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"Why does this guy drive so violently?"

Su Hao shook his head helplessly and took a taxi to Blue Night Charm Bar.

He pushed open the heavy glass door, and a wave of sweltering heat immediately hit him.

The bar was dimly lit, with blue beams of light slowly rotating on the ceiling, casting mesmerizing shadows.

Su Hao's gaze swept across the crowd, and he quickly found Shen Qingci in a booth in the corner.

She looked completely different today than usual.

The elegant young lady who used to wear a moon-white cheongsam and exuded a cool and aloof air was now dressed in a black tight-fitting short dress with a low neckline that revealed a large expanse of snow-white skin and delicate collarbones.

Her long hair was draped down, and her makeup was more glamorous than usual. Her eyeliner was drawn in a charming arc, and her lips were a bright red. She exuded a mature and alluring charm that was completely different from her usual self.

Su Hao walked to the booth and sat down opposite Shen Qingci.

"So, what do you want to tell me?"

Shen Qingci picked up the glass of red wine in front of her, swirled it gently, and looked at him through the rim of the glass.

"I thought you weren't coming."

"Why wouldn't I come?" Su Hao leaned back on the sofa, waved, and asked the waiter for a glass of water.

Shen Qingci looked at the glass of plain water in front of him and a cryptic smile appeared on her lips: "Coming to a bar to drink plain water, you're certainly different."

"Drinking leads to trouble," Su Hao said calmly.

"You didn't invite me here just to watch me drink, did you?"

Shen Qingci put down her wine glass, looked directly at him, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly asked, "Su Hao, are you a practitioner of ancient martial arts?"

Su Hao paused slightly, holding the water glass, and looked up at her: "Why do you ask that?"

"Because of Fairy Ye Qingcheng." Shen Qingci's eyes held a complex expression.

"According to my dad, the methods she used to save me back then were beyond what ordinary people could do. You are her junior brother, so you must be just as capable."

Su Hao put down his water glass and nodded: "I am a practitioner of ancient martial arts."

A glint flashed in Shen Qingci's eyes: "Can you prove it to me?"

Just as Su Hao was about to speak, an untimely voice suddenly interrupted.

"Hey beautiful, drinking alone must be so boring. Want me to have a couple of drinks with you?"

A drunk man in a floral shirt, reeking of alcohol, staggered over, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand. His eyes darted over Shen Qingci without restraint, his greed undisguised.

Shen Qingci frowned, said nothing, and just looked at Su Hao.

Su Hao didn't even look at the drunkard, he just flicked his finger.

An invisible burst of energy shot out and struck the drunkard precisely in the chest.

The burly man, who weighed a good 180 pounds, was struck as if by an invisible hammer. He flew backward, arcing through the air before crashing heavily onto the floor four or five meters away, shattering his wine glass on the ground.

"Damn it! Who hit my brother?" Several companions at the next table stood up abruptly upon seeing this and walked aggressively toward Su Hao.

Su Hao still didn't get up, he just raised his hand and waved it casually.

Those menacing-looking men were swept away as if by an invisible gust of wind, flying backward and crashing onto the drunkard like a human pyramid, their cries of pain filling the air.

The music in the bar suddenly stopped.

All eyes were on Su Hao's table, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

"A monster..." someone muttered, and the people around them retreated, moving away from the booth where Su Hao was.

Su Hao withdrew his hand, looked at Shen Qingci, and asked calmly, "Do you believe me now?"

A hint of shock flashed in Shen Qingci's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

She picked up her wine glass, downed the rest of the red wine in one gulp, then put it down and stood up: "I didn't see it clearly. Let me see it from another spot."

The two walked out of the bar.

Su Hao drove Shen Qingci's car, following her directions, all the way to the outskirts of Jinling City.

The car stopped at the edge of a grove of trees in the suburbs.

The moonlight was bright, the stars were sparse, and all around was quiet except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.

Su Hao got out of the car and walked to a thick sycamore tree.

This tree is at least several decades old, and its trunk is so thick that it takes more than one person to hug it.

He turned around and looked at Shen Qingci: "Look carefully."

