Chapter 452: Transition

As she spoke, a faint purple glow emanated from her fingertips, and Zuan's chest wound visibly healed.

Zuan was startled. "What kind of magic is this?"

Yun Yuqing smiled, her lips pressed together. "You already know I'm from the Demon Race. Isn't it only natural that I'd know some magic?"

Zuan chuckled in amusement. "That's quite a unique explanation. But I don't quite understand. Your Demon Race has the Heavenly Demonic Eyes and this healing magic, so why did you lose the great war to the human race back then?"

Yun Yuqing sighed. "Although our races possess various wondrous talents, your human race has an extraordinary capacity for learning, coupled with an astonishing reproductive ability. With this dynamic, your human race grew stronger and stronger, and we naturally couldn't defeat you. But can we not discuss this right now?"

Seeing her resentful gaze, Zuan also felt that discussing such things at this moment was a bit of a mood-killer.

"What's going on with your body?" Yun Yuqing asked, suddenly curious. "It feels almost as hard as a dragon's."

Zuan replied, "Oh, you know about dragons too?"

Yun Yuqing was startled at first, then her face flushed crimson. "That's not what I meant! The Night Elf's deadly strike earlier only just managed to pierce your body. Now, as I'm healing you, I can also feel the immense resilience of your body; it's far beyond what an ordinary person could possess."

"I don't know either; maybe I'm just exceptionally gifted, haha," Zuan chuckled. He naturally didn't want to reveal information about the "Primordial Genesis Scripture." The "Phoenix Nirvana Scripture" alone had drawn so many people; if they also knew about the "Primordial Genesis Scripture," things would truly get out of hand.

"It's just the 'Phoenix Nirvana Scripture,' what's there to be secretive about?" Yun Yuqing rolled her eyes at him. As she spoke, she tried to get up, but his large hand pressed her back down.

She couldn't help but tremble all over. "W-what are you doing?"

"That's a question I should be asking you," Zuan said curiously. "Why are you getting up when you're perfectly fine?"

Yun Yuqing bit her lip tightly. "Of course, I need to deal with the body over there first. Having him here makes me extremely uncomfortable."

Not only that, but if they didn't handle this properly, the Embroidered Uniform Guards and Prince Liang would surely discover something amiss later.

"Oh, so that's it," Zuan chuckled sheepishly. "I thought you were going to leave, and I was feeling a bit reluctant."

Yun Yuqing's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't respond. She went directly to the Night Elf's body. With a wave of her hand, a purple glow spread over him, and he instantly vanished.

Seeing the bloodstains on the ground, she frowned slightly. Then she took out a porcelain bottle and poured its contents onto them, and soon the bloodstains were completely cleaned away.

Zuan watched from the side, secretly sighing in admiration. This woman was truly beautiful; even when disposing of a body, she did so with such grace. Especially now, loosely draped in her dress, the way her skirt fluttered created a truly exquisite and unparalleled picture of beauty.

"What are you looking at?" Yun Yuqing turned around, finding him staring intently at her. She instantly felt flustered and uneasy.

For some reason, even though this man was merely a prisoner and she was a high-ranking princess with far superior cultivation, she always felt as if he was in control whenever they were together.

Zuan stood up and walked towards her. "You are truly beautiful."

Feeling his heartfelt compliment, Yun Yuqing's lips curved slightly upward, clearly feeling a surge of delight. However, with him so close, there was an intimidating sense of pressure, making her instinctively want to step back.

But then a pair of large hands pulled her back.

"The other matters are taken care of," Zuan whispered into her ear. "We should continue."

His tone seemed to convey no intention of asking for her opinion; he simply picked her up again.

Yun Yuqing's mind was in a whirl. This man was completely different from Prince Wu; Prince Wu was usually gentle and considerate, while this man was forceful and domineering.

For some reason, smelling his strong, masculine scent, she didn't dislike it at all; instead, she felt a sense of anticipation.

But her feminine reserve still made her instinctively refuse. "I... I'll heal your wounds first."

"Just like before, you can heal; it won't conflict," Zuan said, and without further ado, he picked her up again.

Yun Yuqing's red lips parted slightly, her heart pounding. She could only keep reassuring herself, "All of this is to complete the mission."

After a while, Zuan saw that his wounds had completely healed. He reached out and held her hand. "Thank you for the healing, Princess."

"Thank you for saving my life," Yun Yuqing replied, her mood extremely complex. It was her first time seeing a man disregard his own life to save her.

Given Zuan's cultivation, the Night Elf assassin's sword strike just now would very likely have blown off half of his body. Yet, he still unhesitatingly stood in front of her.

For a moment, she didn't know how to face this man.

In the past, immersed in love, she would have believed her husband would sacrifice himself to save her in such a situation. But after the events of the past few days, she clearly understood that her husband valued himself most and would most likely not have blocked the sword for her.

Zuan carefully observed the beautiful woman close by, and seeing her luscious, vivid red lips, he couldn't resist kissing her again.

Noticing his movement, Yun Yuqing instinctively recoiled.

But this time, Zuan didn't give up. He leaned in again, having already sensed that her refusal wasn't very resolute.

Finally, their lips met.

Yun Yuqing was genuinely startled this time. She struggled desperately, trying to push the man off her with her hands.

Unfortunately, he was unmoved.

After a while, the strength in her hands dwindled. Eventually, her fingers intertwined completely with his, and gradually, she began to passionately return his kiss.

It was unclear how much time had passed. Zuan caressed the trembling beauty. "Princess, do you want to practice this 'Phoenix Nirvana Scripture' yourself?"

"No..." Yun Yuqing instinctively replied.

"That's good then," Zuan smiled. "Then I'll tell you the incantation."

Yun Yuqing sat up straight, her long, dark hair cascading down like a waterfall and making her skin appear even whiter. "This is your life-saving secret," she said. "Are you really giving it to me so easily?"

Only now did she recall that throughout the entire process, she had even forgotten to sense the flow of qi within his body.

However, from the beginning, even if she had tried to sense carefully, she probably wouldn't have found anything. It seemed the "Phoenix Nirvana Scripture" was indeed miraculous, vastly different from ordinary cultivation techniques.

"Anyway, I'm going to die," Zuan said with a smile. "And you've been so gentle with me; how could I let you down?" He then told her the incantation for the "Phoenix Nirvana Scripture."

Of course, he wasn't so blinded by lust as to lose his mind. The incantation was naturally modified. The other party had clearly come for Prince Wu, and he certainly wouldn't benefit those ambitious schemers.

After speaking, he also cautioned, "Princess, don't practice this technique; it's not suitable for women."