Chapter 348: Chapter 348: Divine Water
Yun Qinglan’s affection wrapped around Su Muyao like ocean waves.
At the moment their lips met, it was like a current passing through Su Muyao’s heart.
Su Muyao let out a soft moan, her toes curled up, and her fingertips unconsciously clenched Yun Qinglan’s brocade robe, creasing the brocade deeply like the ripples in her heart’s lake.
Yun Qinglan’s eyes grew darker, no longer satisfied with just kissing, he held Su Muyao and fell onto the nearby couch.
He held her tighter, and the air seemed to grow warmer.
Su Muyao’s breath became erratic, her soft moans were completely swallowed by Yun Qinglan’s lips.
Su Muyao’s ears gradually turned crimson...
The brushing of clothes, the entanglement of hair with fingers, it was unclear whose strands were caught on whose fingertips, only the warm heat between lips remained, alongside that indelible deep affection.
Su Muyao unintentionally tugged at Yun Qinglan’s garment, eliciting a low groan he couldn’t control.
Realizing something, Su Muyao’s expression changed, "You’re hurt!"
Yun Qinglan huskily replied, "It’s nothing."
Su Muyao pushed him away, sitting up at once, "You say it’s nothing."
If she hadn’t just embraced him and tugged at his garment, touching his wound, she wouldn’t have known he was injured at all.
When Yun Qinglan returned, he deliberately applied medicine to disguise the scent of blood, but he didn’t expect her to discover it nonetheless.
However, it was also his fault; he couldn’t control himself in the heat of the moment, nearly losing control of his restraint, leading to her finding out.
"You rest well first, I’ll go freshen up."
Yun Qinglan didn’t want Su Muyao to see his frightening scars.
But at this moment, Su Muyao wouldn’t let Yun Qinglan leave, she said firmly, "Don’t move."
Yun Qinglan instinctively obeyed her, sitting still and not daring to make a move.
Su Muyao reached out to take his hand and feel his pulse, "You were poisoned before, this poison is rather aggressive, making you unable to use your superpower for a short time."
"Why didn’t you tell me?"
Yun Qinglan sighed inwardly, "Don’t worry, the Great Witch helped to detoxify me, it’s not a big deal, I didn’t want to worry you."
Because he didn’t want to worry Su Muyao, Yun Qinglan didn’t say much.
The Xuanyuan Tribe has a long heritage, with their own clan’s Great Witch, who is also skilled in medicine, detoxifying him.
Su Muyao pulled open Yun Qinglan’s garment, seeing a wound near his heart that seemed to be cut by a thread.
"They actually poisoned you through the wound."
With that, Su Muyao used her Wood Element Ability to heal Yun Qinglan.
However, even after infusing so much Wood Element Ability, it still wasn’t working, Yun Qinglan’s wound wasn’t healing quickly.
"What’s going on?"
Yun Qinglan could only explain, "Among them is a Spider Beastman, who also has a Poison Element Ability. The silk released by that Spider Beastman is poisonous and extremely strange; it managed to break through the Self-defense Talisman and Protective Magical Artifact you gave me, directly cutting the wound. The Great Witch treated me, saying it would take at least five or six days to recover."
Hearing this, Su Muyao’s gaze darkened, "Spider Beastman?"
"There’s a Spider Beastman in the Bright Hall?"
"Are they a Steward or a Law Enforcement Disciple?"
If there’s a Spider Beastman in the Bright Hall, they are definitely part of an evil organization.
Su Muyao’s entire being was suddenly engulfed by a wave of killing intent.
Yun Qinglan explained, "It’s a Pharmacist. According to the information this time, the Bright Hall has nine strongholds and four Sub-Temples, with the largest person in charge of a stronghold being a Steward, followed by a Steward and then a Law Enforcement Disciple, with strict hierarchy."
"Just like our tribe has a witch doctor, their stronghold and Sub-Temples also have Pharmacists. This time, the Pharmacist at the stronghold was a formidable Poison Pharmacist, none other than that Spider Beastman."
