"Well... alright then." In order to get rid of the pain of the cold poison as soon as possible, Zhao Zixuan had no choice but to believe in Yuan Zhexian.

Her pretty face flushed instantly, and she slowly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing a perfect body to Yuan Zhexian—curvaceous, well-proportioned, and with skin as white as a baby's. Zhao Zixuan covered her chest with one hand and her lower body with the other. Yuan Zhexian immediately closed his eyes and then had Zhao Zixuan lie on the bed.

Zhao Zixuan lay on the bed, gazing at the closed-eyed Yuan Zhexian, her heart pounding rapidly, her entire body flushed slightly. Yuan Zhexian's perfect appearance, noble character, and powerful background were irresistible; it was impossible not to be moved. Yuan Zhexian then waved his hand, and an Extreme Yang Saint Pill appeared in the void. He said, "Ready to begin." With a flick of his finger, the Extreme Yang Saint Pill instantly entered Zhao Zixuan's body.

Then, Zhao Zixuan's body would occasionally emit a faint red light, accompanied by a painful groan. Seeing that everything was over, Yuan Zhexian went straight to the window, sat cross-legged, and waited for the extreme yang power of the Extreme Yang Holy Pill to clear the cold poison from Zhao Zixuan's body.

And so the night passed, and the next morning arrived!

The Lin family's eldest elder, the Lin family's disciples, and Huo Xing arrived at Yuan Zhexian's room early. Yuan Zhexian sensed that someone was coming, opened her eyes, and got up to open the door.

"Did you rest well last night, young master?" the Lin family elder asked as Yuan Zhexian opened the door.

"Very good. Thank you for your hospitality, Elder." Just as Yuan Zhexian finished speaking, Zhao Zixuan in the room had already woken up. The cold poison in her body had been completely cleared, and her cultivation was faintly about to break through to the Blood Transformation Realm. At this moment, she walked out of the room while stretching and tidying her clothes.

Whoosh... In an instant, everyone was stunned. In broad daylight, Zhao Zixuan actually walked out of Yuan Zhexian's room, and she even had a rosy complexion and was straightening her clothes. This made everyone speculate wildly.

You. You. You... At this moment, Huo Xing's eyes were bloodshot, and his fists were clenched tightly. The aura of the Blood Transformation Realm emanated from his body in an instant. Seeing his beloved walk out of another man's room, his heart was bleeding. He instantly flew into a rage and, without asking any questions, threw a punch at Yuan Zhexian.

Yuan Zhexian remained unmoved as Huo Xing threw a punch at him, his eyes filled with indifference.

How dare you!

Yuan Zifeng appeared in front of Huo Xing in an instant, blocking Huo Xing's fist with a finger. He then said, "How dare an ant be so insolent to the young master." Then, a golden light flashed from his finger, and Huo Xing was slammed heavily against the wall by the recoil of the golden light.

Huo Xing slowly stood up, clutching his chest; he was severely injured. He looked at Yuan Zifeng in disbelief. He could sense that Yuan Zifeng was strong, but he hadn't expected him to be this strong—a single finger had seriously injured him, a mere Blood Refining Realm cultivator.

He then roared at the sky, "Elder, help me kill them! I want them to suffer a fate worse than death!"