Chapter 56: Honey Wine Sequelae and the Immortal Lord's Death in the Morning
The aftereffects of honey wine and the morning of the immortal's death
The next morning, Jiang Xuelan woke up to an extremely strange feeling.
The first thing he felt was a warm breath, a faint scent of gunpowder and sunlight—definitely not the cold, icy smell of his snowy hut. Then, beneath his palm, he felt a warm, firm, smooth, and elastic touch, like... human skin? And as he unconsciously caressed it, the muscles beneath it instantly tensed, even trembling ever so slightly.
Jiang Xuelan suddenly opened his eyes.
The ice-blue pupils instantly encountered an unprecedented visual impact.
His face was facing Li Jiuyou's bare chest, which was just a few feet away. The scarlet-gold vine robe had been ripped open at some point, revealing his well-defined, muscular, wheat-colored chest muscles. And his hand, perfectly pressed against the man's left chest, right near his heart! He could even clearly feel the powerful, accelerating heartbeat beneath his palm!
With a "buzz" sound, Jiang Xuelan felt the blood rushing to the top of his head in an instant, and then receding from the top of his head in an instant, leaving behind a blank coldness and... burning ears!
He tried to pull his hand back as if struck by electricity, but found that one of his legs was still being heavily pressed down by Li Jiuyou. The two of them were entangled in an extremely intimate yet extremely awkward position in the not-so-spacious flower bud hammock, their noses almost touching.
At this moment, Li Jiuyou also woke up.
The red-gold eyes slowly focused with the confusion of just waking up. The first thing that caught his eye was Jiang Xuelan's handsome face close at hand, which was full of "shock" and "social death", then his wide-open collar, and... the hand on his chest that was cold but seemed to carry an electric current, belonging to Jiang Xuelan!
"Hold!!!"
A shocking roar caused the entire flower bud hammock to shake violently!
Li Jiuyou flinched as if burned by a branding iron, nearly falling off the hammock! He frantically gathered his clothes, his red-gold hair flying off the ceiling. His face looked as if he had seen a ghost. He pointed at Jiang Xuelan, his fingers trembling. "You... you... Ice Face! What the hell did you do to me?!"
Jiang Xuelan quickly sat up and straightened his perfectly undisturbed ice-blue vine robe. His face returned to its icy coldness, though a lingering blush lingered on his ears. He glanced at Li Jiuyou coldly, his tone as if remarking on the good weather today: "It's obvious that you've been drinking and losing your composure, and you've been pestering me."
"Bullshit! How could I possibly hug a piece of ice like you?!" Li Jiuyou was so angry that he jumped up and down, and subconsciously refuted, but a few vague fragments flashed through his mind - he seemed to be hugging something tightly because he felt "cool"... and it seemed to feel pretty good?
This thought made his scalp tingle, and he instantly exploded: "It must be you, a sinister villain from the Immortal Sect, who took advantage of my drunkenness to attack me!"
"Heh." Jiang Xuelan responded with a cold sneer, not wanting to argue with him, and rolled out of the hammock. However, as he turned around, his slightly hurried steps revealed that he was not as calm as he appeared.
Ache, Mangu and Xuanjia, who had already woken up, were squatting not far away, pretending to admire the glowing moss on the ground, but shrugging their shoulders.
Xuanjia covered his mouth with his tortoise claws and whispered to Mangu, "Record it! King Li woke up early this morning and accused the Immortal Lord of 'sneak attacking' his pectoral muscles! Suspected of drunken sexual assault? Tsk tsk, this development is even more exciting than I expected!"
Man Gu looked worried with a simple expression: "The king seems very angry...will there be a fight?"
Ah Che's face flushed red as he whispered, "But... Senior Brother's ears are red..."
The whispers here did not escape the ears of Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou. Their faces darkened at the same time.
At this moment, Qingluo came running over, "Everyone wake up! Grandma...ah, although Grandma is gone, the notes she left behind said that the Jianmu fragments need to be continuously nourished with pure wood spirit energy to maintain their vitality, otherwise they will be contaminated by the breath of decadence again!"
This sentence instantly diverted everyone's attention.
Jiang Xuelan looked at the Jianmu core fragment in Ache's hand, which still emitted a soft green light, and his expression became solemn. Indeed, the fragment's light seemed a little dimmer than last night.
"What should we do then?" Ache asked nervously, carefully holding up the fragments.
"The notes say it's best to find a place with extremely abundant life energy and uncontaminated for long-term cultivation." Qingluo tilted her head. "The Emerald Dream has just been purified, so the energy is still unstable... Hmm, Grandma mentioned a place called 'Life Cliff', which is the source of life for this forest. Perhaps we can try there?"
**A new target has emerged**.
However, before they could ask about the specific situation of Shengji Cliff, a slight but uncomfortable buzzing sound suddenly came from a distance.
I saw a few black insects that looked like hummingbirds but had blood-red compound eyes. They penetrated the barrier outside the Emerald Dream like ghosts, circled in the air for several times, and finally locked onto the direction of Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou!
"It's the 'Erosion Bee'!" Qingluo's face changed slightly. "They live by tracking fluctuations of spiritual energy and prefer to target powerful individuals... but they usually only appear in places with a strong aura of doom!"
Li Jiuyou waved his hand irritably and sent out a stream of demonic fire, burning the Soul-Eating Bees to ashes: "Where did these flies come from? They're making so much noise!"
Jiang Xuelan frowned. He sensed that the moment the Soul-Eating Bees appeared, something long dormant in his storage ring—the Immortal Sect's tracking talisman—flickered ever so faintly.
Almost at the same time, Li Jiuyou also touched an old scar on his lower back - it was left by the injury from the immortal sect's magic weapon many years ago, and at this moment, a subtle burning pain came from it.
The two looked at each other and saw the same vigilance in each other's eyes.
The brief peace was over.
**A new crisis**, like a shadow, is quietly approaching.
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