Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Upon hearing Sun Zhe’s words, Yuan Xinyi’s expression immediately showed increased vigilance, her blood-stained delicate hand instinctively gripping the sword hilt.

Even though Sun Zhe was her savior, she couldn’t help but remain cautious.

Because she wasn’t sure of the true motives behind this mysterious masked expert’s rescue.

However, considering her injuries, after weighing her options, she ultimately decided to place her trust in Sun Zhe, a fellow compatriot.

If she acted alone and was found by those Outer World Cultivators again, or encountered those troublesome Dao Transformation Vines, she would surely end up reporting to King Yama.

“Then I’ll trouble you, Mr. Ahgui.”

Sun Zhe laughed freely, “Don’t worry, Miss Yuan, people from Hua Country don’t deceive other Hua Country people.”

“Okay, thank you.” Yuan Xinyi’s face revealed a faint smile.

A sudden wind arose.

Lin Feiyan and Huang Liang swiftly flew over, landing lightly behind Sun Zhe.

Huang Liang instantly recognized Yuan Xinyi and said, “Master, it’s her! She’s the one who snatched the Dao Transformation Fruit earlier!”

Upon hearing Huang Liang’s words, Yuan Xinyi immediately became alarmed, climbing up from the ground despite her injuries, and staggeringly withdrawing backwards.

“Alas.”

Sun Zhe shook his head helplessly, feeling that Huang Liang spoke too much, and said to Yuan Xinyi, “Miss Yuan, regardless of whether you believe it or not, I am not here for that Dao Transformation Fruit.”

Yuan Xinyi glared at Lin Feiyan and Huang Liang, “You and I naturally have trust, but I have no trust in outsiders.”

Sun Zhe said, “You can rest assured; with me here, they won’t harm you, and they can’t stir up trouble.”

“Miss Yuan, if you truly can’t trust us, then we’ll take our leave now, hoping to meet again.”

After saying this, he turned and was about to leave.

“Wait a moment!”

Seeing Sun Zhe was really about to leave, Yuan Xinyi panicked, remembering the terrifying Dao Transformation Vines and those fierce and unyielding Outer World Cultivators, and quickly said, “Mr. Ahgui, I will go with you!”

“…”

After tidying up briefly, Sun Zhe saw that Yuan Xinyi was too severely injured to travel, and decided to release Sun Batian to carry her.

Then, under Huang Liang’s guidance, the group officially set off, winding through the dense forest.

In the blink of an eye.

Night fell.

In the dark forest, Sun Zhe held a torch lit with Pure Yang Sacred Fire, looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, and curiously asked, “This Immortal Cave Mansion is isolated from the outside world, so why can we still see stars and the moon?”

Walking ahead, Huang Liang smiled and explained, “This Immortal Cave Mansion is indeed isolated from the outside world. Just like the space under Stone Lake earlier, there is no day and night, the moon and stars you see now are merely illusions created by an Array.”

“I see.”

Sun Zhe nodded, then turned to look at Yuan Xinyi riding on Sun Batian’s back, noticing her painful expression and bloodless face, and said, “Let’s find a place to rest tonight and set out again at dawn.”

“Alright, master!”

Then.

Huang Liang used his compass to find a “feng shui treasure land,” as he called it, as a temporary campsite.

Sun Zhe walked over to find that there was a stream beside the campsite and jokingly said it should be called a “rheumatic treasure land.”

“Master, you’re unaware, this stream is transformed from Earth Immortal’s blood, an ordinary person drinking a sip can prolong their life, and it’s rich in Spiritual Qi, which greatly benefits our Cultivation.”

“Let’s settle here. Go gather some firewood.”

“Alright, master!”

…

At night.

In front of the bonfire lit with Pure Yang Sacred Fire.

The four sat cross-legged at a distance from each other, not disturbing one another, but each remaining somewhat vigilant.

Sun Zhe leaned against Sun Batian and closed his eyes, connecting his Divine Sense to the Ring Space, chatting with Zhu Yan and the other women inside, and reporting his current situation to them.

“Uh…”

Suddenly, an extremely suppressed groan came from nearby.

Sun Zhe looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yuan Xinyi hugging her knees, sitting in front of the bonfire, her delicate body swaying as if about to fall, clearly weak and exhausted, but unable to dare to close her eyes.

He knew Yuan Xinyi was being wary and cautious, and dared not easily trust anyone present, so he got up and walked over to ask, “Miss Yuan, would you like to have some of our hometown’s specialty?”

“What specialty?”

Sun Zhe’s face was full of mystery as he stretched out his hand, revealing a bucket of instant noodles seemingly appearing out of thin air.

Seeing this, Yuan Xinyi shook her head and chuckled lightly, “I didn’t expect you to carry this with you.”

“Want to have a bucket?”

“No need, thank you.” Yuan Xinyi shook her head gently, smiling and said, “I have fasted for years, Mr. Ahgui, enjoy it yourself.”

Then Sun Zhe asked Huang Liang and Lin Feiyan, who were meditating nearby, but they both politely declined citing fasting.

Helplessly, Sun Zhe had to eat by himself.

After finishing a bucket of instant noodles, Sun Zhe reclined on Sun Batian and soon fell asleep.

Compared to meditation, he preferred sleeping.

Time slowly passed.

The night grew deeper.

It was unclear how much time had passed when Sun Zhe was suddenly startled awake by a choking sensation.

He swiftly opened his eyes, intending to act, but was astonished to find Yuan Xinyi leaning on his body, lips locked with his.

“Whoa! What’s going on?”

Sun Zhe was shaken, and instantly wiped away his drowsiness, hurriedly pushing away the soft and supple fragrant body.

“Miss Yuan, what do you mean?”

That’s when he noticed Yuan Xinyi was burning hot, even contact through her clothes would bring a slight burning sensation.

“I… I’m feeling uncomfortable.”

At this point, Yuan Xinyi’s eyes were hazy, like a walking corpse, seemingly lacking reason.

She reached out to hug Sun Zhe’s neck, and her fresh lips once again pressed against.

Sun Zhe was about to push her away but felt a pure energy flowing from her mouth.

The energy carried a dense fruit fragrance, endlessly pouring from her mouth.

After a while.

Yuan Xinyi released Sun Zhe, gazing at him with blurry eyes as if drunk, weakly saying, “Sorry, I can’t bear the medicinal power of the Dao Transformation Fruit alone. Instead of letting it dissipate in vain… I’d rather transfer it to you, as repayment for saving my life.”

Sun Zhe touched his lips, forcing an awkward smile on his face, unsure of what to say.

However, he indeed felt his cultivation improving, almost breaking through, and the medicinal power, upon entering his abdomen, didn’t enter the Dantian, but directly led to a rise in cultivation, truly miraculous!

Yuan Xinyi scrutinized him and suddenly asked, “You’re a Pure Yang Holy Body, right? I noticed when you released Pure Yang Sacred Fire.”

“Yes.”

Yuan Xinyi’s lips softly compressed, “That’s perfect, I need the Pure Yang Holy Body to refine the medicinal power of the Dao Transformation Fruit,”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe lightly frowned, instantly understanding Yuan Xinyi’s intention.

He glanced at the meditating Huang Liang and Lin Feiyan nearby, “How about we head to the forest over there?”

Yuan Xinyi nodded gently, “Could you please support me? I’m so weak.”

Sun Zhe didn’t support her but directly carried her in his arms, striding toward the small forest.

This long night, encountering such a peerless beauty voluntarily offering herself, Sun Zhe felt he couldn’t resist.