The immortal pill is reborn and possesses the body of the charming female shopkeeper.

Chapter 29 Mu Xiaoqing

"Depend on!"

Luo Sifan cursed under his breath. The slime stung his bones, and the skin that touched it immediately changed color. The immense force of the slime made it difficult for Luo Sifan to hold on.

It's hard to let go of what you can't bear to part with, and it's not easy to subdue what you can'

In this dilemma, Luo Sifan's mind raced, and before he could react, the pure and mysterious spiritual energy of Taiyi rushed into the body of the sticky worm through his hand meridians.

From beginning to end, the sticky insect was thoroughly examined and manipulated. When it was fed back into Luo Sifan's body, a powerful and unparalleled spiritual energy swept over Luo Sifan's entire body.

The struggling slime worms immediately became subdued, obediently lying on Luo Sifan's wrist. His hand, which had turned white from the burning slime, felt surprisingly comfortable enveloped in it and gradually returned to normal.

Luo Sifan slowly exhaled a breath of pent-up anger. The instinctive reaction of the Taiyi Qingxuan spiritual energy—its eagerness to learn and fight—once again freed him from an awkward situation.

Discarding the sticky insect that had offered him a benevolent coat, Luo Sifan, radiating spiritual energy identical to the insect, slowly stepped into the beast's enormous stomach.

What wafted towards him was no longer a foul stench; instead, Luo Sifan felt a fragrance that permeated the heavens and reached his very soul.

The slime beneath their feet pooled into a clear, fragrant pool, and Luo Sifan suppressed the urge to plunge into it.

Swarms of sticky insects in the hot spring bowed their heads and offered their slimy goodwill to Luo Sifan.

This is most likely a side effect of the sticky insect aura.

Luo Sifan scratched his head with a wry smile, finding it somewhat difficult to accept the strange phenomenon of his worldview being altered by this shift in stance.

The beast's stomach was incredibly vast. Before Luo Sifan's eyes, endless pillars seemed to fall from the darkness above, supporting the beast's stomach.

Each pillar is several meters thick, and at first glance, they all look the same.

Luo Sifan casually approached a pillar, examined it carefully, and then, mustering his courage, gently reached his hand towards the pillar.

The stone pillar flickered like a phantom. Luo Sifan's hand was clearly inserted, but it felt like there was nothing there. A faint suction force climbed up Luo Sifan's fingertips.

A sense of unease rose in Luo Sifan's heart, and he quickly withdrew his hand. The stone pillar flickered incessantly, gradually returning to its stable state.

The tingling sensation in her fingertips lingered, and Luo Sifan felt something was wrong, but she didn't know what to do.

The female voice, which had been silent for a moment, began to chant again, this time clearly inside the beast's stomach.

The female voice was clear and the location was precise; the Dan text had become a summons to Luo Sifan.

Losfan moved through the stone pillars, changing his angle from time to time to pinpoint the location of the female voice, which was getting closer and closer.

His face remained calm and expressionless, but Luo Sifan's heart was churning with uncontrollable emotions, as if something extraordinary was about to happen...

"You've come..."

Luo Sifan emerged from behind a stone pillar, looked up, and stared wide-eyed.

On a strangely colored stone pillar, a thick, sticky worm over ten feet long was wrapped around it. The head of the sticky worm was actually a beautiful woman with her upper body naked.

After being coated with the mucus for countless years, the woman's skin became as plump as snow, its white glow dazzlingly bright.

His black hair was over ten feet long, flowing down in a glossy black cascade.

On the beautiful woman's mature and charming face, her unusually large, dark eyes stared intently at Luo Sifan, who had suddenly appeared. Her red lips moved, her expression a mixture of resentment and pity.

Luo Sifan was both surprised and suspicious, and involuntarily walked blankly toward the beautiful woman entwined around the stone pillar.

His posture was undisguised, and it mostly resembled the gait and mannerisms of Luo Sifan from his previous life.

The beautiful woman watched, and a slight smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

It rolled down like a long snake, its slimy body writhing and swaying in the hot spring, the water splashing. The beautiful woman came to greet Luo Sifan, seemingly much more eager than Luo Sifan himself.

Luo Sifan was not frightened by this strange object. Although he looked somewhat confused, his eyes were burning with an increasingly intense heat.

Especially when the beautiful woman's small face is outstretched and she tilts her head back in front of her chest.

That posture, expression, facial features, and eyes all stirred up Luo Sifan's long-dormant memories.

"Mu Xiaoqing!..."

Luo Sifan's soul returned a hundred years ago, and his murmured words, falling into the beautiful woman's ears, were enough to make her smile.

