Chapter 150: Chapter 150

But how to survive is a question.

Fan Wubing didn't dare to conclude. He explored her body for a long time, making the little princess both nervous and embarrassed,

In Fan Wubing's perception, Fu Manman was indeed "alive," but she indeed had no heart, a characteristic of the heartless body as described by the senior martial sister. But what did she rely on to live?

Unwilling to believe so easily, he slightly revealed some of his own aura, and the moment it was exposed, a fierce oppression swept upon him.

"It hurts so much!" The scorching pain immediately made Fu Manman cry out.

Fan Wubing quickly retracted his aura. However, he had already found the position! Disguised blood energy, moving against the flow, crossed a barrier and reached the source of that oppression.

Then, he saw a strange bird with three legs, entirely golden, silently staring at him in the darkness.

That condescending gaze, the undeniable aura, the turbulent malice...

a Three-legged Golden Crow?

At this moment, part of the immortal energy flowing through her major and minor meridians converged into its body, and it released a continuous life force in return to Fu Manman. However, the life force it reciprocated evidently contained within it an inherent, supreme, and unique aura. It was precisely this unique aura that placed significant strain on Fu Manman's body.

Fan Wubing suddenly understood.

So this is what they referred to as fire poison.

So, the fact is that this Three-legged Golden Crow, from who knows where, was parasitizing inside Fu Manman's body, serving as a lifeline for her heartless body. Meanwhile, a part of her cultivation would be consumed by the Three-legged Golden Crow.

No wonder Fu Manman, despite surviving as a heartless body, doesn't have a particularly high cultivation level.

Thus, this so-called fire poison is instead something Fu Manman relies on for survival and absolutely must not be removed.

He withdrew his aura and furrowed his brows slightly.

Seeing his expression, Fu Manman became anxious, "Is it impossible?"

"Very unique. Manman, your situation is very special!"

Fan Wubing didn't know whether he should reveal the truth. It seemed even she was unaware of the Three-legged Golden Crow's existence. He wasn't sure if telling her would cause the Three-legged Golden Crow to leave her body to avoid being disturbed.

"So special that... the fire poison is actually not a poison but an essential part of your body."

"Not a poison? But it only makes me uncomfortable, and when I get emotional, it always interferes with my judgment."

"It's because you don't know how to control it."

"Then how to control it?"

Fan Wubing thought carefully, compiling all he had learned in his life, along with the senior martial sister's brilliant ideas, "Hmm... it's complex. I need to study it seriously. I'll try, I'll try to find a solution before we part ways."

Hope rose in Fu Manman's eyes.

Fan Wubing boarded a flying ship from Canglang Country, departing from the Eternal Immortal Sect, flying southeast towards the Spirit Marsh of Little South Continent.

The flying ship was not large, about four zhang long and two zhang wide, far less than the flying ships of the Eternal Immortal Sect, not to mention those of the Great Li Dynasty.

After all, Canglang Country was merely a vassal state under the Eternal Immortal Sect's jurisdiction, vastly inferior to self-contained top dynasties like the Great Li. To afford a flying ship of this size in an ordinary vassal state was already quite substantial.

Aside from Fu Manman and Fan Wubing, there were only about a dozen guards and Zuo Junliang, the Prime Minister of Canglang Country, on the flying ship.

These guards, though not Cultivators, had profound inner strength and could be considered Martial Dao experts.

Yet, as for Canglang Country's Prime Minister, Fan Wubing couldn't directly sense his aura's intensity... Either he was an ordinary person, he had mastered a way to restrain aura, or he was a highly cultivated Cultivator. If he were a Cultivator, his cultivation might not be inferior to the high-ranking elders of the Eternal Immortal Sect.

Zuo Junliang treated Fan Wubing well, not acting superior, and spoke with him quite a bit.

He asked many questions about his interactions with Fu Manman within the Eternal Immortal Sect.

This kind of concern made Fan Wubing feel somewhat like a matchmaking interaction. He could sense a special meaning behind it... Although he wanted to express that he didn't have strong intentions towards Fu Manman, he couldn't directly state it, especially since he was still getting a free ride, so he skillfully steered the conversation away from topics requiring affirmation.

