Online Game: Starting with an SSS-Level Plundering Talent

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Fiery Detoxification and the Law of Wood Elements



"Ice Talker, forgive me," John murmured as he slowly rolled up her sleeves, revealing smooth, alabaster arms that resembled tender lotus roots.

He quickly refocused his mind, closing his eyes to maintain his composure. Placing his hands gently on Ice Talker's arm, he began drawing out the Hellfire poison.

Black flames surged into his body, causing waves of pain to course through him.

The fact that these flames had already infiltrated Ice Talker's body gave him a glimpse of the immense suffering she must have been enduring.

Fortunately, the Hellfire poison posed no real threat to him; the Golden Flame Lotus easily refined and absorbed it.

As time passed, John methodically absorbed and refined the Hellfire poison within Ice Talker's body.

Before long, the poison in both of her arms was entirely removed.

However, John was faced with a new challenge. To continue detoxifying her, he would need to touch more sensitive areas of her body-without the barrier of clothing.

Although he was no saint, doing so seemed improper. It felt like taking advantage of her vulnerability, which troubled him greatly.

"Ugh..."

Ice Talker let out a pained moan, her eyes remaining tightly shut. She was still unconscious, her expression marked by agony.

The remaining Hellfire poison continued to gnaw away at her soul.

If he didn't act quickly, her life would be in serious danger.

Taking a deep breath, John dismissed his hesitations and removed her shoes and socks. Her delicate feet, smooth and pinkish, were exposed to the air, exuding a soft radiance. John gulped involuntarily, then placed his hands on her feet, carefully drawing out the Hellfire poison. His palms moved up slowly, slipping under her dress as they ascended. "Hnn?" Ice Talker's body trembled slightly, a painful whimper escaping her lips.

John closed his eyes tightly, focusing his mind to avoid crossing any boundaries. He tried his best to steer clear of sensitive areas while continuing to extract the poison.

Little by little, the Hellfire poison was removed from her body. Her disheveled clothing became more noticeable as the detoxification continued.

John's hands moved steadily upward-past her flat stomach, her slender, supple waist, and her smooth back.

Gradually, his hands reached her chest.

Gulp...

John swallowed hard. Despite her petite frame, Ice Talker's figure was unexpectedly perfect- soft, full, and incredibly well-proportioned. He couldn't help but feel a fleeting sense of admiration.

Realizing the distraction, he quickly reminded himself that he was helping her detoxify the poison, not indulging in improper thoughts.

Soft moans occasionally escaped from Ice Talker's lips as the Hellfire poison dissipated. The Tree of Life showered her with abundant life energy, healing her injuries.

Her eyelashes fluttered as her eyes slowly opened. A mixture of fury and embarrassment filled her gaze, her face flushing crimson. Her body trembled slightly, as if struck by an electric current.

At that moment, John's hands-acting of their own accord were still resting on her chest, kneading and pressing in a way that sent unfamiliar sensations coursing through her.

This bastard...

She cursed him inwardly. Although she knew John had been detoxifying her, the disarray of her clothing made it painfully clear that he had thoroughly touched her body.

She glanced at John's tightly shut eyes and his serious, handsome face. Unconsciously, she swallowed hard. She wanted to tell him that she could handle the remaining Hellfire poison on her own, but a part of her found it surprisingly difficult to interrupt.

Whoosh!

The branches of the Tree of Life swayed, showering her with abundant life energy and the unique Wood Element power of laws, which surged into her body.

"No... the Wood Element..." Ice Talker's expression shifted. The other force within her

absorbed the Wood Element's power of laws, and she could no longer suppress it.

"What's happening?" John noticed the change and murmured to himself as he slowly opened his eyes.

Their gazes locked. Both froze, the air thick with awkward tension.

A thin mist of tears rose in Ice Talker's beautiful eyes, mingled with anger, though she couldn't summon even a shred of hostility toward him.

"Y-you... get your hands off me!" she stammered, her voice trembling with indignation and a hint of grievance.

John snapped out of it, hurriedly withdrawing his hands, his expression flustered as he tried to explain. "I'm sorry, I was just helping you detoxify the poison."

"You... you bastard!" Ice Talker scolded, her voice laced with fury. However, her expression quickly twisted in discomfort as the suppressed Wood Element power of laws within her absorbed the Tree of Life's energy and erupted uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?" John asked, noticing her distress and moving closer to investigate.

"Don't-don't touch me!" Ice Talker exclaimed in panic, hastily adjusting her disheveled clothing as she backed away. She struggled to steady her mind and suppress the rampaging Wood Element power of laws within her.

"This is... Lust Poison?" John muttered, realization dawning as his face filled with surprise. He couldn't understand why Ice Talker would be afflicted with Lust Poison. There were only the two of them here, and he hadn't done anything unusual.

"No, that's not it," he murmured, his brows furrowing as his gaze turned to the Tree of Life. Understanding finally struck him.

Ice Talker wasn't suffering from Lust Poison-it was the Wood Element power of laws she had cultivated.

This particular Wood Element law was bizarre, capable of triggering the seven emotions and six desires in a person.

Ice Talker sat cross-legged, closing her eyes tightly. Her face flushed crimson, even her skin taking on a rosy hue. Her body trembled, and she was parched and restless.

She desperately tried to calm her mind, but for some reason, John's handsome face kept intruding into her thoughts. The fire in her heart grew stronger, and the Wood Element power of laws within her spiraled out of control, overwhelming her will.

