“Changkun, how do you feel?”
Within a courtyard filled with ancient charm, a youth in green sat in meditation, practicing his internal arts.
Wisps of essence radiated from his nose and mouth like white smoke.
Then, his eyes slowly opened, clear as mirrors.
The strange poison within his body had been suppressed, though completely eradicating it would still take some time.
However, from an external perspective, he now appeared no different from an ordinary person.
“Much better.
The poison has been suppressed by me; it can only be eliminated bit by bit in the future.” Xu Changkun sat up from his meditative posture and gave a slight smile.
Perhaps his strength would be greatly discounted, and he could not easily mobilize his internal energy, but dealing with ordinary demonic beasts or bandits was still manageable.
However, if he encountered an enemy, he might need to temporarily avoid the brunt of their force.
He clenched his fist slightly, feeling the slow accumulation of power within him, and could not help but let out a sigh.
“What is it?”
The girl’s voice was soft and melodious, like water trickling down a high mountain; just hearing it was enough to intoxicate the heart.
Her black hair was gathered behind her head in a waterfall, secured only by a sandalwood hairpins, flowing down to her waist.
The girl leaned forward slightly, her nation-toppling countenance partially hidden by the hair on her forehead.
Faintly, one could see her almond eyes—elegant, lovely, and filled with a tenderness like water.
Her jade nose was delicate, and her pink lips were translucent and warm.
She looked like a kind and approachable older sister from next door, yet she carried a unique scholarly aura, gentle and refined.
She drew closer, wearing a light blue classical long dress woven from high-quality brocade silk.
The clouds patterns on the collar and cuffs were intricate and magnificent.
An ordinary woman would find it difficult to carry such a celestial garment, but on the girl’s jade body, it seemed perfectly natural, showcasing her graceful and well-proportioned figure flawlessly.
The two full and upright mounds of her breasts pushed against the fabric, and a sliver of snowy white was revealed at the neckline, faintly showing the girl’s charming and deep cleavage, adding a hint of mystery and seduction to this dignified daughter of a noble family.
Flexible and smooth white “Heavenly Silk” stockings covered her from her small feet up to her slick thighs.
Almost accidentally, a glimpse of snowy “spring scenery” was revealed, yet it did not diminish her dignity; instead, it added a touch of purity.
Her name was Chu Xianger.
Her background was somewhat mysterious, and she seemed to have known Xu Changkun since childhood.
Although her medical skills were not as peerless as her master’s, she could be called a famous physician.
As the saying goes, they were childhood sweethearts, inseparable.
She originally thought she could accompany Xu Changkun until their hair turned white, but she never imagined the world was so vast, filled with celestial wonders and extraordinary women; even her face, which she considered outstanding, might pale in comparison.
Because of this, she desired even more not to be separated from Xu Changkun…
and only she knew how much she had sacrificed to stay by his side.
He did not lack martial power, but he lacked a confidant, a harbor.
Thus, she did not revere martial arts or immortal techniques; she only wished to heal hearts and save people, so that when he was injured, she could provide him with a sanctuary.
“It’s nothing.
Didn’t Xianger say she wanted to see the scenery outside the palace?
It just so happens I know a place to admire flowers.
Let me go call Qiaotong, and we shall go together.”
But, I only want to be with you…
A flash of loneliness appeared in Chu Xianger’s eyes, but seeing Xu Changkun’s expectant gaze, she put on a smile: “Alright.”
…
“Young Hero Xu is indeed a dragon among men…”
On the green grass, the galaxy was reflected in the clear pond where white lotuses bloomed, swaying gently with the breeze.
A man in green and white clothes, with jade hanging from his waist, possessed a heroic aura.
Beside him was a woman in a light blue celestial skirt, with a gentle temperament and a face as beautiful as the moon—this was none other than the “Medical Immortal,” Chu Xianger. Read the latest chapters at g.com.
Another person wore a vermilion short robe, with her black hair tied into two playful ponytails.
Her figure was slightly petite and exquisite, like a swallow, yet the scale of her chest was surprisingly not inferior to Chu Xianger’s.
Her small face was sweet and cute, with a hint of naive charm.
“Look, the taller one is our noble lady, the famous beauty ‘Medical Immortal’ Chu Xianger.”
“The shorter nuisance is Changkun’s younger sister, Gong Qiaotong.”
On a distant grassy slope, Mo Qingyan, dressed in black, and the old servant Guo Ju were observing in secret.
Following the Demon Sect Saintess’s fair finger, they saw two beautiful girls with different styles surrounding Xu Changkun.
“In a moment, I will lure Changkun and that little brat away.
You will act according to the plan we discussed earlier, understood?”
Mo Qingyan lightly tapped Guo Ju’s head with her finger.
Her seductive eyes cast a soul-hooking glance at the organ between the sturdy man’s legs.
Although it was still inside his trousers, she could faintly feel its heat and size.
“Yes, Saintess.
This old servant will do his utmost to cooperate with you!”
“It’s not really about cooperating with me…
to win the beauty’s heart, you’ll have to see if that ‘treasure’ of yours is up to the task~”
Saying this, the peerless temptress gently pinched the meat-root that was already beginning to stand upright.
Her small face blushed slightly as she laughed: “Then I shall go first.
You must find the right opportunity~”
Before Guo Ju could recover from the sensation of Mo Qingyan’s cool, boneless little hand, the enchantress had already vanished.
The old servant snapped out of it and hurriedly departed as well.