Although the numbness in her fingertips had spread to her forearm, Luo Sifan was oblivious and still slowly reached out to touch Mu Xiaoqing's cheek.

Mu Xiaoqing's dark eyes flickered, but she neither dodged nor avoided Luo Sifan's outstretched hand.

As soon as her fingers touched his face, Mu Xiaoqing grabbed him with a snap, and an overwhelming pressure instantly rendered Luo Sifan unable to move.

Luo Sifan regained her senses after being stunned for a while.

"Xiaoqing! What are you doing?"

With the Taiyi spiritual energy within her body as stable as a rock, Luo Sifan suddenly felt like a fish on Mu Xiaoqing's chopping block, and began to feel a little guilty.

Mu Xiaoqing's dark eyes were sharp and aggressive, and Luo Sifan inexplicably felt his legs go weak under the glare of his former maid.

The five fingers stretched weakly on Mu Xiaoqing's face, and Mu Xiaoqing turned her head, curled her tongue, and bit down.

She sucked and bit, not letting a single one go. Luo Sifan felt the wetness and caress deep in Mu Xiaoqing's throat through his fingertips with trepidation.

Luo Sifan was extremely embarrassed, her face flushed red as she repeatedly complained:

"Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing..."

Mu Xiaoqing would occasionally glance up and see Luo Sifan's embarrassed expression. Her almond-shaped eyes would shimmer, and she seemed to bite even more excitedly.

Grabbing Luo Sifan's arm, it began to suck and bite at various points.

The cave was completely silent, and all Luo Sifan could hear was Mu Xiaoqing's undisguised sucking and panting.

Luo Sifan gave up struggling, shut her mouth, and her expression was naturally not very good.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my arm.

Luo Sifan hurriedly flung his hand away and found that he could actually move. He frowned and saw a pair of deep teeth marks on his arm, with blood gushing out.

Mu Xiaoqing raised her pretty face, still stained with blood, and stared coldly and resentfully at Luo Sifan's pale face, which was filled with anger.

"Mu Xiaoqing!"

Luo Sifan was so angry he almost jumped up and down. He let out a low roar, and Taiyi spiritual energy rolled over, instantly stopping the bleeding from his wound.

The once charming and obedient little girl has now matured to the point of resembling a fruit hanging from a summer branch. How come she's become even more outrageous?

Luo Sifan couldn't understand it. He wiped away the bloodstains, but the four light white teeth marks on his arm seemed impossible to erase.

"Son!"

Mu Xiaoqing swayed her body, rushed over, hugged Luo Sifan tightly, and whispered a long, plaintive call in Luo Sifan's ear.

A familiar sigh, traversing a century, not only contained the straightforwardness of Luo Sifan's memory, but also a wealth of complex meanings that made Luo Sifan's heart tremble.

Luo Sifan's annoyance subsided, and after a moment's hesitation, he finally reached out and embraced Mu Xiaoqing's soft waist.

The two remained entwined in silence for an unknown amount of time. Although Luo Sifan was almost suffocating from Mu Xiaoqing's smooth and soft arms, the intense and passionate love he felt enveloped him like a warm current, making him forget everything in his daze.

Luo Sifan's unconscious panting and Mu Xiaoqing's soft sobs rose and fell alternately in the deep cave.

By the time Mu Xiaoqing had vented most of her emotions, Luo Sifan's white robe was so wet it could be wrung out.

"Xiao Qing!"

Luo Sifan tentatively called out softly.

There was no response for a long time.

Just as she was about to call out again, Mu Xiaoqing had already cleverly raised her neck slowly, placed her soft palm on the back of Luo Sifan's head, nose to nose, eye to eye, her almond eyes wide open, their breaths mingling, as if she wanted to see Luo Sifan to her heart's content.

"Young master, you are so beautiful!"

Mu Xiaoqing looked at it for a long time, not missing a single detail, and sighed softly, her eyes filled with a hint of sadness.

Luo Sifan twitched the corner of his mouth, somewhat at a loss for words.

He freed his left hand, ran it along Mu Xiaoqing's black hair, and gently pinched her cheek.

It's slightly less elastic than it was back then, but its plumpness and allure are far superior.

Her once youthful and innocent face has become much rounder, and the hint of queenly dominance she exudes makes Luo Sifan's fingers go weak.

Before she could even regret it, Mu Xiaoqing raised an eyebrow, glared at him with her round eyes, and with a burst of strength from both palms, her small red lips captured Luo Sifan's lips, which were already pleading for mercy.

The sharp, firm tip of her nose grazed Luo Sifan's face.