Chapter 445: Chapter 444 Turnaround
The Demoness is extremely poisonous.
She tormented Yang Fei in this manner for three whole days and nights.
Each time she increased the dose substantially, replenishing the poison every five hours without any further conversation with Yang Fei.
She had all the time in the world to compete with Yang Fei in terms of endurance, to see who would outlast the other.
When Immortal Yan pushed open the door and entered on the morning of the fourth day, Yang Fei couldn’t hold on any longer and said in a weak voice, "Can you give me a bath?"
"Pfft!"
Immortal Yan laughed triumphantly. Yang Fei couldn’t see her expression behind the screen, but he imagined the Demoness was quite pleased with herself at that moment.
Walking around the screen, Immortal Yan’s gaze fell on Yang Fei. Seeing his haggard appearance and empty gaze, and smelling the odor of sweat mixed with a strange scent coming off the bed, even she, notorious as a demoness, couldn’t help but flush with color.
Qianqian covered her nose with her delicate hand, while Immortal Yan looked at Yang Fei with a seductive glance and said, "Didn’t you say you were very capable? It’s only been a few days, and you’re already done for?"
Yang Fei was completely devoid of dignity.
A man should never admit defeat, but now he had to confess that he truly was at his limit.
Even iron men couldn’t withstand such torment for several days in a row.
If this continued, he would lose his life.
"I want to take a bath," Yang Fei said through gritted teeth.
Immortal Yan nodded with a smile, "Sure, I don’t want to talk to a stinking man either."
After she said that, she left the room.
Soon after, someone sent a Large Wooden Barrel into the room, followed by several others who continuously poured hot water into the barrel.
After those people left, Immortal Yan closed the door, approached the bed, and rapidly released the restraints on Yang Fei’s hands and feet, which had been sealed by the acupoints. She then stuffed an Elixir into Yang Fei’s mouth.
"I thought you were going to help me bathe myself," said Yang Fei as he felt sensation slowly returning to his hands and feet, and he couldn’t help but chuckle.
Immortal Yan was not angered, and she said with a teasing smile, "You’d better not try any tricks, or else I’ll make you suffer a thousand times, no, ten thousand times worse than the previous days."
Yang Fei gave a self-deprecating smile, "My True Yuan is completely depleted; now that only my limbs can move, what tricks could I possibly play?"
Immortal Yan said, "You should have cultivated strong Divine Soul Power, and your Primordial Spirit is capable of harming others."
Yang Fei shook his head.
Immortal Yan scoffed, "It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it. I think your Primordial Spirit is also damaged, and even if it recovers, I, Immortal Yan, have ways to counter it. Besides, even if you could escape from me, you won’t get out of Muyun City. Countless strong people are searching for you all over the world now."
Yang Fei had already thought through this during the past few days and said, "That’s right, so staying here with you is actually the safest."
As he spoke, he felt much of his strength had returned, his hands and feet were able to support his body to rise from bed, and he rolled off the bed in one smooth motion.
Whew!
How exhilarating.
It had been several days and nights on the bed, plagued by toxins, and he had suffered terribly.
Now, just walking a few steps on the ground like a normal person, he felt incredibly fortunate.
Upon reaching the barrel filled with steaming water, Yang Fei began to undress and walk toward it.
As he was about to remove his pants, he looked back at Immortal Yan, "Do you want to watch the live show?"
Immortal Yan snorted, "If you dare to strip, I will turn you into a eunuch."
Yang Fei didn’t dare.
A man absolutely must not lose that thing.
Immortal Yan was very pleased with Yang Fei’s reaction and walked out.
The moment she closed the door, Yang Fei said, "Change the water after a while."
Immortal Yan glanced at him, and by chance, her eyes landed right on the central spot.
There was a large patch.
Despite her bold and seductive nature, she couldn’t help but blush to the tips of her ears, and with an inward curse, she slammed the door shut.
The moment Yang Fei’s entire body submerged into the hot water, he couldn’t help but let out a comfortable moan.
It was as though the past many days of exhaustion and weariness were swept away.
The hot water penetrated through his skin and into his body, gradually bringing back sensation to his numb limbs.
Yang Fei closed his eyes, but his brows were tightly furrowed.
