Chapter 633: Chapter 633: The Poison and the Cure

"Yes!" the girl replied rapidly, taking a step forward while her companions nodded with frantic vehemence. "We were sent here by Senior Sister Maeve! She... she came back to the training halls a few hours ago, and her aura had completely transformed into the Spiritual Core Realm! She told us that you are a miraculous physician, and that you could definitely help us break through our severe stancament problems."

Ethan’s gaze swept across the three of them like a physical blade. With a single glance from his supernatural vision, their inner garments, flesh, and meridian networks were completely stripped away, laying their deepest physical flaws bare to his mind. Maeve had done her job perfectly; these three girls were suffering from the exact same systemic, long-term stagnation, though the root causes of their blockages differed entirely.

The first girl on the left had a chaotic, violently fractured network; she had committed a severe operational error during her isolated training, suffering a catastrophic explosive retrocession that had permanently warped her energy flow.

The second girl in the middle had a dull, sickly green hue tinting her vital nodes; she had accidentally ingested a volatile, low-tier spiritual poison during a wilderness mission, which had permanently coated the walls of her Dantian like a toxic sludge.

And the third girl on the right was perhaps the most interesting treasure; her meridians weren’t damaged or poisoned at all. Her problems stemmed entirely from her innate physical constitution—she possessed a natural, rare biological deformation in her primary Ren meridian that completely restricted the flow of raw spiritual energy, a pristine, untouched vessel waiting to be surgically corrected and thoroughly milked by his unholy art.

"Your conditions are varied, but entirely trivial to my hands," said Ethan, slowly rising to his feet, his towering frame casting them all into a dark, inescapable shadow.

Ethan looked down at the three trembling disciples, his face remaining a flawless mask of clinical detachment. "Where shall we perform the procedures? We require an absolute, undisturbed environment."

"My residential pavilion is the closest to this sector," the first girl on the left spoke up quickly, her voice tight with anticipation. "We can use my central training chamber. Nobody will disrupt us there."

The other two girls nodded in frantic, immediate agreement.

"Lead the way," said Ethan, his deep voice carrying a heavy, commanding weight.

They walked in silence through the winding mountain paths until they reached a secure, mid-tier residential courtyard. Once they stepped inside the private training hall and barred the heavy wooden doors, Ethan didn’t waste a single millisecond. He turned to the first girl—the one who had suffered a catastrophic explosive retrocession that had warped her energy flow—and the third girl, who possessed the innate biological deformation in her primary Ren meridian.

Just like he had done with Maeve, Ethan ruthlessly ordered them to remove their outer garments, forcing them to sit cross-legged on the straw mats with their firm, pale breasts completely exposed to the open air. He scrawled down two entirely distinct, specific lists of high-tier spiritual herbs, demanding they sprint to the logistics market to acquire them immediately to act as necessary thermal catalysts.

"Go now," Ethan commanded. "And do not delay, or the residual dampness in this chamber will lock your pathways permanently."

The two girls scrambled to their feet, their flushed faces and exposed, shaking pink nipples hurriedly covered by their inner tunics as they dashed out into the courtyard, leaving only the second girl behind.

She was the one afflicted by the volatile, sickly green sludge coating her Dantian. Left alone with Ethan’s massive, imposing frame, she nervously let her robes slide down to her waist. Her breasts were exceptionally full and heavy, her large, soft pink nipples quivering violently with raw fear and deep-seated exhaustion.

"Senior Brother Ethan..." she whispered, her eyes filling with unshed tears. "Can you truly save me? The Alchemical Pavilion told me this toxin was permanent... that whoever gave it to me intended to torment me for the rest of my days."

Ethan kneeled directly in front of her, his large hands reaching forward to firmly grasp her heavy, soft breasts, his thumbs mercilessly rolling and flattening her swollen pink buds to aggressively stimulate her internal heat.

"The alchemists of this mountain are nothing but blind insects," said Ethan, his voice dropping into a freezing, absolute whisper as he stared into her dazed eyes. "They see a mountain where I see a pebble. I do not require any herbs to purge this rot from your flesh."

The girl let out a sharp, breathless moan, her back arching wildly as Ethan’s rough fingers twisted her sensitive nipples, sending a devastating wave of raw, liquid pleasure straight down to her core. Her thighs clamped together tightly as a thick, sweet stream of arousal began to drench her undergarments.

But as her body flushed a deep, vibrant crimson from the intense stimulation, Ethan activated a hidden, darker power within his soul space—his Void Devourer capability.

He pressed his palm flat against the center of her chest, right between her thumping breasts. Instead of injecting qi, Ethan unleashed a terrifying, absolute vacuum. The highly potent, corrosive green toxin that had tormented her for years was violently ripped from the walls of her Dantian, forming a swirling stream of lethal liquid that shot through her skin and directly into Ethan’s open palm.

The poison was an incredibly high-tier, vicious substance, designed by a malicious hand to slowly erode a cultivator’s soul over a lifetime. Any ordinary physician attempting to extract it would have had their own meridians instantly melted. But the moment the corrosive sludge entered Ethan’s system, his unholy Void energy completely isolated and devoured it, converting the toxic components into raw, harmless spiritual fragments without causing a single microscopic shred of damage to his own body.

"Ahaaah!" the girl screamed, a violent, full-body orgasm tearing through her frame as the final traces of the toxic weight vanished from her core.

Her spiritual energy violently surged, shattering her long-standing stagnation as she collapsed onto the mat, panting heavily while her slick vaginal juices pooled beneath her. She was entirely free, her mind completely shattered by the absolute ecstasy of her liberation.

Ethan slowly stood up, looking down at his palm as the green mist completely dissolved into his skin. His amethyst eyes flared with a dark, calculating light. Whoever had poisoned this girl possessed a high-ranking status within the sect, and by completely erasing their handiwork, Ethan had just painted an invisible target on his own back. But as he took a deep, silent breath, siphoning the massive wave of pristine, virgin Primordial Yin energy that radiated from her newly awakened core, a dangerous smirk played on his lips. The reward was far too delicious to care about the consequences.

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From this moment forward, to avoid confusion regarding cultivation ranks, I will include this footer with the current established levels.

Note: These are only the ranks mentioned so far to avoid spoilers.

Body Refinement Realm

Skin Refinement / Bone Refinement / Organ Refinement

Spiritual Gathering Realm

Spiritual Perception / Spiritual Mist / Spiritual Condensation

Spiritual Core Realm

Core Solidification / Core Awakening / Spiritual Collapse (Half-step Spiritual Core)

Spiritual Soul Realm

Spiritual Soul Awakening / Soul Nourishing / Soul-Core Fusion

Golden Core Realm

Prime Fusion / Core Perfection / Core Destruction

Spiritual Sea Realm

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??

Dao Manifestation Realm

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??

Spiritual Transcendence

Stage 1 ?? / Stage 2 ?? / Stage 3 ??

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Sword mastery levels

Sword Intent.

Sword Aura.