She abruptly changed the topic, but found herself talking more than usual today, perhaps because the other party’s empathetic words brought them closer.
"Then I’ll keep an eye out for you, maybe I’ll come across it."
Shen Wang replied perfunctorily.
He felt a bit disappointed in his heart. Although he still couldn’t confirm whether the Sixth Prince had the Soul Condensing Grass, he was sure that Jade Silkworm Valley didn’t have it.
This kind of herb wasn’t available even in major sects, so chances are the Sixth Prince didn’t have it either.
"Alright, if you can find a clue, I owe you a favor."
Molan smiled, finding the conversation with this person comfortable, without the aggressive and superior attitude of Song Huirui.
"Of course, I must make you owe me." Shen Wang chuckled.
Without replying further, Molan smiled and began to earnestly absorb toxins.
Perhaps in a good mood, she absorbed the toxins smoothly this time. With the fluctuation of mana, the toxins were refined and integrated into her mana, making her look prettier.
Her lips were red, her teeth white, and her skin moist, looking as tender as a boiled egg, exuding a unique charm all over.
Shen Wang noticed the state of this woman’s poison technique, clicking his tongue in admiration: "You’ve truly become a human-shaped toxin, looking incredibly beautiful yet extremely toxic at the same time."
"Are you afraid then?"
Molan opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes took on a deeper hue, with an expression full of meaning.
"Afraid of what? Once my strength increases, I won’t be afraid of your poison."
Shen Wang smiled confidently.
Molan’s smile brightened more, saying nothing, and stood up: "Take good care of the two of them. I’ll come over periodically to use them for practice."
Shen Wang complained: "You two, one takes my alchemy, the other uses my Gu for practice, I’ve practically become a worker for you."
"Isn’t that exactly what you are right now?" Molan teased, approaching Shen Wang with a tempting tone: "Or do you have some thoughts?"
Shen Wang, unafraid of Molan’s gaze, openly scrutinized Molan’s face and body.
"So, are those thoughts about me or the Sixth Prince?"
Molan and Shen Wang were now inches apart, her voice tender and fragrant, exuding a faint scent that captivated the soul.
Shen Wang felt as if he were poisoned, indeed, this woman’s scent was intoxicating.
He resisted the toxic fragrance while saying, "Since you’ve asked me , of course, the thoughts about you are more significant."
"Your thoughts about me and the Sixth Prince should be different," Molan said playfully.
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Shen Wang showed regret; this woman was indeed beautiful, but, unfortunately, truly toxic.
"You really have some guts to still have thoughts knowing I’m so toxic."
Molan conceded first, turning away, a hint of sadness flickered in her eyes.
Indeed, now she was full of poison, what right did she have to get close to anyone?
The path she chose destined her to be alone all her life.
Shen Wang could feel the woman’s conflict.
It seemed because she cultivated the Body of Ten Thousand Poisons, knowing she couldn’t touch anyone or letting anyone close, yet wanting to prove her existence, she used her beauty to allure him.
Clearly, this woman was still reluctant and had her own independent thoughts.
"Don’t overthink it, I think you’re already remarkable for daring to cultivate such a technique."
Shen Wang patted Molan’s shoulder.
He truly admired her after all this woman was forced by the sect to marry the Sixth Prince.
While ensuring the sect’s union with the Sixth Prince wasn’t broken, she maintained her independence and freedom, turning herself into a body full of poison, enduring the pain of venom infiltrating her heart daily to avoid being forced by the Sixth Prince, losing herself.
Honestly, if it were him, he might not have had the courage to do so.
Molan’s body trembled slightly, turning to look blankly at the man in front of her.
No one in the sect had comforted her, they only spoke of how excellent the Sixth Prince was and the resources and benefits she would have by marrying him.
From start to finish, no one considered if she was willing. Even if she said she wasn’t, the sect only persuaded her with the big picture.
Right in front of her, this subordinate of the Sixth Prince, this guy captured and made into a workhorse, was actually so understanding of her.
By what right? By his cultivation? By his enslaved status?
Though somewhat skeptical, she longed for this to be genuine.
It was really rare for someone of his status to say such things in front of her.
"I don’t need compliments."
Molan snorted softly but her fondness for Shen Wang increased considerably.
She even felt a bit moved.
Shen Wang, unaware that he had peeked into their situation, from a god’s perspective, said a few words of comfort and understanding out of admiration, unintentionally moved this woman.
But in the end, it was his thoughts and understanding differing from some of the cultivation realm’s concepts, adding some warmth, hence making him so special.
He didn’t think much of it, shaking off the toxins on his hands, saying: "You’re the expert, could you give me any secrets on raising Gu? As a novice, I’ve only been able to nurture them to this level."
Molan took out a jade scroll, saying: "If I and the Sixth Prince get into a conflict, whose side would you take?"
"Of course I’d support a beauty like you. Even if I can’t touch you, I can still take you home as a vase."
Shen Wang said matter-of-factly.
"Slick-tongued," Molan rolled her eyes at Shen Wang, "You’ve really got guts to say such things."