Saying that is as embarrassing as telling him in front of him that you need to take care of your own sexual needs.
The moisture in my eyes condensed, and a drop clung to my eyelashes, about to fall.
Han Tao was taken aback, then belatedly realized the reason why he exuded such an alluring aura.
He stroked Fu Mingxu's hand, remained silent for a moment, then looked directly at him: "I have a way to help you..."
As if sensing his next words, Fu Mingxu immediately pulled his hand away, his face full of resistance: "No, you can't!"
Han Tao wasn't angry when he rejected her; she just looked down at him and said, "You'll have a hard time without anyone's help."
Fu Mingxu turned his head away, desperately suppressing the words that wanted to slip out, clearly indicating that his mind was made up.
“There’s a place that’s more suitable for you.” Han Tao composed himself, his jawline taut, and picked up Fu Mingxu. “I’ll take you there.”
Before Fu Mingxu could even speak, the sealed spirit had already vanished in an instant under the strangulation of the dragon energy, leaving only its original core.
He was right before; he didn't need to ask the spirit of the secret realm for help on how to get out.
Since this is the realm of dragons and phoenixes, he can naturally become the new master here.
He crushed the core of the spirit's origin, and the consciousness born from the Dragon and Phoenix Realm was ultimately returned to the secret realm itself.
The wind whistled past their ears as Fu Mingxu was held tightly in his arms. Countless beautiful mountain scenery swept past their feet. The surging demonic energy had long since disappeared, and the spiritual energy in the secret realm continued to circulate, nourishing everything here.
The palace had already completely collapsed when the two of them came out.
...
Beyond the Dragon and Phoenix Realm.
Yan Yun glanced at his senior brother and carefully said, "Senior brother, we've been out for several days now, but there's still no movement in this secret realm. Perhaps they left through another exit."
In the sky, the illusory image of the secret realm is still there, but the eaves under the heavy shadows of the mountains have disappeared.
The phenomenon of spiritual energy flowing back to its source came to an abrupt halt at a certain moment, leaving only the continuous reflection of the mountain range.
Even after the cultivators inside were inexplicably thrown out of the secret realm, some still tried to return.
Unfortunately, the secret realm that used to welcome all visitors is now closed to the public.
Over the course of several days, many of those who had emerged had gradually left. Some, however, remained, unwilling to give up, waiting in the same spot, hoping to witness the secret realm suddenly reappear.
Yan Yun wanted to return to the sect, but Li Chixue glanced up at the scene in the sky and remained motionless.
Just then, a group of disciples hurried down from the Medicine Sect, led by Fang Yan, who had a serious expression.
Not only that, several more sword lights descended from the horizon, clearly indicating that people from the Sword Sect had arrived.
After the two groups met, the two leading disciples stopped talking. Their expressions were not good. After exchanging words for a quarter of an hour, they rushed towards Li Chixue and the others.
"That's him!"
A disciple of the Medicine Sect pointed at Li Chixue and shouted, and Yan Yun had a bad feeling when she saw this.
A moment later, Li Chixue and his fellow disciples were surrounded by people.
"What do you want to do?" Yan Yun shouted, attracting the attention of the onlookers who all turned to look in their direction.
Li Chixue drew his longsword, a cold glint in his eyes. He looked at Fang Yan, who was at the head of the group, and said in a cold voice, "I don't know why I have offended your sect, that you would send such a large force."
He exuded a cold and aloof aura, his robes fluttering, and his back was straight when he held a long sword, comparable to a pine tree standing proudly in the snow and ice of a high mountain.
Some people were secretly wondering if someone with such an air of authority and wielding a sword could be a disciple of the Sword Sect. However, the Sword Sect and the Medicine Sect have always been on good terms, and seeing that no Sword Sect disciple came forward to protect him when he was being harassed by the Medicine Sect, he must not be a disciple of the Sword Sect.
Fang Yan hadn't expected that a swordsman from a small sect would have such a graceful demeanor, but that didn't affect what he was doing.
