He casually closed Han Tao's clothes, but then he was stumped by what he was about to do.
Seeing him stop moving, Han Zhengzhi's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
His finger stopped at the belt, and Fu Mingxu turned to look at him, his expression troubled: "Where's his dragon tail?"
In his haste, he only thought of the broken blood flower in the city lord's master bedroom and was busy stopping the bleeding, but he overlooked a major problem.
Han Tao was indeed unconscious, but the injuries he needed to treat were on the dragon's tail and reverse scale. However, what he saw in front of him now were two straight and slender legs under the robe, and his waist was also sealed by a belt.
He can't exactly take off his pants to check, can he?
Besides, how could he know the exact location of the wounds on the dragon's tail and reverse scale when the dragon transformed into human form?
If the dragon's tail corresponds to its legs, then the location of its reverse scale must be...
Thinking of this, Fu Mingxu's troubled expression became even more obvious.
Han Zhengzhi didn't understand what he meant. After a moment of hesitation, he replied, "The dragon's tail hasn't come out. Only when a dragon is severely injured can it uncontrollably reveal its dragon form."
Well, that's as good as saying nothing at all.
Smelling the increasingly strong scent of dragon's blood in the air, Fu Mingxu sighed and rubbed his forehead. He subconsciously licked his lips, his voice a little hoarse: "Can you smell anything?"
The scent of dragon's blood seemed etched into his very soul; it was damnably tempting!
"Fragrance?" Han Zhengzhi twitched his nostrils, sniffed hard for a few breaths, and honestly shook his head, "Aside from the smell of herbs, I didn't smell any fragrance."
It turned out that only he could smell it. Fu Mingxu had mixed feelings; he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
The situation reached a stalemate. He didn't want to do something as embarrassing as taking off someone else's pants, but the scent of dragon's blood kept wafting into his nostrils as he hesitated, like a tiny hook, making it hard for him to resist.
The scent of dragon blood spread even faster, indicating that Han Tao's wounds were bleeding continuously. Only when he saw a thick patch of blood soaking his lower abdomen did he hesitate any longer.
Once the reverse scale is severely damaged, it is difficult to recover. Therefore, Han Tao's injuries are unlikely to heal, let alone his cultivation.
This outcome went against his original intention of entering the city lord's mansion.
Han Zhengzhi thought he was lacking some fragrant medicinal herbs. Seeing him standing there motionless, he urged, "Tell me what kind of spiritual herbs you need, and I'll go to the storeroom to find them right now."
Fu Mingxu actually lacked nothing, but he still went along with him and said, "Go find the Frost Sprout and the Spirit Crane Branch quickly."
He seemed to have heard of those two before; perhaps they really were in the warehouse.
Han Zhengzhi silently made a note of it, then nodded: "Alright, the city lord is now in your hands."
Neither of them went to look for anyone else in the city lord's mansion, because they both knew that Han Tao's unconsciousness at night should not be known to more people.
The door opened and closed again, the raging wind and rain silencing all sound.
A gust of wind blew in, and Fu Mingxu shivered, but he couldn't care less, because he had to hurry.
He didn't waste time moving the other person. Looking at his tightly closed eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry."
Fu Mingxu quickly untied the other person's waist belt and threw it aside. About three inches below the loosened belt, he found the bleeding Reverse Scale.
He tried to keep his eyes straight ahead, tore off the petals of the Orchid Soul Flower that he hadn't yet refined, took a petal and rubbed it between his hands until the purple juice dripped from between his fingers, then he pressed the crushed petal onto his Reverse Scale with trembling hands.
The body, which had been unconscious, trembled as the flower liquid seeped into his flesh. Fu Mingxu thought he had woken up and was so frightened that he tightened his grip on him.
Unrefined Orchid Soul Flower has a powerful medicinal effect. It is the natural enemy of Blood-Breaking Flower. When refined into pills, it can not only heal the injuries of Dragon Soul, but also neutralize the damage caused by Blood-Breaking Flower, even when it is in its original form.
Han Tao trembled slightly and then fell silent. The pungent smell of the flower juice masked the fragrance of the dragon's blood, and Fu Mingxu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
While nervously watching for any new blood flowing from the inguinal lesion, he listened to the sounds outside. In his tense state, he didn't even notice Han Tao's eyes darting around under his eyelids.
