Battle Through the Heavens: Oh no, I've become the succubus Xiao Yan!

Then, he seemed to sense something; the Vulcan Body gave him a signal—a very subtle sensation. Nearby was a special constitution, containing an unusual energy. That energy was completely different from the flames of the Vulcan Body, yet the Vulcan Body could clearly perceive its presence, like hearing a discordant note in the quiet night.

Poison. The word popped into Xiao Yan's mind.

That person's constitution is inherently poisonous. Could it be Little Fairy Doctor?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan's heart started to beat faster.

Xiao Yan followed his senses and headed deeper into the valley. His purpose in coming to the Monster Beast Mountain Range was to find Little Fairy Doctor—before coming to the mountain range, he knew there was a white-haired girl with a naturally incurable poison body. Having read the original novel in his previous life, he knew of her existence better than anyone else. He had originally planned to visit Green Mountain Town later.

His Vulcan body's senses helped him pinpoint his location.

He had walked for less than fifteen minutes when he smelled the aroma of herbs, quite strong, much stronger than in other parts of the mountains. Not far away, he heard voices.

"Doctor! Doctor! He's dying!"

Xiao Yan pushed aside the bushes and saw several tents pitched in the clearing of the valley, a temporary camp for a small mercenary group. Seven or eight people were huddled in a circle, with one person lying in the middle—his face was purple, his lips were black, and his body was convulsing.

poisoned.

A girl in white was squatting in the crowd.

She looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with white hair that cascaded down her shoulders like moonlight, and skin so white it was almost translucent. She was inserting a silver needle into the acupoints of the poisoned person; her movements were quick, yet her hand was steady.

Xiao Yan stood behind the bushes, watching her.

Just as he had imagined—white hair, silver needles, and a cold, aloof demeanor. Yet, she was also different from what he had expected—she was thinner than he had anticipated, her pale wrists so slender they seemed as if they would snap at any moment, and her delicate waist was captivating.

Her rescue technique was highly professional; she applied acupuncture points, used medicinal powder externally, and administered herbal medicine internally, all in one smooth motion. The poisoned person's face changed from purple to blue, then from blue to white, and the convulsions gradually stopped.

"Your life is saved," the girl in white stood up and dusted off her skirt, "but you can't touch any poisonous things for three days, otherwise I can't save you either."

The mercenaries thanked her profusely, and one of them handed her a bag of gold coins. The girl took it, stuffed it into her pouch without even counting it.

"Little Fairy Doctor, you are truly our savior—"

"It was nothing, no trouble at all," she said casually, putting away the silver needles. "I'm leaving."

  

She turned to leave, and then she saw Xiao Yan.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Little Fairy Doctor's gaze lingered on Xiao Yan for a moment, a strange feeling stirring within her, like a longing. But her thoughts didn't last long before she quickly became wary. She subconsciously took a half-step back, her hands unconsciously tightening around her sleeves.

Xiao Yan emerged from behind the bushes.

He didn't speak immediately, but simply looked at her. His Vulcan Body's senses were never wrong—this white-haired girl was indeed the Calamity Poison Body. And according to the mercenaries' earlier words, she was Little Fairy Doctor. Although the poison within her wasn't yet strong, the Vulcan Body clearly sensed that subtle restlessness.

The old man's voice echoed in his mind, tinged with gossip: "Kid, you've got your eye on her? I think this girl is pretty good..."

"He is Little Fairy Doctor," Xiao Yan replied softly.

"Is he the Little Fairy Doctor you've been longing for? He's really something, Little Yanzi, keep it up, your master has high hopes for you."

"Master, please stop teasing me."

Then, Xiao Yan took a step forward. Little Fairy Doctor's hand had already touched the poison powder in her sleeve, and her eyes turned cold.

"Don't come any closer."

Xiao Yan stopped. He stretched out his hand, and a cluster of pale red flames emerged from his palm.

"I'm not here to cause trouble," he said. "I can help you."

Little Fairy Doctor instinctively tried to dodge, but when the cluster of flames approached her, the faintly restless poison within her body suddenly calmed down.

They were not suppressed, but appeased.

It was like a restless little animal suddenly hearing a familiar whisper.

Little Fairy Doctor was stunned.

The poison within her had always been there—not intense, but never truly still. Like a sleeping snake, the occasional turn of its body would send chills down her spine and numb her fingers. She had long since grown accustomed to this subtle discomfort, just as accustomed to breathing.

But at this moment, the snake fell completely silent for the first time.

"You...your fire..."

"My name is Xiao Yan, and I'm an alchemist who happened to be passing by." His tone was calm, neither flattering nor benevolent. "I can help you suppress your poisonous constitution."

Little Fairy Doctor looked at the flame in his palm, then looked at him.

Her eyes held many things—warning, doubt, and a sliver of disbelief and longing.

"...Really?" Little Fairy Doctor still couldn't believe it.

"Then let's give it a try."

Xiao Yan held the flame out to her. Little Fairy Doctor hesitated for a long time before finally extending a finger and gently touching the flame.

The flames did not harm her.

Little Fairy Doctor felt a warm, gentle power spread from her fingertips to her arms, then to her shoulders, and finally throughout her entire body. She felt as if she were soaking in a hot spring, warm and comfortable.

Little Fairy Doctor's eyes reddened.

She quickly turned her head away, not wanting Xiao Yan to see her expression. But she didn't retract her fingers; she couldn't bear to.

"Who... exactly are you?"

"A kind-hearted alchemist," Xiao Yan said, "who just happened to know a little about suppressing poisonous substances."

The old apothecary sighed from inside the ring, "This girl is probably not going to escape your grasp."

Xiao Yan looked at Little Fairy Doctor's profile, which she had turned away from, her white hair hanging over her shoulders, and the tips of her ears slightly red.

He recalled the pain in Little Fairy Doctor's heart and the regret of not being able to be together with her in the end when he read Battle Through the Heavens in his previous life. He thought of the Heavenly Poison Girl and then looked at the white-haired girl in front of him whose eyes were reddened by a cluster of flames.

A thought welled up in his mind. He wanted to reach out and turn her head back, to look at her reddened eyes, and tell her, "You're not alone anymore, and you won't be in pain anymore." But he didn't move. It would be too abrupt to do that on their first meeting, so Xiao Yan restrained himself.

He simply told himself: In this life, she won't have to bear it all alone anymore, and she won't have any regrets.