Under the probing gazes of many, he said to Li Chixue, "The scene that came before my sect leader's disciple Bai Lengxia's soul lamp shattered and his soul disappeared was Fellow Daoist Li's Absolute Snow Sword stuck in his dantian."
Yan Yun finally understood the meaning of this person's arrival. To be honest, their last sword strike was just a finishing blow.
But if the Medicine Sect insists on tracking them down, this would be blatant evidence of murder.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd erupted in an uproar. Those who didn't want to get involved in sect disputes quickly packed up and left, not even bothering to watch the commotion, for fear of being caught in the crossfire.
Li Chixue's expression remained unchanged, but she said, "Life and death are the responsibility of the individual in the secret realm. Does your Medicine Sect intend to change even the rules that are tacitly accepted by the Cangling Continent?"
As soon as he said that, Fang Yan saw many questioning looks coming his way.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you may not know this." He stopped and glanced at the crowd watching the spectacle. He said with certainty, "This secret realm is indeed closely related to my Medicine Sect. It was opened because of the Medicine Sect. It would not be wrong to say that it is the exclusive property of my Medicine Sect."
"In that case, the rules here shall naturally be set by my Medicine Sect."
"Fellow Daoist Li, please come with us."
Go with him? If you go with him, how can you possibly escape?
Yan Yun felt a surge of anger rising within her, almost to the point of pointing her finger at him and yelling, "Do you have any evidence? You think you can just say whatever you want? Or do you think that just because this secret realm appears above your Medicine Sect, it belongs to you? If that's the case, then when the sun is high in the sky above me, wouldn't it become my exclusive property?"
Although his words were rough, the reasoning was sound, and many people felt that what he said made sense.
"That's sophistry!" Fang Yan had come here on a mission from the Enforcement Hall, so he certainly wasn't here to argue about the ownership of the secret realm. His expression grew even more serious. "Fellow Daoist Li, do we really need to resort to force?"
The Medicine Sect disciples surrounding the city all took out their magical artifacts, and even the Sword Sect disciples on the side looked ready for battle.
Yan Yun gritted her teeth and glared at them angrily.
“I’m not going.” Li Chixue raised her sword, her gaze cold. “I’ll talk to you if you can beat me.”
Fang Yan had never seen anyone trample on the face of the Medicine Sect like this before, and he was immediately furious: "Fine! Then don't blame us for being impolite!"
The atmosphere between the two sides was extremely tense, and a battle of wits was about to break out.
Li Chixue stood there with her sword in hand, her eyes showing no fear whatsoever.
Just as Fang Yan was about to make his move, someone suddenly shouted, "The secret realm has disappeared!"
...
"Where are you taking me?" Fu Mingxu's cheeks were burning, and he had to continue to hold on to his clothes while high in the air. "Put me down."
No, this time his arousal is too intense, he can barely control himself.
The two were pressed very close together, and Fu Mingxu could hear the powerful beating of his chest. Looking up, Han Tao, gazing straight ahead, revealed his long, strong neck.
For a fleeting moment, he seemed to hear the sweet aroma surging through his arteries.
The instinctive hunger and the heightened state of sexual arousal amplified each other, and his image filled Han Tao's pale blue pupils, while his scent surrounded the tip of her nose.
It smells so good, I really want to take a bite.
Fu Mingxu swallowed hard, completely unaware of the other's tense body. Following his instincts, he climbed up the other's neck and whispered seductively, "I want to drink some of your blood, is that alright?"
"Just one bite," he shamelessly pleaded, earnestly expressing his need, "Just one bite will do."
Fu Mingxu spoke softly, yet every word seemed to have a hook, piercing the other person's heart.
Han Tao, high in the sky, stumbled and almost fell over.
He steadied himself, concealing the emotions in his golden eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Wait a moment."
He understood Fu Mingxu's dual desires at this moment; not only him, but he himself was also in great pain.
Does this mean they've agreed?
Fu Mingxu's face lit up with joy. He reached out and gently patted his cheek, exclaiming, "Little Longlong, you're the best!"
Upon understanding his meaning, Han Tao's face darkened, and he suddenly increased his flying speed, startling the person clinging to him even closer.