After finishing this bath, how should he deal with that Demoness?
If he didn’t cooperate, she would undoubtedly resort to even more vicious means against him.
But if he did cooperate, once she got what she wanted, whether he could even save his life was an unknown.
What to do?
After pondering for a moment, Yang Fei felt deeply troubled.
These past few days he had constantly been thinking about how to escape, but without any means to do so.
Not only was Immortal Yan herself very strong, but she was also adept at using poison.
The key issue was that he had completely lost his Cultivation, and even his Primordial Spirit was very weak and unable to recover.
In his current predicament, he had no strategies to deploy, no hope of fleeing.
He simply closed his eyes and entered the state of meditation as quickly as possible.
His only hope was to recover the power of his Primordial Spirit as soon as possible.
He just needed to catch Immortal Yan off guard, subdue her, then he could obtain the antidote. Once his True Yuan was restored, he might have a chance to escape the vast Hidden Sect World.
Just as he entered the state of meditation, a melodious sound of a zither came from outside.
The sound of the zither, melodious as if carrying a certain magic, penetrated into Yang Fei’s ears and instantly disrupted his state of mind.
Yang Fei immediately furrowed his brow, helplessly withdrawing from his state of meditation.
This demoness truly has no shortage of tactics.
Just to preclude him, she wouldn’t even let bathing pass undisturbed, using such acoustic waves to disturb his state of mind.
How ruthless.
After the time it took to finish a cup of tea using the Cultivation Technique, the zither music came to a sudden stop, and Immortal Yan’s voice came through, "Can we change the water now?"
Yang Fei snorted, "I’ll soak a bit longer."
"The bath will get cold if you soak any longer."
"I haven’t bathed for so many days, my body is rank; I need to soak longer to really clean through," "Aren’t you generous."
A tremor passed through Yang Fei’s heart.
This woman was getting angry.
For some reason, Yang Fei felt somewhat fearful of this woman. With a resigned sigh, he leaped out of the Large Wooden Barrel and wrapped a piece of clothing around his waist to cover his private parts.
"Are you done?" Immortal Yan asked.
Yang Fei was about to reply when his eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at his hands, then lowered his head to look at his feet.
Compared to before, weren’t his limbs feeling more agile?
That’s not right...
True Yuan was actually circulating on its own within his limbs.
He was slightly surprised before quickly calming down, quietly rotating the Taoist Cultivation Technique. Indeed, he discovered that his limbs had formed independent True Qi circulation pathways.
How is this possible?
Yang Fei was both shocked and delighted.
"Bang!"
At that moment, a muffled sound came through, as Immortal Yan, not waiting for Yang Fei’s reply, kicked the door open and entered.
Her eyes ablaze with a fierce light, she stared at Yang Fei, "Delaying is pointless. If you try to pull any tricks, I’ll make you wish you were dead."
Yang Fei had already suppressed the wandering True Qi in his limbs and discovered that this True Qi was actually stored within the acupoints of the limbs.
Acupoints could also store True Yuan, just like the Dantian.
Why hadn’t he discovered it before?
He was secretly overjoyed, but outwardly he remained composed as he looked at Immortal Yan, "Nothing of the sort, I was just thinking about finding some clean clothes to wear, but I didn’t see any, so I had to use dirty clothes to cover up for now."
Seeing that he was indeed wrapped in dirty clothes, Immortal Yan’s expression softened slightly, and she huffed, "Go hide behind the screen, I’ll have someone change the water for you."
"Remember to find some new clothes, yeah. I want white ones, that make me look handsome and dashing," Yang Fei called out as he walked behind the screen.
Immortal Yan’s mouth twitched.
You, a prisoner, still have so many demands?
Still, she didn’t argue with Yang Fei and soon someone came in to change the water.
When Yang Fei emerged from behind the screen again, he found a new set of clothes waiting for him.
They were cyan-grey.
This color and style, goddamn, why do they look like the garments of a servant?
Picking on me, huh?
Yang Fei felt irked inside, but he submerged his body into the hot water, comfortably closing his eyes.
Once again, the mind-disturbing zither music began to filter through.
Yang Fei’s lips curled up in a disdainful smile.
Do you think you can completely block my path to recovering my power like this? How naive, demoness!