"It's beautiful." He couldn't help but pat the dragon's tail lightly, feeling the coolness in his palm, and praised, "Although I've never seen any other dragon tails, I think this must be the most beautiful."
He was praising his tail.
Han Tao's face flushed instantly, his usually stern expression now showing only helplessness and tension.
Fu Mingxu had no idea what he was thinking. After praising the dragon tail, he said seriously, "Since you are ready, take a Heart-Cleansing and Desire-Severing Pill first."
What?
Han Tao's face stiffened, somewhat confused.
"Don't tell me you've forgotten the taste of Yunshilou." Fu Mingxu glanced at him and urged, "Hurry up and eat one."
It was also because of his carelessness last time that he never expected that his divine sense entering the dragon's soul would trigger such a chain reaction.
Han Tao fell silent again, holding his breath, finding it difficult to speak: "Can we not eat?"
Fu Mingxu's expression was resolute: "Of course not."
Han Tao resisted with silence, but Fu Mingxu remained unmoved, bending down to look at him: "If you don't eat, you can find someone else to do the rest. I won't help you anymore."
This was indeed a threat, but he was helpless. After a long while, his resistance failed, and he had no choice but to swallow the pill in frustration.
Fu Mingxu stared at his Adam's apple for a while, making sure he had really taken the pill, before smiling and saying, "Alright, let's begin now."
Han Tao nodded, his fingers clenching slightly on either side of his black shirt, his expression quite grave.
Fu Mingxu suppressed a laugh and began to divert his consciousness.
With the help of the Heart-Cleansing and Desire-Severing Pill, apart from the stiffness of the Hantao Dragon's tail, nothing else that worried him happened after his consciousness entered the Dragon Soul.
The matter of the Demon Source Pill went very smoothly. After Fu Mingxu withdrew his divine sense and chaotic energy, he put another Rejuvenation Pill into the other's mouth to make sure that the gentle medicinal effect was slowly repairing the other's dragon soul before he was completely relieved.
He took the "bowl" from the bedside, flicked his sleeves, and said in a low voice, "You absorb the effects of the medicine well, I'll go out first."
As he turned to leave, Han Tao finally couldn't help but ask, "What about my dragon tail..."
Fu Mingxu, holding the "bowl," turned to look at him, a few strands of hair falling near his lips: "Dragon tail? Let me take another look."
After saying that, he unceremoniously scanned the dragon's tail several times with his eyes, and even gently touched the reverse scale, his movements very practiced.
"Don't worry, your dragon tail hasn't been affected by the demonic seed," he assured him.
Han Tao: That's not what I meant.
The tingling sensation from being touched on the dragon's tail hadn't faded yet, and before Han Tao could react, Fu Mingxu, feeling completely relaxed and satisfied, left, leaving Han Tao alone on the bed, needing to "digest" the feeling.
He wanted to revert to human form and catch up, but instinctively felt that if he did so, Fu Mingxu would definitely be angry at him for not properly absorbing the effects of the medicine.
He didn't follow, but a wisp of dragon energy landed on the blue hair ribbon.
Back in the temporary alchemy room, Fu Mingxu scooped out the remaining two Demon Source Pills and put them into his storage bag along with the "bowl" made from the root of the Demon Life Flower. He first sent a message to Shen Ange, then left the room and headed towards the shop where the two had met before.
A gentle breeze caresses the face, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.
Fu Mingxu didn't encounter Manager Liu when he opened the courtyard gate this time, but he was stunned when he saw Immortal Lord Siyang and Qi Muyuan in front of him.
Qi Muyuan, carrying a sword, clicked his tongue when he saw him appear: "You two are really so lovey-dovey. My master and I have come here five times in the past two days and I haven't seen you leave the house."
His gaze fell behind Fu Mingxu, and then he asked, "Where is Han Tao?"
His gaze carried an indescribable emotion, making Fu Mingxu feel inexplicably uncomfortable, as if the other party had misunderstood something.
"Yes, he's resting inside." Fu Mingxu thought for a moment, then, noticing a cultivator passing by not far away, he swallowed the matter of the Demon Source Pill and simply changed his words, "He's exhausted a bit and is recuperating."
To endure the discomfort of the dragon soul being invaded by external forces while simultaneously guiding the demonic energy is a difficult task for anyone.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Immortal Lord Siyang suddenly coughed.
Qi Muyuan's expression became very strange. He looked Fu Mingxu up and down several times, and the words he wanted to say were swallowed back down.
For a moment, the expressions on the faces of the master and apprentice were truly fascinating.
Fu Mingxu, puzzled, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Qi Muyuan couldn't help but want to say something, but Si Yang Xianjun covered his mouth and dragged him away, not forgetting to send a telepathic message to Fu Mingxu, "It's alright, we'll come over after he's recovered."
Watching the two beams of light disappear into the distance, Fu Mingxu's doubts deepened.
However, he never forgot his promise to Shen Ange, treating their appearance as just a minor incident, and lifted his foot again after closing the courtyard gate.
When he arrived at Shen Ange's shop, Chang Hong had already activated the magic array and hung up a sign saying "Closed for the Day," waiting for his arrival.
Shen Ange waited anxiously at the door, and waved to him hurriedly when she saw him appear.
Having waited for so long, Fu Mingxu knew she was getting anxious. Upon entering the shop, he didn't keep her in suspense but immediately took out the Demon Source Pill and solemnly asked, "An Ge, are you sure?"
Shen Ange's gaze hadn't yet left the strange vessel containing the dark-colored pills. Hearing this, she paused for a moment, then understood the meaning behind his words and nodded without hesitation: "Of course!"
Whether it's for her parents' death or something else, she has to go to the Demon Realm.
