Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

To make up for these days of neglect towards Zhu Yan, Sun Zhe really intended to give it his all this time.

He hoisted her long, white silk-clad legs onto his shoulders and commenced a furious output.

”Tonight, it’s either you die or I’m completely spent!”

”Mmm... Faster, darling. Did you skip dinner?”

Zhu Yan shook her head, looking utterly seductive, teasing him relentlessly.

About forty minutes later.

The first round came to a close.

Sun Zhe lay on the bed, drenched in sweat, weak after the burst of exertion, pondering the origins of the universe and humanity.

”What’s the matter, little rascal? You’re done after the first round already?”

Zhu Yan quickly recovered, moved to lie on Sun Zhe’s hairy thigh, using a slender hand to gather her messy hair, tossing it over her shoulder as she gently tidied the tools of crime.

Sun Zhe reached over to touch her ear, asking, ”By the way, why isn’t Fang Jiayun at home?”

Hearing this, Zhu Yan glanced up at him, a hint of threat in her eyes, ”What, are you looking for her?”

”No, I’m just curious.”

Zhu Yan replied seriously, ”She moved out a few days ago. Said she wasn’t used to living here.”

Sun Zhe smiled wryly, ”Let her be then, as long as she’s okay. After all, I promised Uncle Zhou I’d take care of her.”

Zhu Yan suddenly slapped his leg, teasingly said, ”Don’t change the topic. Are you still up for it or not? How long are you resting for?”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe gritted his teeth, hoping to eke out some rest time, ”Then go change into another pair of stockings.”

Zhu Yan glanced at the white silk stockings on her legs, noticing a run caused by someone, and then slipped off the bed and walked to the wardrobe, ”Which kind do you want?”

Sun Zhe turned his head and looked for a moment, then said, ”Try the pearly ones.”

”These flesh-toned pearly stockings?”

”Yes, those are the ones.”

”Why do you like pearly ones now? I remember you always preferred glossy.”

”I like them both.”

”...”

Momentarily.

The bed resumed its vigorous squeaking, as intense as an earthquake, signaling that this fierce battle was far from over.

Sun Zhe initially thought he would lose miserably, defeated, but as the rounds continued, he realized he was quite strong, not feeling tired at all.

Previously, during cultivation with Zhu Yan, he would last only three or four rounds before being utterly drained, but this time, upon returning, he found his prowess had increased to the point of disregarding the He Gu Heart Scripture.

He reasoned that this was likely related to his recent breakthrough.

First successfully Gathering Spirit, then being tossed into the Wan Mu Cauldron by Sister Long for refining, and also absorbing the liquid of the Human Emperor Pill... It’s these combined factors that led to his increased strength.

Upon understanding these factors, Sun Zhe’s confidence surged, withholding nothing, suddenly yanking Zhu Yan off the bed, pressing her against the glass of the balcony door, and unleashing a wild barrage.

”Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!”

”You little rascal, how... how are you this fierce?”

Zhu Yan weakly lay against the balcony door glass, her two ample, smooth rounds flattened into a large pancake, her feet in silver high heels elevated to the extreme, as if Sun Zhe had thrust her into the air.

Realizing Sun Zhe’s unusual vigor, she began to panic.

During previous cultivation, she’d secretly operate the He Gu Heart Scripture to quickly make Sun Zhe surrender.

To her, Sun Zhe was like a water-soaked sponge, a few presses would thoroughly dry him out, but this time, upon returning, he felt like an endless stream.

Sun Zhe pressed against her from behind, his gaze fierce, a hand clutching her hair, another pinching her waist, ”Weren’t you the one who said I couldn’t sleep tonight? That I was going to exhaust you completely?”

”Shouldn’t we take a break? I really... Ah ah, don’t... don’t thrust so hard!”

”Baby, I was wrong, forgive me... It’s almost reaching my throat!”

Sun Zhe grinned devilishly, ”Ha, forgive you? Do you have any idea how much humiliation I’ve endured from you in the past?”

”...”

With a frenzied output, Zhu Yan was reduced to tears.

Sun Zhe showed no signs of stopping, wanting to test his limits, disregarding Zhu Yan’s cries and spasms, he turned her over to face him, letting her hang on him as he supported her snowy buttocks, strolling through the room while still delivering output.

Before long.

The clean, tidy floor was covered with shimmering water.

Zhu Yan hung on Sun Zhe, uncontrollably shivering, eyes rolling back, tears streaming, weakly sticking out her small pink tongue, ”Husband, I really can’t take it anymore... forgive me...”

...

The fierce battle lasted until after six in the morning.

Yet Sun Zhe, still unsatisfied and feeling a sense of discontent. However, at the final stage, Zhu Yan merely spasmed desperately, with no more water to give, prompting him to cease and spare Zhu Yan this time.

Suppressing his unquenched desire alone, Sun Zhe fell asleep, deciding to continue after awakening.

As time slowly passed.

When Sun Zhe awoke around noon, he found Zhu Yan absent from the bedside.

Upon checking his phone, he found a message left by Zhu Yan, stating she had sudden business to attend to at work, and would return home very late.

”Heh... Claimed she wasn’t working today, she must have been scared.”

Sun Zhe laughed with satisfaction, feeling a great sense of accomplishment, as if he had washed away all shame, standing tall as a man again.

Laying in bed for a moment, Sun Zhe sat cross-legged, starting to absorb the Yin Essence harvested overnight.

The Yin Essence harvested from Zhu Yan was not particularly beneficial to him now, once absorbed and integrated into his Elixir Field and Qi Sea, had little impact, akin to a drop in the ocean.

Yet, the medicinal power of the Human Emperor Pill, stimulated via the Unity Contract, was exceptionally potent.

Over time, he could distinctly feel his Elixir Field and Qi Sea expanding, and the third ”Qi Ring” gradually forming.

”Just one more cultivation session and I should reach the third stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm.”

”But who’s suitable for that?”

”Click, click, click, click...”

As he pondered, he suddenly heard the crisp sound of high heels’ from downstairs, prompting him to release his Divine Sense for investigation, discovering it was Jiang Yushu.

In the living room downstairs.

Jiang Yushu seemed to have just returned from outside, dressed in a white, form-fitting mini-dress, wearing silver high heels, her long, beautiful legs wrapped in sheer, flesh-toned glossy stockings.

”Hmm, let’s cultivate with Sister Yushu, it’s high time she improved as well.”

With this thought, Sun Zhe immediately picked up his phone and sent Jiang Yushu a message, instructing her to come upstairs.

Moments later, the sharp sound of high heels could be heard at the doorway.

Jiang Yushu did not knock, instead pushing the door open, upon seeing Sun Zhe sitting cross-legged on the bed, she was about to speak but suddenly froze, as if seeing something alarming.

”My gosh... How wild were you two last night?”

”...”