Zhu Zhuqing... So Fast

Zhu Zhuqing. So Fast

At that moment, Gu Ye stared intently at Zhu Zhuqing lying on the bed. Especially when he noticed the expression on her face that seemed to say she was his for the taking, his heart stirred slightly.

After all, Zhu Zhuqing's figure as she lay on the bed was simply too mature and alluring, utterly devoid of a young girl's immaturity. She was even more captivating than the young married women Gu Ye had treated these past days, making his heart race.

However, Gu Ye was still the proper Gu Ye. After casting aside the wild thoughts in his mind, he took out a bottle and a syringe.

"Isn't that the blood you extracted from my Martial Soul?" Zhu Zhuqing asked when she saw the familiar bottle in Gu Ye's hand.

"Yes, your Martial Soul blood."

"After my research, I found that this drop of blood has a special effect. In a moment, I'll inject it into your body and fuse it with your Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul. Your Martial Soul will undergo some changes afterward."

"The result will only make you stronger. That is my promise to you. Even if something goes wrong and leaves you crippled or incomplete, you needn't worry, because I said I would take care of you for a whole blanket's worth."

Gu Ye smiled sincerely. He truly meant it when he said he would take care of Zhu Zhuqing for a whole blanket's worth.

Hearing Gu Ye's words, Zhu Zhuqing snorted softly. "Begin."

Gu Ye was indeed very handsome, but she, Zhu Zhuqing, was disciplined and strong. She did not need Gu Ye to take care of her for the rest of her life.

Clearly, Zhu Zhuqing had misunderstood Gu Ye's words. Gu Ye had said "a whole blanket's worth"—the blanket of a bed—while Zhu Zhuqing had thought he meant "a whole lifetime."

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing urge him on, Gu Ye did not waste any time. He removed the needle, tested the syringe, and then drew out the Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul Serum.

Holding the syringe in one hand, Gu Ye looked at Zhu Zhuqing and grinned wickedly. "When my needle enters your body, the first time will hurt a lot. You'll need to endure it."

Seeing how large the needle in Gu Ye's hand was, Zhu Zhuqing felt a little afraid. But she had already said the words; if she backed down now, she would not be Zhu Zhuqing.

Thus, she steeled herself and said quietly, "Come on." Then she closed her eyes and waited for Gu Ye's needle to pierce some part of her body.

However, she did not know which part of her body Gu Ye's needle would pierce, so Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes to take a look.

But when she looked, she discovered that Gu Ye had already finished.

So fast!

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Gu Ye in astonishment. She had not expected him to be so quick; she had not even felt anything, and it was already over.

If Gu Ye knew what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking, he might have immediately taken out an even larger needle and jabbed her until she cried out.

"Is it done?"

"Didn't you say the first time would hurt?"

"Why didn't I feel anything?"

"And why were you so fast?"

Zhu Zhuqing's four consecutive questions struck Gu Ye's heart like repeated hammer blows, leaving him silent for a time.

At that moment, Gu Ye realized that Zhu Zhuqing was not as cold and aloof as she had seemed when he first met her. Every word she spoke went straight for the heart, straight to the essence of the matter.

He looked at Zhu Zhuqing, this woman who dared to call him fast and say that the first time did not hurt.

In a moment, Gu Ye would let her know what pain truly was.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Seeing Gu Ye's somewhat gloomy expression, Zhu Zhuqing asked another question. Yet her cool tone, carrying a trace of concern, only left Gu Ye even more speechless.

From that moment onward, Gu Ye, as a man, made an important decision: someday, he would make Zhu Zhuqing understand what pain that reached deep into one's heart was.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

Gu Ye counted down as he looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

The instant he finished counting, Zhu Zhuqing, who had not felt anything before, suddenly changed expression.

"Urgh—"

She instinctively clutched her chest, her expression growing increasingly pained.

Gu Ye watched Zhu Zhuqing, a trace of excitement rising within him.

The pain on Zhu Zhuqing's face was more or less what he had expected.

The Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul Serum was also useful to Zhu Zhuqing herself, and the clear signs of pain she was showing now indicated that she was fusing with the Martial Soul Serum.

The next moment, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly arched her body, the pained expression on her face intensifying further.

Gu Ye pressed down on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders and said seriously, "Zhu Zhuqing, you need to endure this now. This is a sign that your Martial Soul has begun to fuse. If you want to become stronger, then no matter how painful it is, you must endure it. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Zhu Zhuqing forced out those words with difficulty.

Injecting the same Martial Soul Serum back into the original Martial Soul was a first-time experiment. The pain involved was not something an ordinary person could endure.

But Zhu Zhuqing was not an ordinary person.

She had grown up in the Star Luo Empire.

And in the Zhu Clan, which was closely tied to the most cold-blooded royal family.

Since childhood, she had witnessed all manner of cruel things.

Brothers killing brothers and sisters killing sisters—she had experienced all of it firsthand.

If she had not escaped from the Star Luo Empire before, she might have already become a ghost beneath her sister's blade.

She was a woman with a clear goal.

She wanted to grow stronger. She wanted to defeat that woman.

In order to become stronger, no matter how much it hurt now, she had to endure it.

"Ah!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out inside the room.

At some point, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been curled over, suddenly rose and tightly embraced Gu Ye. Then she bit down hard on his shoulder.

Assailed by intense pain, Zhu Zhuqing bit down with all her strength. Likewise, she held Gu Ye with all her strength.

At that moment, sweat had soaked through her clothes, while blood flowed from Gu Ye's shoulder into her mouth.

Her consciousness had grown hazy from the agonizing pain. When Zhu Zhuqing felt sweet blood with a faint metallic tang flow into her mouth, she swallowed it.

Her mind was already too muddled to realize she was drinking Gu Ye's blood. Her teeth remained clamped onto his shoulder, and the hands around his waist showed no intention of letting go.

At that moment, Gu Ye's broad chest seemed to give her a sense of safety. As she held him, she became unwilling to release him.

No one knew how long passed before the excruciating pain of the Martial Soul fusion caused Zhu Zhuqing to faint in Gu Ye's arms.

And while she was unconscious, the Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul Serum completely merged into Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul.

Her Martial Soul seemed to undergo a kind of sublimation. The originally dark black-and-purple Netherworld Spirit Cat became even darker, its entire body gleaming with a glossy black sheen.

At the same time, the black aura around Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Spirit Cat Martial Soul began to spread, as though it were about to form black flames.

Gu Ye looked at the unconscious Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, then at the wound on his shoulder, and gave a bitter smile.

"Looks like it succeeded."

After examining the changes in Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul once more, Gu Ye finally had his answer.

Martial Soul Serum from the same Martial Soul could indeed be used on Soul Masters with the same Martial Soul, and its effects were exceptional.

Just like Zhu Zhuqing now, not only had her Martial Soul undergone certain changes, but even her Soul Power had increased considerably.

This morning, Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power had only risen from level twenty-seven to level twenty-eight. Yet now, she had already reached level thirty.

That was enough to demonstrate the power of Gu Ye's Martial Soul Serum.

"But this is only one example. It can't be fully confirmed yet. More experiments are needed, and the pain involved isn't something an ordinary person could endure."

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who had fainted from the pain, Gu Ye found himself somewhat fond of her tenacious nature.

"Forget it. I should treat the wound on my shoulder first."

Gu Ye withdrew his gaze from Zhu Zhuqing's face and looked at the row of teeth marks she had left on his shoulder, hurriedly stopping the bleeding and treating it.

He did not even care that Zhu Zhuqing was lying unconscious in his arms, her lovely face flushed and fragrant sweat dripping onto his clothes.

However, at that moment, Dai Mubai had already arrived outside the Medical Hall.

As he looked into the Medical Hall, his face filled with anger. Unable to endure it any longer, he kicked open the Medical Hall's front door.