Wild Dogs

As soon as this thought arose, Yang Fan immediately understood that the medicinal herbs on Qi Peilan's body could not be used to concoct a particularly potent poison. Moreover, Qi Peilan was also afraid of something going wrong, so after thinking it over, she added these two things: one to make Yang Fan lose his strength, and the other to make Yang Fan lose his mind.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but clench his fists. This woman was really ruthless.

However, they have now trapped themselves in their own web.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan walked over and gently lifted Qi Peilan's chin.

Qi Peilan held onto Yang Fan's hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Seeing the other person's fragrant breath, Yang Fan couldn't help but lick his lips.

He leaned down, the two of them only inches apart.

But at the crucial moment, Yang Fan managed to suppress this impulse.

No, who knows if this woman has other traps up her sleeve? What if she tries to trick him again?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan stepped back slightly.

More importantly, Yang Fan did not want to take advantage of someone's misfortune.

Immediately, Yang Fan opened Qi Peilan's storage bag, rummaged through it for a while, and found a red porcelain bottle. Then he took out an antidote pill and put it directly into Qi Peilan's mouth.

Yang Fan pulled his finger out, carefully wiped it, and continued to look at Qi Peilan.

After a while, as the antidote entered her stomach, Qi Peilan's eyes immediately regained their clarity.

She looked at Yang Fan with a complicated expression.

"Aren't you even a little bit tempted?"

With the taste of medicine still in her mouth, Qi Peilan sighed softly.

A strange look immediately appeared on Yang Fan's face.

"So you were faking it all just now?"

Qi Peilan nodded slightly, then spat out the residue of the antidote pill.

"Yes, nothing was tampered with in the elixir that day."

Qi Peilan always scoffed at the attempts of others to curry favor; there was nothing she could do about it, given how cheap and worthless those people's intentions were.

But Yang Fan was different. He was completely unmoved by her attempts to seduce him, which made her feel a deep sense of frustration. Could it be that I really have no charm?

As soon as this thought arose, Qi Peilan couldn't help but look up at Yang Fan.

At this moment, Yang Fan had already put a Heavenly Spirit Pill into his mouth.

Throughout the process, Yang Fan kept the antidote pill by his side at all times. If he found any problems with the pill, he would take the antidote pill immediately.

Fortunately, he had worried too much; there was nothing wrong with the Heavenly Elixir.

Moreover, after the pill entered his stomach, Yang Fan felt a surge of medicinal power flowing through his limbs and bones. This comfortable feeling made Yang Fan unable to help but throw his head back and let out a long roar.

"well!"

He clenched his fist, shouted "Good!" twice, and immediately began to refine the powerful medicinal force.

As the medicine circulated within his body, Yang Fan could feel the spiritual energy within his meridians constantly surging.

After several rounds, Yang Fan patiently absorbed the spiritual energy into his dantian until it was completely refined. Only then was Yang Fan overjoyed and stood up.

The effects of this Heavenly Spirit Pill are truly remarkable, far surpassing those of ordinary Qi Gathering Pills and Qi Refining Pills from before.

With this elixir, there is great potential to reach the mid-stage or even late-stage Foundation Establishment.

Upon realizing this, Yang Fan was overjoyed.

He stared intently at Qi Peilan, a sharp glint in his eyes, then waved his hand, summoning the talisman.

"How is it, young master? Is there any problem?" Qi Peilan eagerly expressed her goodwill to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan then looked down at her.

Then, Yang Fan slowly bent down and came to Qi Peilan's side.

Qi Peilan felt Yang Fan's powerful pressure and dared not look him in the eye for a moment. She obediently lowered her head to show her submission.

Seeing this, Yang Fan reached out and gently lifted Qi Peilan's chin, making her look at him.

The moment their eyes met, Yang Fan spoke to her in an unquestionable tone.

"If you want to live, then you'd better focus on refining elixirs properly from now on, and don't try any tricks."

"Believe me, if you dare to play any tricks, I will torture you in every way possible, making you wish you were dead."

As he spoke, Yang Fan leaned close to Qi Peilan's earlobe, gently bit it, and then burst into laughter.

He then tossed aside the trembling Qi Peilan and turned to walk deeper into the cave.

Phew, Qi Peilan's face turned bright red after Yang Fan bit her ear.

She lay trembling on the ground, her mind filled with a jumble of strange and chaotic thoughts, leaving her unsure of what to do.

At this moment, everything about her, her mind and her life, was in this person's hands.

But this feeling gave rise to a very strange thought in her mind.

Faced with such a powerful figure, she felt an extremely strong urge to completely submit to him.

No, Qi Peilan bit her tongue hard, trying to clear her mind from that emotion.

Qi Peilan, you are a proud daughter of heaven, how can you submit to such a stinky man?

"Just because you tell me not to do it doesn't mean I won't do it!" Qi Peilan gritted her teeth.

Then, she pretended to be docile and hurriedly spoke to Yang Fan.

"Rest assured, sir, rest assured, young master, I will definitely refine the elixir well."

Yang Fan looked at Qi Peilan with a half-smile, and gently beckoned with his finger.

"Really? But I still don't trust you."

Qi Peilan hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"It's true."

Before Qi Peilan could finish speaking, Yang Fan pointed downwards in a daze.

"Come here right now."

Looking at Yang Fan's oppressive expression, Qi Peilan felt a wave of fear and could only walk shakily toward him.

Yang Fan sneered.

"Come over on your stomach."

Yang Fan continued speaking from his superior position, as if he were a god who controlled everything.

Hearing Yang Fan's somewhat humiliating order, Qi Peilan was filled with shame and anger.

Her face flushed red as she glared angrily at Yang Fan.

But when she looked up and met Yang Fan's cold and ruthless eyes, she was immediately startled.

Out of fear, she slowly crawled to Yang Fan's feet, lying on the ground.

Yang Fan lifted her chin and said coldly to her.

"Remember this: until I let you go, you are not some sect's young lady."

"Here, you are my slave, do you understand?"

Upon hearing the humiliating word "slave," Qi Peilan was filled with extreme shame and anger.

Yet, amidst her shame and anger, a strange thought arose in her mind.

Yang Fan gave her a completely different feeling from those senior and junior brothers who only knew how to flatter her.