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"First, let's make the Antidote. Whether it works or not, we'll see later."
"I can't guarantee anything here. If she added Evil Arts from the demon clan while making the medicine, I will definitely have a way to crack it."
"Just do your best. Is there a ready-made medicine?"
Qi Xiaomian quickly handed it to him.
Old Vine took it and pondered for a moment. "If I'm doing this for you, it can't just be for nothing, right? What benefits do you want? Feel free to ask."
Old Vine chuckled, "How about you take me to the Office of Censors and the palace for a stroll?"
"Do you really enjoy eavesdropping that much? If you want to listen in, just go yourself. With your ability to burrow underground, it should be quite convenient."
"Convenient? There are experts in the palace, and in the Office of Censors, there are Demon Catchers—especially in your Office of Censors."
"I'm still brave enough to peek into the harem of the palace, but I wouldn't dare go near DuanDuan. As for your Office of Censors, there are too many Demon Catchers. Although Xiaoxiao can protect me, I still have to be cautious. Better safe than sorry; I’ll try not to cause her any trouble."
"If you take me in, it would be different. They wouldn’t suspect that I’m hiding you."
"That's a nice thought."
"Tsk, from your tone, it seems like you're not agreeing."
"Let's talk about it later. You focus on your research; I won't treat you unfairly."
Old Vine snorted a few times in acknowledgment.
The Silly Beast's emotions gradually calmed down as its eyes began searching for Qi Xiaomian. Once it locked onto him, it rushed over like a child and opened its arms, demanding a hug.
Seeing Qi Xiaomian standing awkwardly without moving, it took the initiative to hug him instead, sobbing, "She’s bad... she’s gone... I miss my master... I'm sorry..."
Old Vine found the scene quite amusing and teased, "Oh, what a big one you are!"
Qi Xiaomian retorted, "Look at them and then look at you! They’re younger than you and can already take down a Demon King!"
"Yes, your eldest is impressive."
Old Vine glanced at the demon corpse on the ground and remarked, "No wonder this smell seems familiar; it's a Succubus."
"What is a Succubus?" Li Cu asked.
Many are good-looking, having cultivated charm since childhood, or it is a legacy passed down through generations in their clan, using desire to achieve their own goals.
Oh, isn't that just like the women in Smoke-Drifting Willow Alley? Do demons also engage in such things?
Why not? Desire drives them. If you want to say they are similar, they actually aren't; this is a kind of magic specifically designed to entice desires of all kinds, and it requires substantial actions between the opposite sexes.
Li Cu asked again, "Old Vine, it's just a charm; why do you fear its scent? Are you afraid and trying to avoid it?"
The power of charms is indeed formidable. "Old Man," I am not someone with a pure heart and few desires; I have plenty of cravings. With my weak strength, it's easy to fall victim to it. If I accidentally embarrass myself in front of you all, how would I be able to interact with you afterward?
You know yourself well enough!
Li Cu had never heard anyone evaluate him like that before.
"I've managed to live this long not only because of my long lifespan but also because I can see myself clearly and face my weaknesses directly. Being weak is not shameful; the most terrifying thing is being unaware of it while overestimating oneself."
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