It wasn't until the soft flesh beneath his hands turned hard that he was surprised to discover that Han Tao's dragon tail had appeared out of nowhere.
The dragon scales on the dragon's tail had regained some of their color, gleaming under the glow of the dragon's flames.
"It's so beautiful," Fu Mingxu murmured, following the direction of the dragon's tail.
What he didn't know was that the moment the dragon's tail appeared, Han Tao had already emerged from his unconscious state.
Even though the unrefined Orchid Soul Flower only has one-tenth the effect of the Yang Soul Pill, its medicinal power is enough to penetrate deep into the reverse scale and awaken the dragon soul in a few breaths.
When the fully formed human form is unconscious, his consciousness is as if it has sunk to the bottom of a thousand-foot sea and cannot escape. However, under the operation of the Dragon Soul, the appearance of the dragon tail serves as a protection, allowing his consciousness to remain clear.
This was a conclusion Han Tao had drawn, but he did not expect that as soon as his consciousness returned, he would see Fu Mingxu pressing a herb against his Achilles' heel.
Their clothes were loosened, their waistbands were thrown aside, and there were only the two of them in the room. It was obvious who had done it.
He tried hard not to notice the warm touch coming from his sensitive spot, and subtly enveloped Fu Mingxu with his divine sense.
His jade-like cheeks appeared even whiter than during the day, and even his long, slender eyelashes were damp with moisture. When he unconsciously bit his lip in his nervousness, the whites in his features became even whiter and the reds even more vibrant, making him exceptionally eye-catching.
His undershirt was already slightly damp, and his black hair fell down to his chest. When he turned his head to look at the dragon's tail, his neck was slender and long. In a few places, the slightly damp undershirt clung to his skin, revealing the faint curves of his body.
Outside, the wind and rain raged, but inside, it was dry and warm, which made Hantao feel a dry and itchy sensation in his throat.
As it roamed the heavens, the dragon's tail was praised for its magnificence and power, but none of those praises could compare to the chilling words revealed by Fu Mingxu's red lips.
Lust can cloud judgment.
For some reason, Han Tao remembered seeing this word before, and he recalled that he had scoffed at it at the time.
He watched as Fu Mingxu carefully wiped away the remaining flower juice with a cloth strip after the Reverse Scale stopped bleeding. Then, he twisted the cloth strip, and the flower juice that hadn't been absorbed was collected in the jade bottle.
"Don't waste it." Fu Mingxu smiled sheepishly, then poured the flower juice from the jade bottle down the dragon's tail and spread it evenly on the dragon's tail.
Han Tao: ...That's really not a waste.
After doing all this, he tucked the waistband back under his waist like a thief. He actually wanted to tie it up, but it was easy to take it apart but difficult to put it back together. He fiddled with it for a few times but couldn't get it to work.
"He'll be awake soon." Fu Mingxu watched as the purple flower juice was gradually absorbed by the dragon's tail, and noticing that Han Tao's fingers were trembling slightly, he quickly got up.
"I'm exhausted." He plopped down in the chair, looking like he had no bones.
Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, Han Tao, who was lying on the ground, slowly woke up.
As luck would have it, when Han Zhengzhi arrived with the Frost Sprout and the Spirit Crane Branch, he saw Fu Mingxu slumped in a chair, seemingly exhausted, with slightly damp hair and rosy lips, while he, the city lord, was silently fastening his waist seal.
Han Zhengzhi: Stunned! What happened to them while I was away?
Perhaps the shock in his eyes was too obvious, so Fu Mingxu coughed lightly, afraid that he would misunderstand, "I had no choice but to do it because of the circumstances."
Han Zhengzhi: Is it what I think?
"Huh? That's incredibly fast!" In his excitement, he blurted out, but quickly corrected himself after meeting his city lord's murderous glare, "I mean, your healing speed is amazing! I'm impressed!"
Fu Mingxu took it as a compliment and waved his hand modestly: "You flatter me. If you had brought the Frost Bud and Spirit Crane Branch earlier, I could have done it even faster."
Han Zhengzhi couldn't help but speak up again: "There's no need to be in such a hurry."
Seeing that he was questioning his abilities, Fu Mingxu stood up abruptly and said sternly, "If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself next time."