If this continued, she feared she would completely lose her sense of self and succumb to

primal instincts.

Opening her eyes, she glared at John, who stood nearby, looking unsure of what to do. Anger flickered across her flushed face as she bit her lip and growled, "Help me detoxify!"

Before John could respond, she activated her World-in-Hand, pulling him into it without

hesitation.

The two of them found themselves inside a quaint wooden house, adorned with simplicity. Vines draped gracefully from the beams, their colorful flowers exuding a refreshing fragrance

that filled the air.

Before John could react, a soft, delicate figure embraced him, and warm lips brushed against

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For a moment, he couldn't distinguish whether the intoxicating aroma came from the surrounding flowers or the woman now so close to him.

He felt the warmth of her body in his arms, and an involuntary response began to stir within

him.

At that moment, the Ice Talker stopped suppressing the wooden element within her. The power of the laws seemed to take on a life of its own, eagerly tugging at his clothes with

unrestrained fervor.

Her long skirt slipped away, revealing a figure of unmatched grace—a vision of perfection, with smooth, snow-white skin that seemed to glow in the soft light. Framed by the vibrant flowers, her form was mesmerizing, so much so that even the blossoms appeared to pale in comparison, as if she were the world's most exquisite masterpiece.

"She's so beautiful..." John thought, swallowing hard, his heart pounding with fiery intensity.

Though he had already touched her entire body while helping her detoxify, seeing her bare now left him utterly captivated, unable to look away.

He quickly took off his equipment and greedily sucked on Ice Talker's delicate lips.

Ice Talker's breathing was rapid, his eyes tightly closed, his movements clumsy and unfamiliar, but his heart was extremely hot. His limbs were tightly wrapped around John's

body like octopus.

He couldn't hold on any longer, dragging Ice Talker's perky buttocks and placing them directly on the bed, with the light blue curtain hanging down.

He caressed Ice Talker's soft hair, and the dragon slowly penetrated into the already muddy

lower body.

"Mmm! "Ice Talker exclaimed in pain, gripping John's arms tightly with both hands. Tears welled up from the corners of his eyes and he said with grievance," It hurts

"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine soon, "John comforted softly, not in a hurry to attack, and kissed

her cheek and neck in a soothing manner.

She opened her small mouth, gasped slightly, and her tense body slowly relaxed, responding enthusiastically to John.

"Godslayer, you want me. "She felt an unbearable heat beneath her, an emptiness in her

heart, and an urgent desire for John to fill it up.

John showed no mercy and crouched over Ice Talker's delicate body, with the dragon fiercely

thrusting in.

"Ah... "Ice Talker cried out in pain, tears streaming down her eyes, her limbs tightly wrapped around John, her eyebrows furrowed, and her expression pained.

John is aware that this is her first time and she cannot withstand the impact.

He bent down and kissed the tears on Ice Talker's cheek, gently soothing him. "Godslayer, it hurts so much. "She looked at John with a look of grievance, and her voice was

tinged with tears.

After a while, she finally recovered and warmly catered.

The strange sensation coming from her lower body, pain and stimulation, stirred every cell of her, making her unable to stop and deeply fascinated.

Soon, she couldn't control herself under John's attack, her legs tightly wrapped around John, her jade feet forcefully lifted, and she let out a comfortable moan from her mouth. Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and an indescribable joy reached deep into her soul She opened her small mouth, gasped slightly, and looked at John with infatuation, feeling

satisfied in her heart.

But John had no intention of letting her go easily, greedily kissing her delicate body and

slowly launching an attack.

...

The painful pleading of Ice Talker echoed throughout the World in Hand. "Godslayer, didn't you say it would be over soon? "She cried with grievance and begged for

mercy repeatedly.

The consecutive orgasms fascinated her, but her body couldn't support them at all.

Gradually, her voice became hoarse as she repeated pleading words, her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred.

After reaching two orgasms, John was still unsatisfied and reluctantly let go of Ice Talker.

"Godslayer, you're a jerk... you knew you were bullying me... "She continued to speak

helplessly, tears of grievance hanging from her eyes, and lay limp on the bed without any resistance.

John looked at the mess on the bed, and with some heartache, he hugged the limp Ice Talker

in his arms, leaned against the bed, suppressed his desires, and slowly fell asleep.

...

By the time the two of them woke up, it was already the next day.

Ice Talker opened his eyes and saw the two naked and facing each other, blushing with

shyness. He hurriedly pulled the blanket from the bed and covered himself.

She noticed the grandeur beneath John, his delicate body trembling uncontrollably. No wonder he was in such pain last night, which was probably beyond the endurance of ordinary

people.

She quickly avoided her gaze and panicked, "Godslayer, you go out first, I need to get

dressed" "What are you shy about? I've seen it yesterday and I've touched it all over, "John chuckled mischievously. Without waiting for Ice Talker to react, he pulled her into his arms and reached up and down.

"Godslayer don't do it, let me slow down, I can't bear it... "She looked at John with a panicked expression, pitifully pleading for mercy.

She is still in severe pain and hasn't recovered from the whole night. "This time it's fast, "John didn't intend to let her go and rudely took possession of her again.

"You scammer! "Ice Talker angrily cursed, gritting his teeth in grievance, enduring the pain, and allowing him to act recklessly.