Chapter 325 - 221: You Call This a Reward?

Although Zou Feng had decided to only help Bai Chen expel a small portion of the toxins, he was still very particular about the location he chose.

Bai Chen’s entire body was riddled with various Mixed Poisons. The toxins had even seeped into his brain.

This was the reason he had just fallen into a coma.

Fortunately, his True Qi had a spiritual nature and could circulate on its own to some extent, which was the only thing temporarily protecting Bai Chen’s vital organs and preventing his immediate death.

Therefore, Zou Feng’s plan was to simply expel the toxins from Bai Chen’s head. As long as he could restore Bai Chen’s consciousness, it would basically be enough to help him get through this crisis.

Once the detoxification began, Zou Feng switched who was taking the hit.

He subbed in Yin Suhong to bear the burden.

The whole reason he’d been summoned by Su Qingyu to perform this detoxification was all thanks to Yin Suhong’s big mouth.

So, it was only right that she be made to endure some of the poison’s toxicity.

Even if Yin Suhong had some kind of reaction on the spot, it wouldn’t matter.

As a True Qi Realm expert, Yin Suhong had almost certainly just clashed head-on with the Celestial Essence Sword Sect’s Sword Cultivators.

So even if she suddenly had some abnormal reactions now, it wouldn’t be strange at all. It could all be explained away as a latent injury from the previous battle.

A moment later, a wisp of poisonous liquid mixed within the True Qi was drawn into Zou Feng’s palm.

Just that tiny bit, the moment it touched him, made Zou Feng feel as if every hair on his body was about to stand on end.

’Poison mixed into True Qi is truly something else.’

Zou Feng hurriedly began the Refinement process, but it didn’t go smoothly.

Although he didn’t have to worry about side effects and could focus solely on the Refinement, for Zou Feng at his current level, trying to refine a True Qi-based Mixed Poison with the strength of the Gang Qi Realm was still a bit of a stretch.

Fortunately, he could use trial and error, grinding it down bit by bit.

This forced grinding consumed a great deal of energy. Before long, beads of sweat the size of soybeans were trickling down Zou Feng’s forehead.

This meant he no longer had to pretend to be struggling.

Teng County grew nervous. She wanted to wipe the sweat from Zou Feng’s brow, but held back to avoid distracting him.

But while she could restrain herself, the same could not be said for Yin Suhong.

The entire side hall had been quiet, with everyone’s attention focused on Zou Feng and Bai Chen.

After all, the success or failure of the detoxification would likely decide the life or death of Biyou Palace’s Vice Palace Master.

Unexpectedly, in the midst of this solemn and tense atmosphere, a delicate cry suddenly, and most inappropriately, rang out.

"Ah—!"

Everyone turned around in confusion, their eyes all landing on Yin Suhong, who had let out the inexplicable cry.

At that moment, Yin Suhong herself looked completely baffled, having no idea what had just happened either.

Just now, a sudden, inexplicable stabbing pain had shot through her abdomen, as if she’d been viciously stabbed by something.

Caught off guard, the stabbing pain was enough to make even a Third Grade Martial Artist cry out.

Coupled with the fact that her voice was naturally magnetic and alluring, the cry sounded utterly suggestive.

A few of the more hot-blooded men present felt their bones turn to jelly just from hearing it.

"I... Perhaps I sustained an injury just now..." Yin Suhong could only offer this as an explanation.

The others couldn’t be bothered to ask further and returned their attention to Bai Chen’s condition.

"Ah!"

"Ooh, ooh, ooh..."

"Hiss—"

As Zou Feng’s Refinement of the toxins sped up, Yin Suhong’s cries naturally became more and more frequent.

Each cry sounded as if she were in the throes of passion.

"Master Yin, what do you think you’re doing!?"

Zhong Zhe, the Mountain Lord of Hundred-legged Ridge, could no longer stand it and snapped.

From a distance, Su Qingyu’s voice also dripped with displeasure. "Little Hong, if you’re that desperate to dual cultivate, you can go do it and come back later!"

Yin Suhong was mortified and hurriedly tried to defend herself. "No... it’s an injury. I didn’t notice it before. I must have sustained a serious internal injury."

Zhong Zhe interrupted with a sneer, "Is that so? You sound like you’re enjoying yourself. You’re so into it you’ve gone cross-eyed. You aren’t secretly playing with something, are you..."

As soon as he said that, most of the people present had the same suspicion and couldn’t help but look down below Yin Suhong’s waist, as if they really thought she was hiding something to play with.

"Zhong, you bas— Ooh, ooh, ooh—!"

Her mouth formed an ’O’, the pain made her go cross-eyed again, and her tongue lolled out.

Her expression was the very picture of depravity.

Of course, she wasn’t deliberately making a scene. It was a side effect of the transferred Mixed Poison. Besides the unbearable stabbing pain, it also came with an alternative sense of pleasure, a feeling of both pain and ecstasy.

After all, this was the Mixed Poison from Bai Chen’s body. For a Third Grade Poison Cultivator like Yin Suhong, the effects were already considered light.

At this point, Su Qingyu absolutely couldn’t watch anymore.

’She suspected that if this continued, Yin Suhong was going to turn into a human fountain on the spot. Biyou Palace is an Evil Sect, true, and her usual debauchery is one thing... but in the current situation, with the Vice Palace Master’s life hanging by a thread and liable to kick the bucket at any moment, you, the Valley Master of the Valley of Ten Thousand Snakes, decide to pull this kind of stunt!?’

"Get out!" Su Qingyu said in a low voice.

The Palace Master’s fury sent a jolt of fear through Yin Suhong. She hurriedly forced herself to drop the ahegao expression.

"Palace Master, it’s not... I really have a strange internal injury..."

"Then get out and nurse your injury!" Su Qingyu was already quite impatient.

Seeing this, Yin Suhong didn’t dare say another word. She could only obediently take her leave.

Just as Yin Suhong stepped out of the side hall, Zou Feng’s Refinement of the toxins happened to reach its most intense moment.

And so, from outside the side hall, Yin Suhong suddenly let out an even more high-pitched scream: "OOH OOH OOH—!"

Just from that sound, everyone judged that Yin Suhong had probably just made a mess of herself outside.

They should probably call a servant to go mop the floor...