Once he finishes refining pills and making medicine, Han Tao's injuries will be completely healed, which will surely surprise him.
Suddenly remembering something, Han Zhengzhi's face flushed red, and he said in a panic, "I really don't know if it's fast or not..."
Seeing that the two were talking nonsense and their conversation was getting more and more absurd, Han Tao quickly adjusted his waist belt and coughed lightly: "He was talking about the speed at which healed my injuries."
Fu Mingxu nodded: "That's right, what else could it be but healing?"
Han Zhengzhi nodded: "Yes, he is indeed healing."
"I understand."
Fu Mingxu instinctively felt he had overlooked something, but the soaked undershirt was uncomfortable to wear, and all he wanted to do was change his clothes and get a good night's sleep.
Han Tao noticed that he trembled slightly, almost as if his hand was moving on its own accord, and flicked the wrist lightly.
The damp, cold feeling vanished instantly, leaving only dry warmth.
Fu Mingxu felt comfortable all over his body and looked in surprise at the golden flames dancing in his hand.
This is the dragon flame that dragons are born with, just like the limbs that humans are born with. Even dragons without cultivation can use it.
"That's wonderful," Fu Mingxu exclaimed sincerely.
Han Zhengzhi chuckled: "Don't be envious, you'll have it too someday."
Fu Mingxu was a little confused.
"I won't disturb your rest any longer." Han Tao suddenly spoke up, his light gaze immediately silencing Han Zhengzhi. He then said gently, "I will spare a wisp of dragon flame for you to use as a pill fire."
The dragon flame in the alchemy furnace was clearly superior to the pure golden dragon flame in his palm, and Fu Mingxu was tempted, but he couldn't accept it directly.
"This is the reward." Han Tao seemed to see his hesitation and said calmly, "As long as I don't die, this dragon flame will not be extinguished."
Having said that, Fu Mingxu had no reason to refuse any further. He casually accepted the Frost Sprout and the Spirit Crane Branch, his eyes practically beaming with joy: "Then thank you very much."
With him around, Han Tao will not only avoid becoming possessed by demons, but he will also survive. How could anyone not be excited to have a wisp of undying alchemical fire?
Fu Mingxu thought that he was probably not the only person in the world who had fallen for Long Yan.
A note from the author:
Han Tao: The grass on the graves of other people who covet Longyan is taller than yours! Thank you to all the little angels who voted for me or watered my plants with nutrient solution between 2022-03-01 11:34:48 and 2022-03-02 15:17:32!
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 14
The wind and rain continued all night, and the drizzle continued into the early morning.
Fu Mingxu actually dislikes rainy days. The house he lives in at the Fu family home is the most remote, and it has been neglected for a long time. If there is a storm, the roof will often leak.
When he was a child, other clansmen would help him repair things, but after Fu Shoude became the head of the family, things were not as good as before.
It is human nature to seek advantage and avoid harm. The new head of the family's attitude towards him was obvious, and the other people who depended on him also changed their attitude.
Some might wonder why the brothers who were once so warm and respectful to Fu Yangxue would treat his own son so poorly, but as Fu Yangxue's disappearance continued, the pursuit of resources and interests made it unnecessary for them to consider this issue.
It was on a clear morning after a torrential rain that Fu Yangxue bent down and solemnly told him, "Mingxu, I'm going to find your mother. We'll be back soon."
The confidence on his face made Fu Mingxu mistakenly believe that he would really come back soon, but as time went by, he realized that his father might never be able to come back.
He had considered going to look for it, but unfortunately he couldn't cultivate spiritual energy, so he could only wait quietly.
It wasn't until he kept experimenting with the various books left by his father that he discovered he could refine elixirs and make medicines; those obscure and difficult-to-understand explanations and principles of medicine became easy and simple in his eyes. By then, apart from going to the family hall to collect the meager resources from the clan, he stayed at home and rarely went out.
Actually, as long as he ignored those disdainful looks and his mind gradually calmed down, life wasn't difficult for him. In the end, he was also grateful that no one cared about him; otherwise, it would have been hard for others not to notice him fiddling with those medicinal herbs in the house.
It wasn't until later, when she went out to buy medicinal herbs, that she met Shen Ange by chance, and they became friends by chance. One of them refined pills and the other sold them. Perhaps because her pills were really good, she wanted more and more pills.