Chapter 96. No Exit Found
Zhan Ye’s body tensed again, but it wasn’t the resistance from before. It was a tremor mixed with pain and arousal.
His spiritual power became frenzied—on one hand instinctively repelling the red mist, and on the other, uncontrollably clinging to Su Tang’s spiritual threads for comfort. Low groans of combined pain and pleasure escaped his throat, enough to make anyone blush.
“That thing seems to be stimulating Zhan Ye’s nerves.”
An Se frowned.
Looking at the unstable values on the monitor shifting rapidly, An Se couldn’t help but form a hypothesis.
“This thing has strong control over a Sentinel’s emotions. It can affect their nerves. Zhan Ye is delirious right now; if he’s influenced by this mist, it’ll be easy for him to have a full breakout.”
Had the things in the Abyss evolved to this extent? Were they trying to attack the already restless and hard-to-stabilize spiritual domains of Sentinels, aiming to make them lose control directly so they could win without even fighting?
An Se fell into deep thought.
Su Tang felt it too. Within his body, Zhan Ye’s spiritual power was becoming scorching hot, desperately entangling her threads as if his life depended on it. Every wisp was tightly linked with hers. His body was incredibly hot, the bulge at his lower abdomen became even more obvious, and even his breathing was heavy with desire.
He unconsciously rubbed against her hand, as if begging for more comfort, while his spiritual power thrashed in agony from the red mist’s burns.
“With these fluctuations, even if those red objects can be purified, you can’t continue.”
“Then what? Should I just let that red mist plague his nerves and let him collapse completely?”
An Se was momentarily speechless. He had never seen a situation like this before. It couldn’t be purified, and in Zhan Ye’s current state, they couldn’t just shatter the thing directly. What was to be done?
Seeing the expression on Zhan Ye’s face grow more pained, Su Tang gritted her teeth and spoke.
“Whatever. I can’t just watch this mist continue to cause chaos in his body. Since I can’t purify them, I’ll force them into one place first. I’ll stop them from moving around and disturbing his nerves.”
An Se nodded slightly; for now, this was indeed the best method.
Zhan Ye’s spiritual power wrapped around hers even tighter, filled with blatant reliance and longing. Su Tang steeled her heart and shook off those spiritual powers, then pushed toward the clusters of red mist.
She split her spiritual threads into several paths, each closing in on the mist. As her threads brushed through his body, they brought a sense of pleasure, while the red mist tugged at his nerves, bringing violence. Two polar opposite sensations tore at him, making his moans sometimes painful and sometimes lingering. It was a heart-wrenching sound.
By the time the spiritual threads finally forced the red mist into one spot, Su Tang had nearly exhausted all her strength.
She quickly condensed her spiritual power to build a barrier, firmly trapping the red mist inside. The mist thrashed wildly within the barrier, but it was in vain; it couldn’t even raise a ripple.
A difficult whimper escaped Zhan Ye’s mouth. His body went limp, his forehead resting against Su Tang’s wrist. His scorching breath spilled over her skin, carrying a heavy scent of lust.
“Finally trapped…”
Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief, her fingertips trembling. This was incredibly delicate work—she couldn’t let a single wisp of mist escape, but she also had to ensure everything was wrapped up without giving them a chance to scatter.
“It won’t spread for now.”
Zhan Ye’s spiritual power still clung to hers, but it was no longer frenzied; it had become soft and dependent. It very tactfully avoided the barrier holding the mist and instead sought out her scattered threads to linger with, like a large, wounded dog seeking comfort.
His cheek also began to lightly rub against her wrist, his lips unconsciously kissing the skin there. His entire body had turned a shade of deep red—a clear sign of extreme blood circulation.
An Se stepped forward to check the monitor. The fluctuations in the red zone had finally stabilized.
“Though they’re trapped, I can feel that the permeability of this mist is very strong. I can’t keep reinforcing the barrier twenty-four hours a day. There will come a day when they leak out.”
“Since you can trap them, why not try forcing them out of Zhan Ye’s body directly?”
Su Tang gritted her teeth, mobilizing her remaining spiritual power to reinforce the barrier.
“But I can’t find an exit to let them out. Zhan Ye’s wounds have all healed. Where is there a hole to force them out of his body?”
Her spiritual power repeatedly scanned Zhan Ye’s meridians. Every inch was tightly closed. The scorching attribute of the red mist also made her afraid to force open a channel, fearing it would affect Zhan Ye’s hard-won stability.
Zhan Ye seemed to sense her anxiety. His spiritual power lightly brushed against her consciousness. His body unconsciously thrust upward, the bulge at his lower abdomen becoming more prominent beneath the fabric as a low, hoarse moan escaped his throat.
Su Tang’s face darkened. This thirsty bird… does he have any idea how serious his situation is? He’s still thinking about those two ounces of meat at a time like this.
An Se also saw Zhan Ye’s movement. His gaze fell on Zhan Ye’s lower abdomen, and a sudden glint appeared in his eyes. A meaningful smile curled on his lips.
“Who says we can’t find an exit? Perhaps you missed a spot.”
Su Tang was stunned.
“Where?”
An Se didn’t answer directly, but his gaze settled unceremoniously on that place. His tone was teasing.
“A male Sentinel’s reproductive meridian is far more resilient than an ordinary meridian. Moreover, the end is directly connected to the outside world. Choosing that place as the channel to force out the red mist is the simplest and fastest method.”
Su Tang’s face flushed red instantly, as if scalded by boiling water. She understood his meaning in a heartbeat.
“An Se!”
“Don’t be so quick to refuse. You know perfectly well that what I’m saying is true.”
An Se raised an eyebrow.
“This is the only safe channel to discharge the red mist. If you don’t want Zhan Ye to suffer any lingering side effects, you need to remember to wrap that mist tightly as it passes through. You can’t let a single bit leak, or if it burns that place… well, I doubt Zhan Ye would be very grateful to us when he wakes up.”
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Zhan Ye’s flushed face and obvious physiological reaction, and smirked.
“It’s actually quite a coincidence. In his current state, it’ll be very helpful for your next task.”
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