Chapter 15 The Southern Frontier Holy Son Obsessed with Gu Poison 15

Ripples spread across the lake, and the black python crawled on Xie Rong's snow-white skin, leaving red marks where its scales brushed against her.

It was even redder than when Lu Yi used his rough fingertips to rub it.

Lu Yi stared intently as he walked over, letting the lake water wash over his long legs. His arm muscles bulged as he grabbed a python that was baring its fangs and lunging at him, then slammed it violently onto the shore.

Then came the second, the third, and the fourth.

He quickly cleared away the eyesores of the beasts, leaving only that snow-white body in his dark eyes.

Without the python's support underwater, Xie Rong's body was about to sink into the water when Lu Yi pulled her into his arms again.

The lake water was very cold at night, but it was nowhere near as cold as Xie Rong's body temperature.

The yin and yang of heaven and earth are indispensable. Refining Gu is an extremely yin method, but feeding Gu worms requires pure yang blood.

Although Xie Rong was tall, he was different from the vigorous men in the valley. His yang essence was only enough for him to live. Once he was fed with Gu worms, his yang essence would be depleted, and he would be extremely afraid of the cold.

"Xie Rong?" Lu Yi called out in a deep voice.

After a few breaths, Xie Rong's eyes remained tightly closed.

Lu Yixin sank to the bottom of the valley.

The Gu King needs several times more Yang energy than other Gu worms. Xie Rong is the Gu King. Only by feeding Yang energy into Xie Rong's body and making him full can he wake up.

This yang energy... how do I feed it?

Surely we shouldn't feed them like that?

Lu Yi's face flushed red, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his palm, which was resting on Xie Rong's thigh, was surprisingly hot.

The flesh on my palm was getting colder and colder.

Lu Yi gazed at Xie Rong's calm face, lowered his head, and used his fingertips to lift the thin veil on Xie Rong's shoulder.

Their lips were just a hair's breadth away from touching when the person in their arms suddenly opened their eyes.

Their eyes met, and Lu Yi froze instantly.

"How did you know my name?" Xie Rong's pupils were unfocused as she looked at him, her voice very soft, as if she had woken up at some point.

Lu Yi was initially unaware of this, but Xie Rong was particularly domineering towards his possessions.

His name was sewn onto his clothes, engraved on his silver ornaments, and even arrogantly written on the edge of the bamboo house's door:

'Xie Rong's hut, any trespassers will die. '

"I..." Lu Yi was about to explain when the person in his arms fainted again. "Xie Rong?!"

The wicked demon, now in a state of delirium, is in his own hands and will offer no resistance whatsoever. What are you waiting for? Seize the opportunity to eliminate him!

Lu Yi closed his eyes.

Then she lowered her head and bit Xie Rong's lips fiercely, gradually losing herself in the sweetness of her lips.

The waist in his palm was slender and soft, no different from the one he had caressed countless times in his dreams.

Two hours later.

Lu Yi carried the person back to the bamboo house.

Perhaps it was because he had absorbed enough yang energy, Xie Rong gradually felt warm, and even his cheeks became rosy and healthy.

Lu Yi sat by the couch and waited for a while.

"How did I get here?" Xie Rong forced herself to sit up despite the pain, turning to look at him. "Where's my snake?"

“You were unconscious in the water just now, and your yang energy was depleted. I was afraid your life was in danger, so I had to drive away all the snake worms and feed you a lot of yang energy,” Lu Yi’s cheeks were burning, and he stiffened his neck, not daring to look at him. “Tonight is the first time I have fed someone yang energy. In the future, as long as you want, I will give you all my yang energy.”

"You chased away all my snake poison..." Xie Rong's brows twisted for a moment, and he laughed hysterically, "You chased it all away?"

“You can feed the snake venom anytime, your body—” Lu Yiwen tried to persuade him again, but was interrupted.

“I’ve been feeding him for seven days and six nights, and only one more night is needed for the poison to reach its full potential,” Xie Rong suddenly pounced on him, her eyelids red as if she had wept blood. She sat on him, her hands tightly gripping his neck, and murmured, “It’s all your fault…it’s all your fault…”

Lu Yi retorted angrily, "Is your Gu poison more important than your life?! You know you'll die if you keep feeding it to me!"

"What do you know!" Xie Rong felt a vague discomfort; the teeth marks on his wrist were still fresh, visible even when he looked down. But his eyes were filled with madness; he cared nothing for anything else, only intense hatred, wanting to tear the man to pieces. "You deserve to die! Go to hell!"

He has carefully nurtured it for eighteen years, waiting for this day, so that he can refine it into an extremely Yin Gu, which no one in the world can cure, and whose toxicity can be controlled by his will.

Everything's ruined, completely ruined!

Lu Yi experienced suffocation for the second time.

But before he could feel any pleasure, Xie Rong released him again, got up, and hurriedly searched the bamboo house barefoot. Finally, he found the leather whip he used to whip people in the wardrobe.

"Letting you die will make you feel better," Xie Rong walked back, staring at him with a gloomy expression. His lips were still swollen, and even the remaining masculine energy was sliding out, but he didn't care at all. With a flick of his long whip, the man's back was instantly torn open.

After thirty lashes, Lu Yi was already a bloody mess, gritting his teeth without making a sound, his forehead covered in sweat.

He knelt on the ground, panting heavily with his head down. The Gu worms in his meridians were activated by Xie Rong. He endured the pain silently, but Xie Rong grabbed his hair and forced him to tilt his head back.

That beautiful, delicate face was expressionless as she looked down at him. "From this day forward, you are the lowest of dogs in the Valley of Mystery."

...

Lu Yi was tied to the door of the bamboo house by Xie Rong.

A chain was around his neck, with the other end fastened to a pillar by the door.

To vent his anger, Xie Rong even prepared a dog bowl for him, and every time he ate, he would pour his leftover food into the dog bowl.

That night, the yang energy mingling in the lake seemed to be just a dream of his, and the other protagonist in the dream didn't care at all.

Snake Gu, snake Gu, Xie Rong's mind was filled with nothing but his Gu! Even their first time together, when he saved Xie Rong's life, meant nothing to him.

[Main character's pain level +1]

[Host, including the pain points accumulated over these past few nights, the protagonist's pain level has reached 85!]

Xie Rong stood in front of the bamboo gate, poured Lu Yi's leftovers, and kicked the dog bowl. Still not satisfied, he deliberately stroked Lu Yi's head and said, "Eat, my dog."

"Valley Master, today is the last day of sowing. Shall we go and inspect the fields?" Song Qingming stopped at the bottom of the bamboo house steps.

He glanced at the man whose head Xie Rong was patting, his eyes darkening slightly.

“Of course we’ll patrol,” Xie Rong said, taking off the dog leash and wrapping it around the man’s wrist a few times before pulling him close. He leaned down and whispered in the man’s ear, his voice cold and flat, “Today everyone will see how I humiliate you. You didn’t want to be a proper drug slave, so you had to provoke me. This is what you deserve.”

Enjoy your patrol today, my dog.