Chapter 782: Chapter 473 Each Member of the Old Zhao Family Has Unique Skills_3
The atmosphere suddenly became warm, and Zhao Rong fell silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.
At this moment, Qian’er smiled as she took the brocade bag, tying the strings at the opening while softly advising:
"This bag should not be opened often, as the exotic fragrance of Whale Song Amber will spill out. The material of the bag is specially made to lock it in..."
She stuffed the retied sachet into his chest, her small hand lingeringly touched Zhao Rong’s chest, and then her index finger curled up, drawing circles on his chest.
"Rong’er, the exotic fragrance of Whale Song Amber usually disperses widely; it requires a medium, like being mixed with water or lit to release its fragrance."
Qian’er narrowed her eyes, speaking quietly to him:
"This scent is quite mild, if one is unguarded, it can easily and unknowingly induce sleep. However, if one is prepared and focuses on staying alert, even when alert, after staying in this fragrance for a bit longer, it will temporarily constrict all body meridians, deplete the Dantian, and cause a loss of Spiritual Energy Cultivation..."
"The sign of being affected is... suddenly being able to hear a certain song, the song of the North Sea whales. Hmm, actually, we generally can’t hear whale songs. What this song really sounds like, we can ask that foolish woman tomorrow, hehe."
Zhao Rong, helpless, thought to himself, why can’t you stop mentioning her? Although it was a joke, he seriously noted down Qian’er’s advice.
Good gracious, this Whale Song Amber indeed is a rare wonder, hard to find even with all the wealth of the mountains—it even suppresses a cultivator’s cultivation, truly a top-tier enchanting fragrance of the mountains.
It’s essential for home, travel, killing, and looting... However, why do I feel like by accepting this exotic fragrance, I seem to be straying further and further down the path of a lecher? No, that’s not right, I am a scholar!
As Zhao Rong was internally conflicted, Qian’er tilted her head and pouted:
"Rong’er, take it for self-defense, but don’t do... anything bad, okay? The effect of Whale Song Amber is very rapid; those below the Golden Core Realm, if unaware, cannot last three breaths; even cultivators of the Golden Core Realm can’t last more than ten breaths before they start to hear the whale song."
She thought for a moment, then shook her head, "But although it is powerful, this method is hardly effective on experienced cultivators like me and Missy, not to mention Great Cultivators of higher realms, who are very vigilant to any scent and trace during their travels in the mountains and would not sniff carelessly."
Zhao Rong nodded, "Understood, I’ll just use it occasionally when I can’t sleep, to smell it for better sleep."
He said earnestly.
Qian’er: "..."
Su Qingdai, eavesdropping: "..."
The latter’s legs were sore from kneeling under the table, gritting her teeth and praying that a certain quirky girl would finish the whispers and leave quickly.
Well, her lesson wasn’t over yet...
The stunning woman in a slightly messy black dress blushed. He had just earnestly said that after verbal instruction, physical education was next, including things like passing on a doctrine, administering a liquid, engaging in a living activity...
However, at this moment Zhao Qian’er could not hear the woman’s prayers, and it was apparent she did not come just to chat with Rong’er.
After advising Zhao Rong in a low voice for a few moments, she fell quiet.
Suddenly, Qian’er tiptoed closer to his ear, and whispered softly, "Rong’er, did you... Fu Yao?"
Zhao Rong was speechless at once.
Indeed, all of you come running in the middle of the night, each skilled, expecting me to Fu Yao besides support your waist moreover?
He couldn’t help but complain, but after the beauty in his arms drew closer he also forgot to pull back.
The young Confucian Scholar expressionless, "Wrong... I did Fu Yao, what about it?"
Qian’er shyly lowered her head, "Nothing just, just..."
As the little girl stuttered, her hand couldn’t help but wrap tightly around him, and at one moment, her expression suddenly froze, "Rong’er, how come you still wear a jade piece after a bath, it’s hurting me."
Saying this, without waiting for his response, her small hand already reached out.
The next second.
The air suddenly went quiet.
Zhao Ziyu: "???"
Zhao Qian’er: "!!!"
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PS: Cough, time for brothers to report in this Chapter...