Volume 3, Chapter 309 – I Don’t Want to Do This to You…

“Chi Muxue… how long do you plan to keep this act going?”

Chi Xiyan pressed down on Lu Zhuxin and said coldly, “Under Medical Immortal Valley’s silver needles, no toxin can hide itself. There is not a single trace of poison in your body.”

The girl pinned beneath her hands, however, gave no response to those words.

She only twisted unconsciously, her half-lidded eyes holding no focus at all.

Chi Xiyan’s brow furrowed. Had she made a mistake in her diagnosis?

Was Chi Muxue truly poisoned?

In truth, the moment Lu Zhuxin heard Chi Xiyan’s accusation, her heart lurched.

She nearly thought she had slipped up somewhere and given Chi Xiyan something to catch.

But after hearing the second half of what Chi Xiyan said, she realized the truth. This girl was simply too confident in her own medical skill.

Because she had found no trace of toxin in Lu Zhuxin’s body, she assumed there was none.

What Chi Xiyan did not know was that this was precisely what made the Bliss Demon Sect’s love drug so formidable.

Ordinary physicians and alchemists had no framework to understand its properties or mechanism. It left them with nothing to work from.

But Lu Zhuxin was genuinely poisoned. She had swallowed the Bliss Demon Drug herself, because she needed this performance to be convincing.

I went this far, and this girl still suspects me?

Did I not drink enough of it? Is the drug not potent enough?!

Lu Zhuxin was practically furious enough to spit blood.

If she were not currently playing the role of a poisoned patient, she would have leapt up and given this girl a firm smack.

But since Chi Xiyan seemed convinced there was no poison, then fine. Let her see exactly what the Bliss Demon Drug looked like in full bloom.

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Let her see whether she would truly stand by and watch without lifting a hand.

With that thought, Lu Zhuxin slowly released her hold on the drug’s suppression.

Outside of her Eighth Realm demon cultivation, this body of hers was frail beyond measure.

Without her demon energy holding it back, the Bliss Demon Drug erupted through her system in full force.

Lu Zhuxin could feel it. A heat too immense to put into words, laced with a bone-deep tingling that spread all the way through her, rising and rising without end.

Lu Zhuxin was a timid person by nature. She feared death, feared pain, feared trouble.

But when pushed into a corner, she was also someone who could harden her heart against herself.

She had once used her own body as bait to poison an Immortal Venerable. She could take poison herself and commit fully to the role.

Once the Bliss Demon Drug erupted fully inside her, Lu Zhuxin began to gasp, uncontrolled.

She forced her eyes open a crack, her gaze barely managing to find Chi Xiyan’s face and hold it.

Words tumbled out in a faint, muddled voice.

“Sister… is that you…”

“Did you come to save me…”

“It hurts so much…”

“Sister… please save me…”

“I’m begging you…”

Chi Xiyan’s brow was deeply furrowed.

She could see the changes in Lu Zhuxin plainly. Erratic breathing. A racing pulse. Flushed cheeks. A body temperature climbing steadily toward scorching.

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These were unmistakably the symptoms of a seduction toxin taking hold.

And yet, neither Medical Immortal Valley’s silver needles nor her own spiritual consciousness probing through Chi Muxue’s body had detected any sign of a toxin at work.

‘What is going on?’

‘Is Little Xue’er truly poisoned?’

‘But I cannot find where this toxin originates…’

Chi Xiyan’s mind was full of questions.

She had studied alchemy and taken on medicine as a secondary discipline. This was the first time she had ever encountered anything like this.

“Little Xue’er, wake up. Can you hear me?” Chi Xiyan lifted her hand from Lu Zhuxin’s shoulder.

She pressed her palm gently to the side of the girl’s face, testing the burning heat of her skin.

Lu Zhuxin felt the cool, soft touch against her cheek.

With the Bliss Demon Drug raging through her, her body was instinctively reaching for any comfort it could find.

Even so, this level of potency was nowhere near as overwhelming as the heat period of a fox demon in full heat.

Lu Zhuxin, watching the hesitation flicker across Chi Xiyan’s face, felt a mischievous impulse stir somewhere beneath the haze.

She tilted her head slightly, following instinct, and bit down lightly on Chi Xiyan’s finger.

Chi Xiyan’s entire body went rigid.

She had not expected Chi Muxue to do something like that without warning.

Sword cultivators wielded their blades with their hands. Their fingertips were exquisitely sensitive.

Even as only half a sword cultivator, Chi Xiyan was no exception.

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She felt it immediately. A warm, moist heat enveloped her finger.

The light pressure of teeth against the pad of her fingertip.

It was called biting, but with Chi Muxue’s strength, the sensation was no different from being held.

And that was not all. Once the girl had trapped Chi Xiyan’s fingertip between her teeth, a soft and wet sensation came curling slowly around it.

Chi Xiyan felt as though she had been struck by lightning.

That girl was using her small, slick tongue to gently wind around the tip of Chi Xiyan’s finger.

That moist and yielding sensation was unlike anything Chi Xiyan had ever felt before.

Chi Xiyan, who was always composed and unshakeable, found herself suddenly, thoroughly flustered.

She yanked her finger back in a panic.

“You! What are you doing?!”

Chi Xiyan demanded, staring at Lu Zhuxin.

She had always been particular about cleanliness, unable to tolerate even casual physical contact with others, let alone something this intimate.

But Chi Muxue, at this moment, was incapable of giving her any kind of answer.

Driven by the Bliss Demon Drug, she could only follow instinct, reaching blindly for closeness with another person.

With her face burning red, she pressed toward Chi Xiyan on pure impulse.

A flash of panic crossed Chi Xiyan’s eyes. She stepped back without thinking.

Lu Zhuxin missed her and fell forward onto the bed, gasping heavily, breath even more ragged than before. A fine sheen of sweat covered her forehead.

Chi Xiyan stood there, covering the finger that had just been held in that mouth, staring at the wretched, helpless figure on the bed. She felt completely at a loss.

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In all these years, this was the first time she had ever felt so utterly out of her depth. The first time she had lost her composure like this.

She had always been particular about cleanliness and disliked physical closeness with others. But when Chi Muxue had caught her finger in her teeth, what she had felt first was not disgust. It was shock, and then panic.

That soft, warm sensation had left something itching quietly inside her.

Chi Xiyan was afraid. She recoiled from it.

All of this had slipped beyond the reach of her control.

Right now, she felt like herself at ten years old, the moment she had first realized she was not the Chi family head’s biological daughter.

Back then, she had been nothing but a small girl who understood nothing.

Abandoned by the world. No one around her who truly loved her, or cared for her, or wanted to protect her.

All she had known was helplessness and unease.

“Muxue…” Chi Xiyan moved her dry, hoarse throat. “Muxue… please don’t do this…”

“Sister…” Lu Zhuxin lay face-down on the bed, forcing back the tide consuming her body, forcing her eyes to open just enough.

Her hands clawed unconsciously at the bedsheets, veins rising beneath her skin.

“Sister…”

“Please go…”

“I’m begging you…”

“You’re my sister…”

“I don’t want to do this to you…”