Pei Yuhang and Lu Ruoxi sat facing each other in the medicinal soup, which was fragrant with a hundred flowers. The water level only reached a few inches below their chests, and even under the effects of the Forgetful Spell, Pei Yuhang instinctively couldn't look directly at his senior sister's magnificent Dao-fruits.
Lu Ruoxi glanced down at her "little junior brother," who had perked up in the medicinal soup. A satisfied, enchanting smile graced her lips, but she didn't call attention to it.
"Let's begin, Junior Brother. Inject your Pure Yang True Qi into my body."
Pei Yuhang nodded, his expression turning serious.
He activated the Yang Emperor Heart Scripture. The resplendent sun in his Sea of Consciousness erupted with a milky-white stream of the Purest Yang Qi, which poured through his palms and into his senior sister's body.
