Xu Yuan saw it, but his expression did not change, and he continued to rotate his cultivation technique while watching.
After a silent few moments,
Xu Yuan suddenly asked with all seriousness,
"This Jing Xuelan's cultivation should be at the Great Grandmaster level, right?"
"Right."
Luo Xiran replied softly, while raising a hand and placing it on the exposed abdomen of Jing Xuelan.
The Black Death Mycelial Mat, transformed into gossamer, seeped through Jing Xuelan's wounds and into her body.
Upon this action, as the foreign substance entered her body, Xu Yuan saw Jing Xuelan, laying flat on the stone bed, appear to be stimulated, her fair skin turning rosy, her feet clenched tightly, and her slender waist arching like a crescent moon.
Subconsciously increasing the speed of the rotation of his cultivation technique, Xu Yuan continued to ask in a low voice,
"Even a Great Grandmaster cannot escape this kind of medicine?"
"Isn't there already an existing example?"
