As the bottle cap was removed, a refreshing and invigorating fragrance wafted out.

Miyano's attention was completely occupied by her partner's talk of widowhood and remarriage.

Just imagining the scene of the fairy being embraced by another man made his eyes darken like an undercurrent, and he pinched the small porcelain bottle between his fingers and drank it down in one gulp.

The bottle slammed heavily onto the long table, and with a long arm outstretched, it pulled the person into its embrace.

He rested his chin on her shoulder, inhaling the fresh scent of shampoo in her hair, and gently closed his eyes.

"Whatever you say goes, just one thing: stop threatening to leave."

Held tightly in her arms, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his chest beneath her palms and the scalding heat of his breath on her neck and shoulders, Ruan Xianxian could fully sense his tension.

She was a little confused. "Miyano, you were only 15 years old ten years ago, right? I was eight, and you were 15. Did you like me back then?"

Otherwise, where would such a strong obsession come from?

She admits that she likes Miyano a little, and if he were the one she would spend her future with, it wouldn't be so unacceptable. But what about him?

A passionate love that has settled into a deep emotional state doesn't happen overnight, and it certainly wouldn't be like her, driven by lust at first sight. There's only one answer to that.

Round almond-shaped eyes widened, "You actually liked me when I was eight years old? You, you, are you a pervert?"

Cold sweat trickled down Miyano's sharply defined profile. He straightened up, his eyes filled with a possessive, obsessive desire. "There's something even more perverted. Want to see?"

Looking at the face so close to hers, Ruan Xianxian almost screamed.

Before her eyes, dark blue veins slowly crept up Miyano's face, a face that blended determination and handsomeness, starting with a beauty mark under his eye.

In the blink of an eye, black veins covered half of his face.

It made her features appear even more alluring, giving her a deadly sense of mystery.

"Hmm?" The toxin spread and dissolved rapidly. Miyano's will was already somewhat unclear, but she could still see her current appearance in her eyes.

His pupils contracted sharply, and he suddenly stood up, causing the chair behind him to slam shut with a loud bang, but his hands firmly held the person in his arms.

Neither of them knew why this sudden change had occurred. Miyano endured the pain that suddenly spread, and her voice remained steady.

"The neurotoxin has taken effect, don't be afraid."

Zhao Li, who was eavesdropping outside the door, suddenly pushed the door open and gasped when he saw the spiderweb-like dark blue veins on the student's face.

Appearing before Miyano almost in the blink of an eye, he pressed two fingers together on several major acupoints around Miyano's body, causing Miyano to spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Black blood smeared across Ruan Xianxian's hair and spilled onto the long table, with a few drops even splashing onto her face. She rubbed the blood with her fingertips, her face expressionless, and then a sharp explosion rang out the next moment.

[System, what's going on? Isn't the spiritual spring supposed to be beneficial and harmless?]

"You brat, let go." Even though Miyano was already half-conscious, his two iron arms still held the girl's waist tightly, as if he would never let go.

Zhao Li was so angry that he slapped him.

Seeing the girl's pale face, he picked up the porcelain bottle on the table, held it to his nose, and sniffed it lightly. "Hiss! Such rich spiritual energy..."

As if realizing something, his voice came in sync with the system's, "Damn it, the spiritual energy has activated the toxins suppressed in Miyano's body."

[Now, the spiritual spring water is not an antidote; the toxins cannot be neutralized as quickly as the toxins spread.]

Ruan Xianxian's voice remained relatively calm: "[Purchase the antidote pills.]"

The little boy inside the space frowned, pacing anxiously. "That's possible. The spiritual spring water combined with a mid-level antidote pill can clear most of the toxins from his body."

But aren't you afraid the old man in front of you will be suspicious if you bring out so many good things?

Ruan Xianxian: [Nothing is more important than Gongye's life, hurry up.]

【Got it! Got it!】365 is truly playing both father and mother, always worrying about everything. 【You just gave him a low-level spiritual spring; now you need to give him a mid-level spiritual spring to completely cleanse his body and bones.】

Ruan Xianxian took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom again, pried open Gong Ye's mouth with a stern face, and poured the intermediate-grade spiritual spring water down his throat.

Starting with the basics was a systematic recommendation and based on her own experience.

The idea is to first regulate one's body so that one won't suffer during the bone marrow cleansing process. However, this approach is not practical for Miyano, who has been modified in the laboratory and whose body is filled with all sorts of toxins.

[Don't blame yourself, Xianxian. You didn't know his situation would get this bad.]

Ruan Xianxian pursed her lips, her eyes fixed on the changes in her partner.

Do you feel guilty? Not really.

Instead of wallowing in self-pity, it's better to take remedies as quickly as possible, and to be calmer than ever before.

Before Zhao Li could even utter a word of "wait," the little girl had already forcefully poured something down his student's throat.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths later, under the unblinking gaze of the old man and the young man, Miyano's pores began to expel black liquid.

Zhao Li took a sip and sniffed it, almost fainting from shock.

Take another look at the small porcelain bottle that Ruan Xianxian is holding tightly in her palm.

As more and more black toxins appeared on Miyano's body, the two looked at each other and took a step back in unison. Uh, this smell... let's not talk about it.

Whether the toxins were being eliminated or he was awakened by the fumes, Miyano sat up with one hand on the chair and moved to the old man's side at lightning speed.

"Teacher, what's wrong with me?"

"Something's off about your expression."

Why aren't you saying anything?

A wave of stench assaulted him, and even Zhao Li, with his strong will, could not bear it any longer. He covered his mouth, vomited, and fled in panic.

Miyano followed closely behind, "Teacher, teacher, wait for me."

Just as the old man and the young man were about to rush out of the conference room, Gong Ye, who was covered in black water, paused. He didn't turn around, but his voice was hoarse and firm.

"Wait for me to come back."

Ruan Xianxian blinked. What's going on?

She was also overwhelmed by the smell and slowly walked out of the conference room. The door next door opened, and Zhao Li poked his head out and waved to her.

"That kid went to the restroom. Come over here, let's talk over here."

In the spacious conference room next door, Ruan Xianxian and Zhao Li looked at each other, neither of them speaking first. In the end, Zhao Li couldn't hold back any longer and walked to the chair to sit down.

"Tell me, what are your thoughts? Should this ability be handed over?"

"Forget about handing it over." Ruan Xianxian also found a stool to sit on opposite her. "As you can see, I don't yet have the ability to protect myself."

Wealth is a powerful motivator; you can't expect everyone to be as accommodating as you are in not coveting my abilities.

"However..." Ruan Xianxian changed the subject, revealing that the intermediate-level spiritual spring was also unexpected. Originally, she planned to rely on the primary-level spiritual spring to slowly cure Gong Ye.

It doesn't require instant success; it's about having a magical power without being overly exaggerated, attracting attention without being coveted.

The effects of the intermediate-grade spiritual spring water are truly extraordinary. Now, Ruan Xianxian has found the most advantageous way out for herself.

"The potent life-giving elixir that Miyano takes later can only be condensed into one drop every year from a thousand-year-old tree, and it is only used on loved ones and close relatives."

However, the one-drop-per-month kind, if you consistently need it, you can exchange it with me using your resources and other means.