Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

”Hahaha...”

”You want to know what it means to watch the tigers fight from a hilltop or to watch dogs bite each other? Isn’t this it?”

Sun Zhe, with his legs crossed, sat beneath the pine tree on the mountain peak, holding a handful of five-spice melon seeds, watching the members of the Qin and Wang families fight fiercely in the distance, feeling quite pleased.

”Qingyan, how do you find this drama I’ve directed?”

Mu Qingyan stood by, looking at Sun Zhe’s face that perfectly depicted the phrase ”when a villain succeeds,” unable to stop herself from wanting to mock him.

Whether the Qin and Wang families were fighting like dogs, she didn’t know, but she certainly thought Sun Zhe was quite dog-like.

”Shameless.”

Mu Qingyan held back her laughter, offering this kind of evaluation.

Sun Zhe was immediately displeased, ”Come on, Qingyan, don’t talk bad about your man like that.”

Mu Qingyan snorted softly, looking elsewhere, ”Who is my man?”

Suddenly, Sun Zhe stood up, pulling her soft and delicate body into his arms, burying his face in her neck and breathing in her orchid-musk-like fragrance with greed.

”Are you asking for trouble?”

”Oh, don’t...”

Mu Qingyan’s face flushed, her waist lightly twisting, displaying a stance of willing resistance. Suddenly, her body stiffened as she looked at Sun Zhe with a resentful gaze.

It was because she felt something hard pressing against her waist, as hot as a burning stick, making her feel like she was melting.

”Alright, silly, don’t fool around. Those cultivators aren’t stupid; once they realize it, they’ll chase after us.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe released her, and said seriously, ”Indeed, we need to find a place to deal with this Mystic Lotus.”

Mu Qingyan said, ”I know of a place, a cave abode left by a senior.”

”Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!”

”...”

About half an hour later.

Mu Qingyan, familiar with the route, led Sun Zhe to the cave abode she mentioned, nestled amid the majestic mountains of the Valley of Ten Thousand Graves.

The cave abode was located halfway up the mountain, surrounded by dense vegetation, making it extremely difficult to find with the naked eye; lush green vines hung straight down at the entrance, forming a natural curtain. If one didn’t know about the cave abode, it would be hard to discover, even if passing close by.

Sun Zhe parted the vines as he walked into the entrance, and was immediately amazed; the spacious cave abode filled with ancient aura had everything one could expect.

All kinds of stone furniture, even pots, bowls, and pans.

”Such a well-maintained cave abode; it seems its previous owner was a woman.”

Mu Qingyan, behind Sun Zhe, remained silent.

Actually, this cave abode was built by her when she was in her twenties while training; that was several hundred years ago.

She walked towards the large stone bed as if she was returning home, then elegantly took out a blanket from her Storage Treasure, spread it on the bed, and sat on the bed edge. Joining her legs together, she tucked her skirt into her knees and said, ”I must quickly consume the Mystic Lotus to heal my Dao Foundation.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe approached her without a word, sat by her side, and took the Mystic Lotus out from the Ring Space.

At that moment, a thick and fervent Yang Essence filled the cave abode.

Mu Qingyan felt like she was soaking in a hot spring, warm and comfortable, fixing her gaze on the Mystic Lotus in Sun Zhe’s hand, ”I only need to consume a few petals, but the Mystic Lotus hasn’t fully matured, so I need...”

She stopped mid-sentence, feeling difficulty in continuing.

Sun Zhe stared at her candidly, ”So, you need what?”

Mu Qingyan blushed, lowering her head with hesitation, her gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifting towards Sun Zhe’s crotch.

Ever since she found out Sun Zhe’s true identity, she understood why, after having relations with him once, her internal Yin Lotus began slowly maturing.

It was undoubtedly due to the nourishment from the Yang Essence of the Pure Yang Holy Body!

Pure Yang Holy Body was rare in the world, especially for female cultivators, it was a treasure trove for cultivation, an excellent furnace. It was initially because Xia Shiyue told her Sun Zhe had a Pure Yang Holy Body that she decided to take Sun Zhe as her disciple.

Seeing Mu Qingyan’s bashful demeanor, Sun Zhe slowly realized the implication, grinning mischievously, ”You need my little brother’s help?”

”Get lost.”

Mu Qingyan’s face grew even redder, angrily pinching his arm.

”Looks like you do need it.”

Sun Zhe laughed heartily, suddenly putting down the Mystic Lotus, extending a hand to grasp her aromatic shoulder while placing the other hand on her knee. His rough palm rubbed against the dense fibers of her stockings, creating a slight, alluring sound.

Mu Qingyan’s slender waist twisted as she lowered her head, staying silent, feeling embarrassed.

Though she had had relations with Sun Zhe before, it was when she was not fully conscious, so she felt nothing.

Now, with a clear mind, especially knowing Sun Zhe’s true identity as her disciple she never met, made her resistant to such actions.

”Qingyan, what’s wrong?”

Sun Zhe leaned in to gently bite her earlobe, blowing hot breath into her ear, while his mischievous hand slipped into her lotus petal-covered bust, expertly finding a jade bead, gently pinching it.

”Mm... itch.”

Mu Qingyan’s body trembled slightly, feeling as if she was melting and softening entirely, her strength seemingly drained away.

”Don’t do that, it feels uncomfortable.”

Sun Zhe ignored her, greedily nibbling her ear and neck, his hand alternately gripping and rubbing inside her snowy neckline, occasionally tracing circles around the jade bead on the coin-sized pink blush.

The slight granularity of the pores on the pink blush, felt distinctly through his fingertips.

Gradually, the jade bead seemed to awaken, becoming hard and prominent.

”Qingyan, are you this sensitive?”

”Mm, stop... let me take the Mystic Lotus first.”

”Alright.”

Sun Zhe suddenly withdrew his hand and readily handed her the iridescent Mystic Lotus in his hand.

A brief moment later.

After Mu Qingyan consumed a few petals of the Mystic Lotus, Sun Zhe could distinctly feel the vitality emanating from her body growing fervent, her porcelain skin beginning to glisten with fragrant sweat.

”Mm... it’s so hot.”

Sun Zhe knew the timing was right. He immediately moved up to her knees, pressing his hands against her shoulders while slowly pressing her down.

”Qingyan.”

”Mm... what’s wrong?”

Mu Qingyan, face blushing, lay on the flat stone bed, her fragrant, soft hair scattered messily like blooming fireworks, stunningly beautiful.

Sun Zhe gazed passionately yet gently at the beautiful fairy beneath, smiling, ”Cultivation is cultivation, but enjoyment is still necessary.”

Mu Qingyan didn’t comprehend Sun Zhe’s intentions but had hunches, causing her delicate body to tense up unconsciously.

”Whatever you want, just do it.”

She practically surrendered, laying down with her arms covering her eyes.

”Qingyan, trust me, you’ll fall in love with it.”

Confident in his own skills, Sun Zhe imagined the moments to come when this proud and cold beauty would be overwhelmed with tears and cries.

The mere thought of turning a noble and aloof beauty into that made him feel a great sense of achievement!

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