine Immortal Valley strolled over and smiled as he placed his hand on Ji Zuodao's wrist.

Three breaths later.

The old man's smile froze.

He blinked, wondering if he was really drunk. He tightened his fingers slightly and examined himself carefully again.

Then, he gasped, abruptly pulled his hand back, and looked at Ji Zuodao, who had fainted in Su Xiaoxiao's arms and was unconscious, with eyes that looked like he had seen a ghost.

"All 720 acupoints are open?! All meridians are unblocked?! Is this even human?!"

The old man swore; he simply couldn't hold it in.

He'd lived for so many years, what kind of geniuses and prodigies hadn't he seen? But someone like Ji Zuodao...

He turned to Zhang Yucheng and Liu Zhou beside him, "Is this the standard you're using to recruit people for your 749 Bureau now? Are you trying to leave no room for other sects to survive? Huh?"

Zhang Yucheng smiled but remained silent.

"Elder, what's wrong with him?" Su Xiaoxiao asked anxiously.

"Oh, it's okay, don't worry."

The Supreme Elder snapped out of his daze, waved his hand, and said in a complicated tone, "This kid has a special physique. His efficiency in absorbing and refining spiritual energy is probably at least a hundred times that of an ordinary person."

"Zhao Yatou's medicinal spirit body can concentrate spiritual power a hundredfold. She just ate a lot of Golden-Winged Roc meat, and the spiritual power couldn't be digested, so it all accumulated in her body. Right now, the spiritual power and life essence contained in her blood are frighteningly high."

"Simply put, this kid got too excited by the spiritual energy and passed out. He'll be fine after a nap."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Su Xiaoxiao looked down at Ji Zuodao, who was quietly in her arms with his eyes closed, his cheeks flushed an abnormal red, and who seemed completely unguarded and even a little adorable and pitiful. Her charming fox eyes suddenly lit up.

It was incredibly bright, as if tiny stars were jumping around inside, and it also had an abnormal red glow.

opportunity!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Su Xiaoxiao's heart started pounding uncontrollably.

This little rascal's cultivation level is ridiculously high. Trying to force him? No way.

Drugging him? Haha, with his constitution, what drug could possibly knock him out? He'd probably be soaking in a hot spring even if you put him in a medicinal bath.

But now! He's unconscious! Completely powerless to resist! Soft and helpless, at their mercy!

If not now, when?!

Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm and considerate:

"Um...it's too crowded and noisy here. Let me take him to a quiet place to rest and help him channel his spiritual energy..."

As she spoke, she exerted a little force in her arm, intending to help Ji Zuodao up and take him away.

"etc."

A slender, delicate hand gently pressed on Su Xiaoxiao's arm.

Tu Shan Yunyun had arrived before us without us noticing. She still maintained her dignified and elegant demeanor, but the smile on her face looked somewhat forced and insincere.

"Sister Su must be tired after running around all day. Let me do this kind of rough work of taking care of people. My Tushan lineage knows a little about the channeling of spiritual energy."

The other fox spirits who had been observing and glancing around now realized what was happening.

They're all ancient foxes, who are they trying to impress with in this ghost story?!

It's like a piece of Tang Monk's flesh, completely unsuspecting and exuding a wonderful aroma, right in front of you. Who wouldn't want to take a bite?

No, it means take a few more bites!

"Let me do it. I'm good at pushing the uterus and transferring blood!"

"I know acupuncture! No, no, I mean spiritual needle therapy!"

"I recently learned a new massage technique that specifically treats blocked spiritual energy!"

For a time, the air was filled with the chirping of orioles and the gentle breeze carrying fragrance.

A group of fox spirits, their eyes equally burning with desire, all swarmed around, their target clear—

Ji Zuo said.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at this group of clansmen who were instantly showing sisterly affection but actually harboring their own ulterior motives, and her pretty face turned cold.

I knew those little hussies were up to no good!

Without saying a word, she simply loosened her grip on her arm—

"Smack."

Ji Zuodao, who had just been carefully held in someone's arms, collapsed onto the grass.

Su Xiaoxiao patted non-existent dust off her hands, coldly surveyed the menacing foxes around her, and with a flick of her red lips, uttered eight words:

"The usual rules."

"Winner takes all, loser eats the dust!"

Before she finished speaking, her figure flashed out like a ghost, her slender fingers curled up, carrying a sharp gust of wind, and went straight for Tu Shan Yunyun's face!

"Afraid of you?!" Tu Shan Yunyun was prepared. She chuckled, her skirts fluttering, and met the attack with a palm strike without dodging or avoiding it!

"Sisters, let's go!"

In an instant, a group of fox spirits fought a dazzling and spectacular battle.

Nearby, a group of Qi cultivators and monsters did not stop them at all.

Instead, they all held bowls, meat, and wine, watching with great interest and amusement, almost as if they were betting on who would win.

Qiqi ignored the commotion over there and looked at Ji Zuodao, who was lying motionless on the grass and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

He looked down at his little jacket, which was tattered and covered in dust from the previous battle.

She thought for a moment, then silently took off her coat, carefully shook off the dust, and walked over to gently cover Ji Zuodao's stomach.

Yes, as Doggy said, a cold stomach can cause diarrhea...

The night is still long, the fire in the stove is burning brightly, the wine is flowing freely, and the meat is sizzling delicious.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating faces that were either weathered, young, ethereal, or ordinary, all bearing relaxed smiles.

In the distance, the city lights blaze; nearby, a campfire flickers in the wilderness.

At this moment, there are no distinctions of race or cultivation level; there are only gourmets sharing delicious food and enjoyment.

Sometimes, a peaceful and prosperous era, or harmonious coexistence, may not require too many grand narratives.

Being able to sit down together, enjoy a hot meal in peace, watch some entertainment, and not worry about being mistaken for food while eating—that's a wonderful life.

Perhaps this scene before us is a glimpse into the future that the empress envisioned.