He soon discovered that his "punishment" not only did not fall on the other person, but instead made his back tense and his blood boil.
He really owed him something, Han Tao thought to himself, yet he was still happy to accept it.
The two finally arrived at a place shrouded in mist. Fu Mingxu looked at the rising steam on the ground and exclaimed in surprise, "A hot spring?"
Han Tao glanced at his hand, which was still clutching his clothes, and nodded: "That's right. This is the spiritual spring that the Dragon and Phoenix Clan used for their cubs. It contains a small amount of extremely mild chaotic energy."
"With the presence of dragon and phoenix aura, the influence of the demon bone chain will be minimized."
The Demon Bone Chain remained a hidden danger, and Han Tao decided that once they left the secret realm, they would stay at the Medicine Sect for one night to resolve the impact of the Demon Bone Chain.
When the suppressed period of heightened sexual desire erupted again, it came with overwhelming force. Fu Mingxu clung to Han Tao as if he had no bones, and was attracted by the sweet scent of flesh and blood on Han Tao's neck, so he couldn't help but bite it lightly twice.
The skin wasn't broken, but the sensation from the canine teeth was too obvious. Han Tao couldn't refuse any form or reason for his approach, so he simply carried him down to the hot spring.
His whole body was enveloped in warm water, his blue shirt was soaked and clung tightly to his body, outlining the unique, lean and handsome beauty of Fu Mingxu.
"It's so uncomfortable." Waves of heat surged through his blood. Fu Mingxu craved the sweet dragon blood, yet also wanted to relieve himself as he had done before.
Fortunately, he still retained a sliver of clarity, knowing that Han Tao was still by his side and that now was not the time to make a move.
Perhaps I should first calm myself down, and then take a sip of sweet dragon blood?
That's how he arranged it.
Fu Mingxu licked his lips, then opened his eyes. In the hazy mist, his black shirt was soaked, and looking down from the shoulder he was clinging to, one could even vaguely see the broad and strong lines beneath.
The two were standing very close together, and the water made a slight ripple sound as it flowed through the rare gaps.
The power of the Demon Bone Chain Ring's furnace was fully utilized on him, causing him to feel a slight longing for the person in front of him.
This idea was too dangerous. Fu Mingxu pushed the other person away and said, panting, "Go outside and wait for me. Don't come in."
Han Tao's golden eyes were deep. He shortened the distance that Fu Mingxu had managed to create, turned his neck to face him, and coaxed in his voice: "Don't want dragon blood anymore?"
Fu Mingxu stared at the neck placed in front of him. He knew that as long as he bit down hard, he could get the sweetness that his body needed most.
Greed began to overflow from his throat; his cheeks flushed, and his eyes were fixed on the flesh and blood at the neck.
A while later, while he was still caught in the throes of passion and hunger, Han Tao's voice came: "Since you don't want it, I'm leaving."
The duck that was about to be eaten was about to fly away; how could Fu Mingxu allow that?
Despite feeling weak all over, he somehow found the strength to grab Han Tao's collar and shove him backward, pushing him directly against the hot spring wall.
With a "rip," the other person's clothes finally gave way to the violence, revealing a chest with shallow, interlocking marks.
Han Tao felt a chill in his chest, and then Fu Mingxu pounced on him, grabbing his shoulders with both hands.
He leaned back, and the height difference between them became apparent, so his neck was naturally placed under the other's mouth.
"Um."
The moment the flesh was bitten through, a slight stinging sensation accompanied by the warmth of the licking sensation. Han Tao tilted his head back slightly, tightly gripping Fu Mingxu's lean waist and abdomen. His golden eyes gradually lost focus. As soon as the sweet dragon blood entered his mouth, his bodily functions were rapidly replenished. The bloodline belonging to the Zhuzhao clan slowly matured, and Fu Mingxu's azure pupils became even more intense.
At the same time, the period of heightened emotional sensitivity arrives like a surging sea.
The rapid onset of his sensitive period pulled Fu Mingxu back from his reverie. He withdrew his canines, stared at the teeth marks on the other's neck, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I inhaled a little too much."