Thirty years ago, the Wuxian of Nanjiang produced an absolutely enchanting beauty named Shi Ji, who was once the ultimate dream of all men on the continent. It was said that this woman’s beauty was sufficient to make stubborn stones bloom and bear fruit. When she came into the world, all flowers in Nanjiang bloomed in full splendor and ten thousand foxes came to pay homage. Her mother, the Green Field Saint, was the chief elder of the Wuxian tribe at that time, young and beautiful, praised by busybodies on the continent as one of the world’s ten great beauties. However, she died of jealousy upon seeing her own daughter for the first time. Though this rumor was merely the unfounded speculation of busybodies and not credible, it still showed Shi Ji’s absolutely divine beauty.
This woman was not only stunningly beautiful but also unparalleled in the world at poison insect arts. At age twelve, she single-handedly broke into the Poison God Fortress, the holy city of the Miao poison insect tribe – the Wuxian tribe’s hereditary enemy – located at Nanjiang’s edge. With her power alone, she poisoned the seventeen great elders of Poison God Fortress and successfully planted the Ten Thousand Gods Eye Poison Insects, thus beginning the Wuxian tribe’s five-year control over the Miao poison insect tribe. This only ended after the Miao poison insect tribe’s unprecedented genius Miao Zhuyi emerged, finally concluding their days as slaves. But by then, Shi Ji was no longer in this world. This also brought great difficulty to the ranking of Nanjiang’s Saint ranking list, because the two never had the chance to face each other, making it impossible to determine superiority. Thus the second and third positions on the Poison God ranking list remained vacant, with only Shangqiu Insect Granny firmly holding the first Poison Woman position.
Shi Ji’s emergence created a glorious period of nearly ten years when the Wuxian tribe dominated Nanjiang. But heaven envies beauty. At that time, the continent produced many outstanding talents, and in her same era was Hong Ye, the city lord of Wind Return City who triggered the four-nation chaos war. Hong Ye was stunningly beautiful in those days and together with Shi Ji became the continent’s twin lotus flowers – both were women of extraordinary skills and high authority. Unfortunately, both fell in love with Prince Canglun of the Yunliang clan in Xichuan. In the end, Hong Ye was made the Prince of Xichuan’s side consort. At the consort installation ceremony, Shi Ji came alone, breaking through eighteen layers of guard blockades. Upon seeing Prince Canglun, in an instant her beauty turned to white hair. With a long laugh, she returned alone to Nanjiang and died of melancholy.
But the moment she closed her eyes, Shi Ji Mountain in the back forest of the Wuxian tribe immediately collapsed, and four powder-carved jade-pecked baby girls cried out simultaneously as they were born. The Wuxian tribe revered Shi Ji like a god, believing these four baby girls were Shi Ji’s reincarnations. They thus defied universal condemnation and simultaneously established the four baby girls as tribal saints, opening the hidden danger of the Four Saints’ power struggle.
Ousi Lanya had always kept a low profile, not standing out among the Four Saints. When Hongshi Wuxian and Wusi Mei’er competed for tribal power, she often went to Cangwu Mountain to accompany the pure-hearted Biyin Wuxian in studying witchcraft and divination. Who would have thought that after Hongshi Wuxian’s fragrant death six years ago and Wusi Mei’er’s death at Chu Li’s hands, she completely changed her previous behavior and revealed her hidden nature.
Yang Feng looked around and saw the vast stone chamber filled with leisurely fragrance. In one corner on a floor mat was piled a heap of violet cloth bags that seemed to contain living things, constantly writhing. Yang Feng knew without thinking that those must be the poison insect snakes that Ousi Lanya commonly used to harm people. Naturally he had no interest in picking them up to examine them one by one.
At this moment, he felt the surrounding air becoming increasingly scorching, with misty vapor all around and purple light eerily dim. The snow-white skin hidden under Lie Yunji’s jade-colored robe revealed temptation sufficient to drive people mad with intoxication. Yang Feng couldn’t help but look toward her. Under the swirling mist, Lie Yunji’s full head of black silk was disheveled, fragrant sweat misty, and her tender rosy cheeks were wetly adorned with several strands of hair, appearing even more enchanting. Below her snow-white neck, her smooth shoulders were crystal clear and transparent, her high soft chest half-exposed, rising and falling with her rapid breathing in a uniquely heart-stirring way.
Yang Feng pressed his dry lips together, swallowed saliva, and with tremendous willpower turned his head away, not looking at her seductive water-like eyes. He sat cross-legged, concentrated his spirit and held his breath, suppressing the surging domineering poison insects in his body.
The entanglement with Lie Yunji hadn’t been just a day or two. Regarding this witch’s feelings, Yang Feng also knew a thing or two. Unfortunately, after that startling glimpse in the Chu palace, his heart had only held Qing Xia alone. Repeatedly risking life and death for her also felt uniquely sweet. Originally when he was injured by Wusi Mei’er’s subordinates and deeply poisoned, looking like he would die without a complete corpse, he was saved by this witch. Lie Yunji was not some kind man or faithful woman by nature. Seeing such a half-dead person, according to her character, she would often step forward to add some more poison insects, then smile as she watched him die. But she was naturally incompatible with the Nanjiang Wuxian tribe, so seeing Wusi Mei’er’s poison, she had to try to cure it. Going back and forth, the two faced each other day and night, and the unruly Yang Feng actually made this witch develop feelings. After Yang Feng left the Cloud Forest Seven Trees, Lie Yunji followed all the way. Though she spoke coldly, she repeatedly acted to save him.