Knowing that she wasn't impulsive, Fu Mingxu knew there was no need to persuade her further. "In that case, here's the Demon Source Pill for you."
After saying that, he gave her the "bowl" and the pills in his hand.
Shen Ange accepted it solemnly, a look of gratitude flashing across her beautiful face, and said emphatically, "Thank you."
"I'll go and give the pill to Ashu first."
Fu Mingxu nodded without asking any further questions.
After she left, Chang Hong sighed heavily, his tone quite helpless: "A-Shu has been in a coma for the past two days, which is why the young master has become a little anxious. Young Master Fu, I don't know if it was right or wrong of me not to stop her."
Knowing his worries, Fu Mingxu smiled and comforted him, "Uncle Chang, An Ge is not a child. She has the ability to distinguish right from wrong."
Shen Ange was more mature and composed than others since childhood, and her temperament was also more resilient. Moreover, the trip to the Demon Realm involved her parents, so Chang Hong had no reason to stop it.
The two remained silent for a moment. After delivering the medicine, Fu Mingxu let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if the heavy burden that had been weighing on his shoulders had finally been lifted. With his mind wandering, he conceived the idea of taking a good stroll through the market.
Besides, the absorption of the Demon Source Pill is not instantaneous, so there's nothing for him to do here.
Chang Hong noticed that he was bored there and spoke up at the right time: "Young Master Fu, if you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I'll keep watch here, so there won't be any problems."
“Okay.” The two had known each other for quite some time, and Fu Mingxu didn’t stand on ceremony. “If anything comes up, have An Ge send me a message.”
Since the two of them are still in the market, it's convenient for them to do whatever they want after receiving the message.
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Although the Tianxuan Sect is currently in a closed-door state, disciples are only allowed to leave the sect when absolutely necessary. Meanwhile, the patrol teams in the market have not decreased, maintaining order as before.
There was no need to worry about the demonic seed within Han Tao for the time being; the matter of the Demon Source Pill was considered settled. Fu Mingxu walked aimlessly through the streets, his steps becoming much lighter.
The market was bustling with people as always, but he wasn't in a hurry. He walked around, occasionally stopping to look at things, and before he knew it, he had bought a lot of trinkets.
Only then can one begin to experience the joy of strolling through the market.
After browsing around for a while, he suddenly remembered his earlier idea of buying a Buddhist robe, so he went into a clothing store with great interest.
Unfortunately, although there were many robes in the clothing store, most of them did not suit his taste.
However, not wanting to leave the store empty-handed, he reluctantly picked out two items for safety reasons. Just as he paid with spirit stones and was about to turn and leave, he caught a glimpse of gold in the display case.
“Bring that over here and let me see.” Fu Mingxu pointed to the spot he had just seen, a smile playing on his clear eyes. “It looks like a hairband.”
The shop owner, Yun Zimo, who greeted him, was initially confused, but then realized what was going on when he followed Yun Zimo's gaze.
“It is indeed a hairband.” Yun Zimo took out the gold hairband from the display case in the far corner and explained, “It’s just that the color of this hairband is too dazzling and does not match the clothing of the disciples of the surrounding sects. Moreover, because of the material it is made of, it is expensive and has always been ignored.”
Hearing this, Fu Mingxu became interested and reached out to take it, saying, "Let me see."
Yun Zimo naturally had no objection.
The gold headband feels cool and silky to the touch; the pure gold is dazzling under bright light, and the color is too flamboyant.
Fu Mingxu's slender white fingers traced the golden hue, but a pair of golden eyes appeared in his mind.
Yun Zimo glanced discreetly at the blue hair in his hair and spoke up at the opportune moment: "Immortal Master has excellent taste; it would certainly be suitable as a gift for your partner."
He added, "This headband suits Lord Han perfectly."
At the shop entrance where Fu Mingxu was facing away, Han Tao, who had just arrived, happened to hear this. He paused, subconsciously taking half a step towards the door to hide himself.
A note from the author:
Han Tao: My wife wants to secretly buy me a gift, I'm so excited...
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Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 60
This golden hairband had been sitting in the clothing store for so long that Yun Zimo once thought it would never sell and would eventually become the store's prized possession.
The reason is not only because of the color, but more importantly because its high price does not match its purpose.
Fu Mingxu watched for a full quarter of an hour before finally understanding why Yun Zimo was so eager to act yet hesitant to speak.
The headband was made of exquisite materials, but strangely, apart from its dazzling color, it had nothing that attracted the cultivators.
There are no attack or defense magic circles on it; to put it bluntly, it's just a hairband whose only function is to hold hair up.
I doubt any other cultivator would spend a fortune to buy this "good-looking but useless" headband.
“It’s fate that the immortal has taken a liking to this hairband.” Yun Zimo’s face showed a pained expression. “If you buy it, I will give you a 20% discount.”
Fu Mingxu glanced at his performance but didn't point it out. His slender white fingers hooked the hairband, the pure gold making his fingertips appear even whiter, like a sliver of bright moonlight.
"How many spirit stones?" He didn't answer directly, but politely inquired about the price.
“This hairband is made of the most expensive mermaid silk, and the gold color is refined from mica gold stone. I dare say that it is the only one of its kind in the entire Cangling Continent.” After saying this, Yun Zimo glanced at him and announced a number: “One hundred mid-grade spirit stones.”
So expensive?
Even though Fu Mingxu had anticipated this, he still didn't expect him to make such an outrageous demand.
How is this any different from robbery? For a moment, he felt that the gold color of the headband didn't seem so pure anymore.
Perhaps he should choose something else.
"Never mind," Fu Mingxu said calmly, putting the hairband back with a smile in his eyes. "Looks like I'm not meant to have this hairband."
Yun Zimo was taken aback when he heard this, clearly not expecting him to say no so easily.