The latter, being an old fox, as a national prime minister, noticed Fan Wubing's evasiveness. Meanwhile, he was quite surprised, not expecting that Fan Wubing, merely fifteen years old, could speak so flawlessly without causing offense.

The more firm this view, the more Zuo Junliang's thoughts increased. He had watched Fu Manman grow up and naturally cared about such matters.

In his heart, he calculated that Manman would soon turn fifteen and grow into a young lady, hence, more considerations should be made.

Fan Wubing didn't forget the current situation Fu Manman was facing.

But the Three-legged Golden Crow... such an entity, was really a bit too distant. For the moment, a solution couldn't be thought of. Currently, there is no substitute; they could only advocate for Fu Manman to coexist with the Three-legged Golden Crow, relying on each other.

Yet, the unique aura unintentionally released by the Three-legged Golden Crow indeed caused Fu Manman a significant burden, and moreover, the burden grew stronger with time. There will surely be a day when it becomes unbearable.

He tried to absorb the "fire poison" of the Three-legged Golden Crow with his "Tongue Desire." This was also why absorbing Fu Manman's blood added significant life force to him and she recovered very quickly after the blood was absorbed.

Somewhat embarrassed was the fact that.

Drinking Fu Manman's blood, for her, seemed not harmful but rather a very "comfortable" thing that alleviated the pain caused by the "fire poison" lingering in her body.

That night, after drinking some blood and relieving Fu Manman's pain, Fan Wubing felt even more guilty.

Initially, he had firmly said, "Never do this again in the future."

But now, not only had he done it, but he had done it many times, and even felt a bit addicted. Orıginal content can be found at novel✶fire.net

The lightness between Fu Manman's brows was apparent since the agony of the fire poison was alleviated, and moreover... the process of blood-drinking made her "heart" race quickly, with an indescribable joy inside. It seemed like something that couldn't be told to others, a "close relationship" unique to the two of them.

This seemed to be a win-win situation.

Fu Manman, the blood donor, wouldn't lose anything; after all, her life force also came from the Three-legged Golden Crow and would soon recover, alleviating the pain of the fire poison as well.

Fan Wubing, the blood-drinker, could help while also gaining some life force.

Fan Wubing felt a bit conflicted,

"Manman, I always feel this isn't quite right."

"Think about it. We both benefit from the blood drinking, right."

"Mhm, isn't that fine?"

"Don't you think this feels like... dual cultivation?"

Fu Manman froze. Dual cultivation? The word startled her. She had thought such things were far, far removed from her, almost impossible to touch in her lifetime, yet unexpectedly, it appeared so abruptly, even occurred, and during such a budding age.

Suddenly, it felt as if "the adult world" was overwhelming her.

In fear, she said, "This... this... Oh no, I actually did such a thing! And I'm not even of age yet. If Mother finds out, she'd break my legs! What to do, what to do!"

Fan Wubing stared at her blankly... Really, are you this innocent?

He comforted, "Manman, don't be afraid. This isn't real; we haven't reached that stage." Saying halfway, he realized it sounded like they would eventually reach that stage, corrected himself, "That kind of thing won't happen."

"Really?" Fu Manman asked, dumbfounded, looking at Fan Wubing without knowing what mood she was in.

Fan Wubing's face felt a bit hot, thinking to himself, what am I doing, sounding like I'm luring a naive girl into something! I shouldn't have mentioned that word.

He sighed, "Manman, don't overthink it."

"Can I still drink blood?" Fu Manman asked expectantly.

"Don't get addicted! It's a helpless measure for now but don't get addicted to it!"

Fu Manman lowered her head, "But, it's really comfortable."

"Alright, I will find another solution as soon as possible!"

Fu Manman thought, there wasn't a need to rush. She inexplicably didn't quite want this special period of special closeness to end so soon. But such words were too embarrassing to say.

Five days later, the flying ship arrived at Kuiyu City, where the Fan Family was located.

Fan Wubing originally intended to get off here immediately, but Zuo Junliang's various thoughts came into play, insisting on staying at the Fan Family for a day.

After many years, the flying ship of Canglang Country once again docked at the Fan Family.