Then, he raised his right hand, using it as a knife, and chopped down at the tree trunk in mid-air.

"Snap!"

A deep, muffled bang exploded in the night sky.

The sturdy sycamore tree, starting from the point where it was struck, developed cracks that spread rapidly. Then the entire tree crashed to the ground with a deafening roar, kicking up a cloud of dust and fallen leaves.

Shen Qingci stood beside the car, looking at the fallen giant tree, her pupils slightly contracting.

She finally confirmed it completely.

Su Hao is indeed a martial arts practitioner, and his strength is unfathomable.

"Do you believe me now?" Su Hao patted the sawdust off his hands and walked back to her.

Shen Qingci was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "My father told me that Fairy Ye Qingcheng saved me back then, but she only delayed my illness. The only person who could completely cure me is her junior brother, which is you."

She raised her head, looking directly at Su Hao: "I want to know, why won't I live past thirty? What's wrong with my body?"

Su Hao leaned against the car, gazing at the bright moon overhead, and slowly said, "You are of the Moon Frost Physique."

"The Frost Body?"

"Yes, this is a kind of innate constitution. It is naturally able to absorb the essence of the midnight moon and condense it into the cold frost of the moon within the body."

Su Hao explained slowly and deliberately: "This kind of constitution sounds wonderful, but it actually has a fatal flaw. Every year on the night of the full moon on the fifteenth of the lunar calendar, the Yin energy between heaven and earth reaches its peak. The cold energy of the moon frost in your body will surge wildly and uncontrollably, causing your meridians to feel as if they have been cut by ice, your limbs to become stiff and numb, and your chest to ache. In severe cases, you may even faint."

Shen Qingci listened quietly without refuting, because every word Su Hao said was exactly the same as her monthly experience.

"And the most fatal thing is," Su Hao turned to look at her.

"The pure Yin moonlight and cold Qi constantly erode your own original Qi and blood. Yin and cold overcome Yang. Women's innate Qi and blood are inherently weak, and your constitution cannot withstand the Yin cold Qi for long. Without the pure Yang dragon Qi of a true dragon body to neutralize and harmonize it year-round, your lifespan will be fixed at thirty years old."

Upon reaching thirty, all the meridians in his body freeze and shatter, leading to exhaustion of vital energy and death.

Shen Qingci's fingertips trembled slightly, but her expression remained calm: "Then... do you have a way to cure it?"

"Yes," Su Hao replied succinctly and confidently.

"What method?"

Su Hao remained silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "The Moon Frost Body and the True Dragon Body are two constitutions that are yin and yang in the world."

If the yin and yang energies harmonize, the pure yang dragon energy can neutralize the excess yin frost within the body. This not only breaks the lifespan barrier of thirty years, significantly extending lifespan, but also makes your own lunar frost energy gentler, no longer backfiring on you, but instead nourishing your body.

"To put it simply, your appearance will become more and more beautiful, your health will improve, and you may even be able to cultivate yourself using the moonlight."

After listening, Shen Qingci remained silent for a long time.

She leaned against the car door, her head down, her long hair obscuring her expression.

After a long while, Shen Qingci finally raised her head, her eyes filled with a resolute look: "I've made up my mind."

"Decid what?"

"I believe in you."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly took a step forward and reached out to hug Su Hao.

Su Hao's body stiffened slightly.

Shen Qingci's breath brushed gently against his ear, carrying a hint of red wine and her unique cool aura.

Her voice was low, carrying a softness that came from letting down all defenses: "From childhood to adulthood, I've carried all of this alone. The expectations of my family, the pressure from the art world, the physical pain... No one could help me, and no one could understand me. You are the first person I feel I can rely on."

"What do you want to do?" Su Hao asked back.

"think!"

"???"

Su Hao was silent for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? It will be too late to back out halfway! The True Dragon Body will not stop until its lust has been fully satisfied."

"I don't want to die."

Shen Qingci said bluntly, "If you can let me live, I don't mind these things."

As she spoke, she pushed Su Hao down into the passenger seat, straddled him, and her black miniskirt rolled up, revealing a section of her fair and slender thigh...