Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39: 39. Legend

Hua Linglong, in order to lure this wild man into drinking poison, deliberately brought him into her boudoir and dismissed everyone else to create an illusion of "I am also infatuated with you".

At that moment, the situation suddenly changed.

Clearly, she was the one who poisoned, yet the wild man across from her directly took out some unknown bottle and poured powder into her mouth.

Hua Linglong’s pretty face immediately tightened, she wanted to retreat swiftly and call for help outside.

However, just as she was about to move, that wild man ghostly appeared behind her, gently placed his palm on her celestial cover, and said, "Don’t move."

Knowing she couldn’t escape, Hua Linglong instead calmed down.

She took a deep breath, her snow-white broad sleeves fluttering, overlapping on her powerful thighs, and calmly praised, "Good scheme!

So you’re from the Solitary Bamboo Gang. Your real purpose is not to kill me, but to control me.

The tragic deaths of those three were just to pave the way for you to approach me and attack me, right?"

Song Yan:...

"Yes, yes, you are right."

Suddenly, Hua Linglong’s delicate eyebrows furrowed; she was born with a pure, clean, and pitiful appearance. Not possessing the fullness and ripeness of a beautiful woman, nor the youthful exuberance of a little girl, yet she had a certain charm similar to a "kept high-positioned green tea fox spirit."

Her hair, like clouds, with an ancient wooden hairpin, slanted inserted, her pure melon-seed face features were all exquisite, neck snow-white, dressed flawlessly, with no hint of seductive exposure. She sat quietly there, as though bringing a bit of Zen to the boudoir.

In Jianghu, no one knew her heart was ruthless, and certainly, no one knew she slaughtered the entire family of Cold Water Manor, who had long stayed away from worldly affairs, for the Blood-Burning Divine Water.

At that moment, the effect of "Fanatic Fans" seemed to be rapidly taking hold.

Hua Linglong also noticed the acceleration of her heartbeat, and springs of water began to ripple in her eyes. She mused briefly and said coldly, "Quite the excellent love drug, acts quickly.

Before long, I expect to completely lose consciousness.

Once I awaken, I should have lost myself to you.

However, I, Hua Linglong, am not an ordinary woman. Even if you take my body, you want to manipulate me, to control me, that’s impossible."

As she spoke, she gradually tightened her legs, creating some wrinkles in the snow-white skirt as if a valley nestled between two rounded hills.

She raised her pretty face, her cheeks blushed as if intoxicated, and even the toes within the embroidered shoes were tensely strained, showing she was exerting strength to resist.

Yet, though Hua Linglong was a "little BOSS level" presence in Jianghu, how could she withstand such a cultivator-configured drug?

In just a few breaths, she was utterly consumed, exhaling hot air from her throat, panting rapidly, "Darling, don’t wait... whatever you wish to do, I will help you, come, take this red pill from my maiden heart."

Song Yan bent over, picked her up horizontally, and threw her onto the bed.

Hua Linglong’s expression was already incredibly bewildered, her hips touched the soft bed, impatiently shed her embroidered shoes, her legs like long whips wanting to entwine the figure in front.

She was completely lost in reason, submerged in desire.

...

...

A long time passed...

Hua Linglong opened her eyes.

The bed was a mess, but... there was no mixed scent of a man, it was only her own mess.

In the silent room, the "wild man" was sitting at the table, drinking the chicken soup she previously stewed, the one laced with "Blood-Burning Divine Water".

The "wild man" was drinking while drawing in chilly breaths, yet his expression was joyful as if the soup contained "chili peppers".

Chili can be spicy, but those who enjoy it find it savory.

"Excellent craft." Song Yan "sizzled" as he inhaled the cool air.

Refining Profound Sixth Layer physique was immensely strong, such a poison that could kill ordinary martial artists was merely a "special flavor" for him.

Hua Linglong felt complex emotions, speechless, "You mean you didn’t know the soup was poisoned?

Then... who is controlling whom, between you and me now?"

"No one controls anyone." Song Yan said. "I just hope the young lady can temporarily be infatuated with me, sincerely towards me. Afterward, everything leaves no trace."

Upon hearing this, Hua Linglong felt even more complex, "You knew it was poisoned yet drank it? Are you mad?"

Song Yan replied, "I am a wild man, but also need a name. You took me as a sworn brother, gave me the name Hua Rong."

Hua Linglong bewilderedly said, "You’re not from the Solitary Bamboo Gang?"

"No."

"Then... you must be from the Flying Swallow Quick Sword Sect.

Haha, have you finally realized the culprit behind the scenes is me?"

"Ah... you’re rather capable." Song Yan was slightly surprised, yet denied, "No."

"Could it be you have a connection with Cold Water Manor." Hua Linglong showed contemplation, then sudden realization, "This can explain why you can easily recognize Blood-Burning Divine Water and dare to drink it because... you have the antidote.

And you gave me a love potion without touching me, simply because you loathe me from the bottom of your heart, you don’t want to touch a demoness who slaughtered Cold Water Manor.

But you hope through harsher means, to let me live in eternal pain, worse than death. My suffering will bring the greatest pleasure to your revenge.

Am I right?"

Song Yan was dumbfounded, but upon reflection, felt the other’s words surprisingly held some truth.

He couldn’t help but laugh, "This soup can stir Qi Blood, can cause sweating, that thing called Blood-Burning Divine Water?"

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