"When we attacked this time, they weren’t guarded, so we caught them off guard and wiped them out."
"Originally wanted to capture some of them alive, but when they were losing, they self-destructed outright."
"That Poison Pharmacist had a strong Poison Element Ability, releasing a powerful poison fog before dying. Thankfully, we had the Antidote Talisman you gave and the Detoxification Pill you gave before, which everyone took in advance, so this time nothing happened, otherwise, we would have all been poisoned to death on the spot."
Earlier in the day, when Su Muyao returned, she saw Yun Qinglan nearly caught in the self-destruction’s power, immediately drawing some talismans for Yun Qinglan to use for self-defense.
Fortunately, the Antidote Talisman came in handy.
"Their strength is much stronger and more terrifying than we imagined."
"Among them are many Level 16 experts, and even a Protection Array. If a small stronghold is like this, what about the Sub-Temple or even the Main Hall?"
Moreover, they’ve colluded with a Spider Beastman, making Yun Qinglan’s expression grow heavier.
"These are two elixir bottles I brought back from the stronghold, containing some elixirs that might be useful to you, refined by that Spider Pharmacist."
"Everything else was destroyed by him."
Su Muyao’s expression flickered, "I can study it."
Maybe it could come in handy.
...
Time passed quickly, and a day later, the Xuanyuan Clan’s centennial sacrificial ceremony began.
On this day, even though the Xuanyuan Clan was heavily guarded, the Xuanyuan Tribe Beastmen all had brilliant smiles on their faces, and a bustling and lively atmosphere filled the air.
Everywhere in the tribe was decorated with red fabric, as if celebrating a grand festival.
They came before the Holy Tree to attend the sacrificial ceremony.
Yun Qinglan personally presided over it, with the Great Witch assisting by the side, and many Beastmen with faces painted in colors and wearing ancient attire danced ritual dances on the Sacrificial Altar, chanting ancient songs.
The ancient language they chanted was not a language of the present world, seemingly incomprehensible.
But as Su Muyao listened, her soul seemed to unsheath and leap into the sky, becoming boundlessly ethereal as if overlooking this land and the Xuanyuan Tribe’s Sacrificial Altar.
The sacrificial ceremony was very intricate, with the Xuanyuan Tribe’s Beastmen kneeling one by one to pay respects.
Finally, the stage where the Holy Tree’s leaves condensed the Divine Water was reached.
Chanting music halted, and Su Muyao returned to herself.
Yun Qinglan personally offered a cup of Divine Water to Su Muyao to drink.
Su Muyao took a sip and was taken aback.
She wondered if there was something wrong with her taste, but after taking a few more sips, it tasted the same.
Yun Qinglan didn’t notice Su Muyao’s anomaly as he continued to offer the Divine Water to the crowd and honored guests who came especially for the ceremony.
"System, why does it taste just like Spiritual Spring Water?"
The system detected it and said, "This seems to be Spiritual Spring Water."
Upon hearing this, Su Muyao was even more puzzled, "What’s going on? How can the Xuanyuan Clan’s Divine Water be Spiritual Spring Water?"
"It’s said that this Holy Tree has been alive for at least ten thousand years, how could the Divine Water from the Holy Tree be Spiritual Spring Water?"
"You’re my Space System, you should know what’s going on, right?"
The system explained, "I don’t know. From the time the host was born in the previous life, from when I became conscious, I’ve been bound to the host, as if I must follow the host. This Spiritual Spring Water also belongs to the host—everything else I don’t know now."
"Perhaps this Holy Tree has some connection with the host."
"Soon, the host and Yun Qinglan will worship heaven and earth, witnessing by the Heavenly Dao to become companions. Then, you can go and touch the Holy Tree to see if there’s any response."
While Su Muyao was still bewildered, she was led by Yun Qinglan to stand on the platform, Yun Qinglan publicly announcing their relationship.