"..."
With Chen Mo’s experience, he naturally knew what was happening, but he didn’t expose it. He nodded in agreement and said, "The power of this Earth Fire Essence is indeed very strong. I’ll try to lower the temperature a bit more to avoid... ahem, sweating again."
An Mengni turned her head, her cheeks burning, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to hide in.
"This body is really not cooperating, getting so easily..."
"But luckily Chen Mo doesn’t know my identity yet, or else I would never be able to lift my head in front of him!"
Just as she was feeling flustered, a wave surged within her Divine Soul.
"What?"
"Do you think I embarrassed you?"
Feeling the emotions of the original owner, she retorted, "If it weren’t for me, could your condition have been cured so quickly? If you lose your life, what’s the use of keeping your integrity?"
The logic seemed somewhat reasonable, and the Divine Soul returned to calm again.
Chen Mo’s palm slowly rubbed her lower abdomen, the sensation that hadn’t yet dissipated began to resurface. An Mengni grabbed her dress and stuffed it into her mouth to prevent herself from making any strange noises.
As the Demon Clan’s leader, she had never been so embarrassed before.
Though she had the Dragon Clan bloodline and her physique was among the best, thinking of that fiery spear just now made her heart flutter with unease.
Isn’t it a bit overly exaggerated?
Will I be able to handle it when the time comes...
Chen Mo was unaware of her thoughts, continuing to dispel the Evil Qi intently.
Having previously treated Lin Jingzhu’s injuries, his technique was quite adept. Before long, the evil presence lingering in the abdomen was thoroughly dispelled.
Just as he was about to proceed to the next step, his motion suddenly halted.
He saw that the azure vein snaked upward, disappearing into the fullness, his vision obscured by the undergarment, leaving him unsure where to begin.
"Miss An, this..."
An Mengni knew what Chen Mo was thinking, and softly said, "It’s okay, keep going."
After all the embarrassment, she wasn’t afraid of another mishap.
Seeing he was still hesitant, An Mengni simply raised her hand to lift her underwear, her ears burning hot with embarrassment, saying, "This... this way it’s clearer, avoiding any mistakes in placement..."
Chen Mo: "..."
...
...
On the outskirts of the volcano.
"It’s been an hour already, why haven’t they come out? Could something have happened?" Sikong Zuiyue frowned and spoke, "No, I need to go check."
Zhu Shuang naturally couldn’t let anyone ruin the Demon Lord’s matter, quickly blocking her path and saying, "Since we haven’t received any news, let’s wait a bit longer. Perhaps it’s a critical moment of treatment, best not to rashly interrupt them."
Sikong Zuiyue’s eyes darkened slightly, scrutinizing the man in front of her.
Zhu Shuang felt slightly uncomfortable, as if a dangerous presence was watching her.
"I heard you’re a commander in Qing Province’s army, your superior should be Fang Qi, right?"
Sikong Zuiyue spoke coldly and abruptly, "As a state militia, you shouldn’t leave your post. Accompanying Miss An into the Secret Realm, did you get authorization from your superiors? Or did you act on your own, without reporting beforehand?"
?
The abrupt change in topic left Zhu Shuang stunned.
Unlike the Demon Lord, she hadn’t chosen to possess directly, but instead created a substitute resembling the Patrol Commander Zhu.
Lacking memories, she didn’t know much about the situation, and hadn’t expected Sikong Zuiyue to be so knowledgeable about the state’s affairs, leaving her momentarily speechless.
"Why aren’t you speaking?"
Seeing him falter, Sikong Zuiyue narrowed her eyes, preparing to press further when suddenly a gust of wind swept by, two figures flew out from the volcano, landing nearby.
With this sight, she chose not to pursue the matter further.
"Miss, you’re back, how did it go?" Zhu Shuang sighed in relief and asked.
An Mengni’s fingers clutched her skirt, her face still flushed with lingering blush, speaking softly, "Thanks to Mr. Chen, I’m basically recovered now."
Thinking of Chen Mo’s gentle, meticulous technique earlier, her legs threatened to become weak.
If not for her effort to restrain herself, she might have lost control again...
Sikong Zuiyue’s eyes glanced between the two, speaking blandly, "Mr. Chen, we’ve delayed enough, since the problem is resolved, can we move now?"
"Of course." Chen Mo nodded.


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