Regarding the price Faen mentioned, Xayah didn't take it to heart. On one hand, Xayah had immense confidence in herself. On the other hand, the Vastaya's resistance to toxins naturally far exceeded that of ordinary humans, and because of her connection to the consciousness of nature, Xayah's resistance in the Spirit Realm also far surpassed her kin's. Under these circumstances, Xayah didn't believe Faen's so-called negative side effects would have any impact on her.
Even if they did, it would only make her senses sharper and her intuition more vigilant. And if there were other toxic components, the consciousness of this land would naturally provide corresponding warnings, helping her avoid negative effects.
When it comes down to it, we Vastaya are simply superior. We can establish a deeper connection with nature itself. As a human, no matter how powerful you are, you could never understand this, right?
Thinking this, a look of pride surfaced on Xayah's face.
To any Vastaya, a tighter connection with nature itself was the capital they took pride in. This was also why many Vastaya hated humans—their connection to nature was weak, and they even unconsciously harmed the world and the consciousness of nature itself. Just as Shen witnessed Noxians trampling on land spirits and killing them with his own eyes, Vastaya similarly loathed humans for harming the spirits of nature.
It could only be said that Xayah's batch of Vastaya were all in Ionia. If they were to take a tour around the Valoran continent and see firsthand how Noxians conducted war development, by the time they returned, they would probably feel that Ionia's situation wasn't unacceptable.
While thinking this, Xayah looked at Faen and said, "Where is the stuff? How are you going to help me?"
To this, Faen simply extended a finger. A drop of milky-white liquid sat vividly on his fingertip, refracting a colorful halo in the sunlight like a pearl.
Looking at the liquid Faen produced from nowhere, Xayah's eyes filled with suspicion. "This stuff... can help me?"
"You can ask nature itself, can't you?" Faen reminded her. Although Xayah couldn't communicate with the consciousness of nature itself, a connection far exceeding that of an ordinary Vastaya made it relatively simple for her to receive some revelations from the consciousness of nature.
Hearing this, Xayah nodded. She stared at the water drop on Faen's fingertip and fell into a brief silence. After a long while, Xayah nodded half-skeptically and said, "Mhm... I'll trust you this once. How do I use it?"
Although she received a vague confirmation from the consciousness of nature, Xayah's personality still prevented her from speaking nicely.
Faen didn't mind this much. After all, when Jinx, Vi, and Caitlyn first started out, while they weren't exactly identical to the current Xayah, they weren't far off either. They all had their own ideas, felt they wouldn't be influenced, and always stubbornly refused to speak nicely. And now? Let alone relatively normal girls like Jinx and Caitlyn, even the tomboy Vi, when with Faen, would obediently ovulate, let her cervix descend, have her nipples gorge with blood, swell, and lactate. She'd become incredibly feminine, shyly wanting to have a baby, and even unconsciously engage in catfights with the other girls during orgies, right?
Having total confidence in his abilities, Faen wasn't repulsed by Xayah's current pride; instead, he found it quite interesting. After all, having "developed" so many girls, Faen knew very well that the prouder the girl, the harder she'd fall when she fell from grace. Once she became a "contrast bitch," she'd become even more fawning. Take Caitlyn, for example. On the surface, a refined lady from a prestigious family, ambitious, and utterly uninterested in men. Yet now, she was absolutely the most uninhibited one by Faen's side. Several times, by the end of their play sessions, not just her cervix, but her entire baby room would prolapse outside her body. Once recovered, she'd still have to clamp a load of "nutrient fluid" inside her just to calm down enough to work at the Piltover Council.
As for right now...
Hearing Xayah's question, Faen said, "Open your mouth."
Hearing this, Xayah assumed Faen was going to toss the water drop into her mouth, so without overthinking it, she opened her rosy lips. But in the next instant, Xayah saw Faen thrust his finger directly into her mouth. She wanted to spit it out and give Faen a harsh scolding, but before she could spit out Faen's finger, his hand had already caught hold of Xayah's tongue. Preventing Xayah from speaking and also stopping her from spitting his hand out, Faen thoroughly smeared the liquid all over the avian girl's rosy little tongue before nodding and withdrawing his hand. Seeing this, Sona nearby quickly pulled out a handkerchief to help Faen wipe his hand.
This surprised Faen, who was about to find a tissue to wipe it himself. Realizing Faen's astonishment, Sona snapped back to reality, froze slightly, then lowered her head with a blushing face, not saying anything more.
Watching this scene unfold and taking note of it, Riven simply sighed helplessly. Although she had only been taken from the back door and hadn't been officially deflowered by that guy Faen yet, this child Sona was clearly a bit too naive. Her understanding of the world was far too shallow; she was already unconsciously treating Faen as her master and even starting similar "catfights."
Although helpless, Riven was almost certain Faen ate this up. What this bastard loved most was defiling pure little white flowers with his own colors, turning them into his exclusive meat sleeves, and then watching these once-pure, noble, and proud girls catfight for his favor, revealing low, sow-like expressions.
And the most infuriating part was, it wasn't just the other girls; even she herself would unconsciously show that kind of expression...
Thinking this, Riven's eyes filled with helplessness.
This helplessness, aside from Riven knowing she had fallen into Faen's demonic clutches and couldn't escape, also stemmed from a bit of a headache.
With Sona's figure being what it was, if she also started catfighting, how were the other girls supposed to play? Just thinking about it made it seem incredibly hard to compete against her, right?
Also witnessing this unfold, Akali tilted her head. The relationship between Teacher and Miss Sona? Isn't it a bit too intimate? Also, what was that water drop on Teacher's finger? Wasn't that Vastayan avian girl burning with anger just a moment ago? Why now... does it feel a bit strange?
Just as Akali felt, Xayah had initially been furious about Faen casually playing with her tongue. But when the Joy Factor was rapidly absorbed by the mucous membranes in her mouth, Xayah almost instantly felt her body's connection to the world become something entirely out of the ordinary.