In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Li Zimo just stared at Lu Xueqing blankly, his eyes filled with complicated emotions. He wanted to hug her but didn't dare, so he just stood there blankly.

After a moment of joy, Lu Xueqing gradually regained her consciousness and realized her own loss of composure.

Her face quickly turned red, and she shyly let go of Li Zimo and turned around to escape the embarrassment.

"Zimo, continue refining the elixir. I want to try refining the Spirit Gathering Pill."

Lu Xueqing's voice trembled a little, but she tried to remain calm and tried to change the subject by talking about alchemy.

After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Li Zimo and started preparing to refine the Spirit Gathering Pill.

Seeing this, Li Zimo tactfully said nothing more and just stood quietly by, giving some guidance from time to time as before.

The refining process of the Soul Gathering Pill is far more complicated and difficult than that of the Soul Returning Pill. For the inexperienced Lu Xueqing, the challenge is undoubtedly huge.

But she did not give up. Instead, with her unyielding perseverance and Li Zimo's careful guidance, she tried again and again, failed again and again, and started again and again.

As time went by, Lu Xueqing gradually found the feeling of refining the Spirit Gathering Pill, from the initial unfamiliarity and confusion to the later proficiency and confidence.

Finally, after repeated efforts and attempts, a furnace of three round, smooth and brightly colored Spirit Gathering Pills appeared in her hands.

At this moment, all the fatigue and frustration disappeared, leaving only a full sense of accomplishment and joy.

Lu Xueqing was so happy that she was about to turn around and hug Li Zimo, but stopped immediately.

She lowered her head, and her red face, slightly wet with sweat, looked particularly attractive under the light.

Seeing Lu Xueqing's shy look, Li Zimo quickly came to her rescue:

"Congratulations, Miss, for refining three top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills!"

"Miss, would you like to learn more about the method of collecting six pills in a furnace from the Divine Martial Pill Sutra?"

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xueqing immediately regained her smile, her eyes flashing with desire and excitement for unknown challenges. She raised her head and said to Li Zimo happily.

"Then let's get started!"

"Um"

So, the two of them once again devoted themselves to refining the Spirit Gathering Pill.

This time, Li Zimo not only instructed Lu Xueqing on how to control the temperature more accurately and how to perceive the integration of medicinal materials more delicately, but also explained in detail the method of collecting six pills from one furnace in the Shenwu Dan Jing.

During this process, there was inevitably slight contact between the two bodies, but they were both completely focused and immersed in the world of alchemy.

Until Lu Xueqing controlled her spiritual power and collected the pills according to Li Zimo's instructions.

Li Zimo also got closer and closer to Lu Xueqing's body, until he leaned on Lu Xueqing's back, and his hands unconsciously hugged Lu Xueqing's waist.

"Oh!"

Lu Xueqing's slender waist was suddenly attacked, and her spiritual power could not be controlled, causing the furnace to explode.

The stove cover flew everywhere, and clouds of black ash filled the room.

Li Zimo and Lu Xueqing were also pushed away by the air wave and fell backwards to the ground.

Li Zimo was lying underneath, his arms tightly around Lu Xueqing's waist. Lu Xueqing's clothes were torn, revealing her snow-white skin that was crystal clear and translucent, with some black dust on her face and hands.

Lu Xueqing's face was filled with shame and anger.

She turned over and lay on top of Li Zimo, punching his chest with her little fist and said angrily:

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault...you bad thing..."

At this time, Lu Xueqing's face was flushed, and her eyes flashed with complex emotions of anger and shyness.

Her originally pure white dress was now a little torn, but it only highlighted the flawless whiteness and translucence of her skin.

Li Zimo looked at Lu Xueqing's little face covered in black dust and torn clothes, and thought of a familiar scene.

Suddenly, he found it very funny and pointed at Lu Xueqing's face, unable to help but laughing:

"Ha ha ha ha......"

When Lu Xueqing heard this, she immediately understood and hurriedly used the Qingling Jue to clean her clothes and body, her face flushed with shame.

Then, she punched Li Zimo's chest a few more times in shame and anger, and tried to cover Li Zimo's laughing mouth, saying while beating him:

"It's all your fault. You made me like this."

Li Zimo fought hard and the two rolled around on the floor of the alchemy room.

Finally, at a certain moment, Li Zimo grabbed Lu Xueqing's little hand and pressed Lu Xueqing under him, and the laughter stopped.

Li Zimo looked at Lu Xueqing's small face which was covered with sweat and had a slight blush, her snow-white skin which was exposed due to torn clothes, and her small mouth which opened and closed with her breathing. He couldn't help but lower his head and kissed her tempting red lips in Lu Xueqing's eyes which were full of surprise and helplessness.

"Uh huh..."

Lu Xueqing closed her mouth and tried to turn her head away, but she couldn't. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten her cultivation.

Under Li Zimo's kiss, she quickly lost herself in the tenderness, closed her eyes, put her arms around Li Zimo's waist, and responded enthusiastically.

The two of them rolled around in each other's arms in the alchemy room.

It was not until Lu Xueqing's torn shirt gradually slipped off and Li Zimo's hand gently touched her smooth and white skin that Lu Xueqing opened her hazy eyes and woke up.

There was light flowing around her body, and Li Zimo flew out with a bang, hitting the wall of the alchemy room hard, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Li Zimo climbed up from the corner of the wall, holding his chest, and saw Lu Xueqing covering her chest with her fallen shirt, her legs curled up, sitting sideways and crying.

Pearls fell from Lu Xueqing's eyes, filled with sadness.

Li Zimo didn't care about the pain in his back and chest. He ran over and hugged Lu Xueqing tightly, comforting her:

"Don't cry, miss. It's all my fault. It's all my fault."

"Ohh Ohh ohh......"

Lu Xueqing leaned in Li Zimo's arms, covering her chest with one hand holding her clothes, and beating Li Zimo's chest hard with the other hand, crying even louder.

Li Zimo could only hold her tightly in his arms and comfort her:

"Don't cry, miss. It's all my fault. It's all my fault."