If not for her today, he couldn’t have descended into the collapsed Hongtian Water Prison, much less saved Qing Xia. Thinking of her hoarse shouting at him in the stone chamber, Yang Feng’s heart couldn’t help feeling waves of bitterness, and feelings of guilt and irritation immediately attacked his heart.
At this moment, he suddenly heard sparse sounds of silkworm insects calling. Yang Feng opened his eyes and looked, immediately turning pale with shock.
Countless poison insects of various colors had somehow crawled out from those brocade bags and were crawling all over Lie Yunji’s body. Densely packed, Lie Yunji looked like a giant colorful insect ball, layer upon layer sealed, completely unable to breathe. Yang Feng was greatly alarmed. Making a snap decision, he drew a dagger and slashed his wrist. Bright red blood immediately gushed out, dripping on Lie Yunji’s body. Those poison insects instantly scattered like rhinoceros with their tails lit on fire. In just an instant, not a single crawling insect remained.
When he had been seriously poisoned that day, plus Lie Yunji had no feelings for him at the time, she had used vicious methods to severely torment him. Now the blood in his body was immune to all poisons, and unexpectedly also had the effect of driving away poisonous insects.
Lie Yunji’s arms and shoulders had red dots everywhere, all traces of being gnawed by poisonous insects, a patch of blue-purple swelling. Yang Feng was shocked by this, and the poison insects in his body immediately dissipated by more than half. He hurriedly lifted Lie Yunji from the ground, brought his wrist to her mouth to fight poison with poison, and his dagger quickly slashed across the swollen areas on her shoulders and arms, releasing large amounts of poisonous blood. Soon the swelling subsided, the color on her face returned to normal, and her breathing gradually stabilized.
Yang Feng knew that poison insects that could be casually placed here by Ousi Lanya were definitely not precious varieties, otherwise with his abilities he would be powerless to save the situation. Looking down at Lie Yunji in his arms with tightly closed eyes, the passionate fire in his body suddenly surged up. His vision became hazy, and looking at Lie Yunji’s face, somehow it gradually transformed before his eyes into Qing Xia’s thin and delicate face. He saw her graceful petite figure, curvaceous and enchanting, eyes full of spring light, and couldn’t help his heart racing with wild thoughts.
Just as he was thinking this way, he suddenly felt pain in his lower abdomen, and his entire body immediately felt a wave of heat. Lie Yunji’s shell-like teeth slowly bit her lower lip, seemingly also enduring tremendous suffering. Her exposed skin was completely red, her butterfly-wing eyelashes trembled and moved, looking like they would open at any moment. Yang Feng looked at her flower-like lips, but floating before his eyes was Qing Xia’s delicate pale face. The spring poison erupted, his consciousness became confused, and finally he could no longer endure such tremendous temptation. He leaned down and fiercely kissed her cherry lips.
Lie Yunji moaned softly, her petal-like tender and beautiful red lips were immediately tightly held by Yang Feng, and her entire body couldn’t help trembling lightly. For a moment, the confused Lie Yunji only felt her entire body trembling, feeling that storm-like demanding, the warmth of being tightly held in someone’s arms. Her consciousness became chaotic in this instant, and she could only embrace the other’s waist, pressing her entire body against him.
In the darkness, she seemed to see Yang Feng’s face, his firm cold contours gradually merging with that blurry blue shadow in her memory. The woman who had long been ignored by him couldn’t help but whimper softly, tears filling her eyes, her arms forcefully embracing Yang Feng’s waist.
Yang Feng’s consciousness immediately became intoxicated, feeling the fire-like passion of the woman in his arms, his own breathing becoming more and more rapid. His character was tenacious, and he had always known deeply that he and Qing Xia had no opportunity, so he endured bitterly, paid silently, never asking for return. At this moment seeing his beloved woman so passionate, how could he still restrain his emotions? His lips immediately fell like a storm, taking her small tender earlobe in his mouth, his fingers slowly sliding across her snow-white elegant neck, sliding down bit by bit, tightly gripping her snow-white breasts, fiercely kneading them.
In the stone chamber, poisonous insects surrounded them, smoke swirled, and everywhere was filled with intoxicating vapors that confused the mind. Their bodies entwined like spiritual snakes, breathing rapidly, lips and tongues meeting, luxurious desire spiraling and lingering in the air.
Yang Feng’s fit body completely covered Lie Yunji beneath him. Half of her jade-colored long robe was torn off by him, revealing the woman’s charming soft upper body. Everything visible was perfect undulating curves. Yang Feng only felt his blood vessels expanding, his whole body hot, the spring poison in his body crazily clamoring, and the beauty beneath him also emanated dazzling allure. Her flower-like cherry lips were red and swollen, slightly raised, her peach-like cheeks revealed tempting luster, her snow-white neck was blue-purple all over – the kiss marks carefully avoided those poisonous insect wounds.
Yang Feng was completely bewitched, slowly burying his head toward her soft towering peaks, but was suddenly petrified in place. On that perfectly white delicate body, looking closely, it was actually covered with countless large and small scars – knife wounds, whip marks, burns from branding irons, like a collective meeting leaving ugly traces on her body, winding and extending like countless crawling insects. Even those snow-white peaks were occupied by a long sword scar running horizontally across her body.