"Don't talk, don't let your mind wander. Gather your inner strength and circulate it along the path of my cultivation technique." Li Hao said nervously. This was his first time experiencing such an erotic cultivation scene!
"I can't summon my inner strength." Ning Zhongze's face was bright red.
In a situation like this, how could a woman not let her mind wander? I'm not made of stone.
Smack! Li Hao backhanded her.
"I told you to gather your inner breath. You're so badly injured—do you want to die?" Li Hao said with a stern expression.
This woman—look at the state she was in, and she was still thinking about sex. She really feared nothing!
Ning Zhongze fell silent. She was already in her thirties, yet a man who looked barely twenty had spanked her several times in one day. Who could she even complain to?
As the two fell into rhythm, their inner strengths intertwined and began to circulate through their bodies.
With each cycle, a little more of the inner strength that had nearly stopped flowing in Ning Zhongze's body was stirred into motion. After several cycles, the inner strength in both their bodies surged like a mighty, unbroken tide.
Perhaps because of the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon's special properties, Ning Zhongze's already ruptured organs slowly began to heal.
Two hours later, the face that had been deathly pale and utterly bloodless had regained its color.
"Ah, that's powerful." Feeling the abundant inner strength within him, Li Hao grew excited.
Fifty years of inner strength, and he was in the late Houtian stage. At this rate...
Our ancestors really knew their stuff. A thousand miles in a day—sure enough, they weren't exaggerating!
"My injuries... they're healed!" Ning Zhongze cried out.
After their inner strengths first intertwined, they had both entered a mysterious state.
Internal vision, a legendary realm. It was said that only experts at the Great Grandmaster level and above could reach it.
Just now, she had clearly been able to see the structure of her own body. Inside her chest, where Invincible East had struck her, her liver had been covered in countless cracks. At least an hour and a half of those two hours had been spent repairing the damaged liver.
Some places had hidden injuries left over from years of martial arts practice. As their inner strengths circulated, they had also happened to heal those.
And there had been quite a few lumps inside her most attractive parts. They looked a little frightening. After several cycles of circulating her inner strength, they were gone too.
"What's there to be surprised about? Check and see if your cultivation level has changed." Seeing Ning Zhongze restored to health, Li Hao finally relaxed.
"Grandmaster! I've reached the Grandmaster level!" Ning Zhongze cried happily.
Reaching the Grandmaster level greatly improved one's physical abilities and lifespan. Most importantly, it slowed aging, practically keeping one young forever.
"Not bad. This technique works best the first time you practice it, so it's no surprise you broke through to Grandmaster. The results might not be as good from now on, but as long as we make up for it with quantity, we'll get far more out of it than we would from painstaking cultivation." Li Hao leaned close to Ning Zhongze's face and spoke with a lecherous grin.
"Who wants to make up for anything with you? Get up. I'm getting dressed." Ning Zhongze said irritably.
Talking to this little rascal just made her angrier. And he was talking about quantity—she was a married woman, after all.
"Oh, it's already this late! It's fine. We've spent so long healing your injuries; a little more time won't matter. Let's check whether you've fully recovered, so you don't have any lingering problems." Li Hao said solemnly.
Ning Zhongze knew perfectly well what he meant by checking her injuries. But in this world, there was no difference between doing something once and doing it countless times. It was all the same.
By the time Li Hao and Ning Zhongze walked out of the Hengshan Sect's ancestral shrine, it was already dark.
Ning Zhongze had fully recovered, and both of them had made great gains in cultivation. It was a happy ending for everyone.
It was Li Hao's first time playing doctor, so he took his duties seriously. He examined her three times before finally giving his medical instructions and confirming she had completely recovered.
Ning Zhongze: If he examined me any more, he might find signs of pregnancy. There's nothing out here in this wilderness, either.
"Big brother, you're finally out!" Qu Feifei said happily.
"You've been standing guard all day. Thanks for your hard work." Li Hao said, wrapping an arm around Yi Lin's waist.
"It was no trouble. Is Sister all better?" Yi Lin asked with a bright smile. She was very simple-hearted; as long as Li Hao cared about her, that was enough.
So this was what the elders meant by "the longer you do it, the deeper the feelings"!
"Mm, I'm all better. Haozi's medical skills are excellent." Ning Zhongze blushed. Yi Lin knew who she was, but instead of calling her Martial Aunt Ning, she called her Sister. Clearly, she knew a little about what was going on between her and Li Hao.
"What are you saying? Mind your manners." Li Hao glared at Ning Zhongze. The Li family had plenty of rules. If she didn't understand her place now, things would get chaotic later.
"I... Sister." Seeing Li Hao's right hand rise slightly, Ning Zhongze promptly called her that.
There was no helping it. She was already getting on in years. If Li Hao really spanked her in front of everyone, she wouldn't know where to put her face.
"Good, remember that. From now on, Yi Lin is the second sister. That's how it'll be—we'll all line up in order." Li Hao said shamelessly.
Ning Zhongze rolled her eyes and said nothing. She was deeply disappointed in Yue Buqun. She had been gravely wounded and near death, and he hadn't even shown any concern. The decades of affection between them had faded.
"I wonder what's going on down there. Let's go take a look." Li Hao waved a hand, and the four of them hurried down the mountain.
The foot of the mountain was brightly lit. Countless people lay on the ground, wailing in grief.
"Martial arts bring trouble to the common people. The ancients weren't wrong." Li Hao said, watching the crowds of weeping women and children.
"That's how the jianghu is: the strong prey on the weak. Senior Brother Liu had planned to wash his hands in the Golden Basin and leave the jianghu, hoping to escape its bloody conflicts. But how could he have known that once you enter the jianghu, time slips away—and leaving isn't up to you?" Ning Zhongze's voice trembled a little.
Last night, Zuo Lengchan had invited Yue Buqun to talk privately. Ning Zhongze had sensed that something big was going to happen, but she hadn't expected the outcome to be this tragic.
"Uncle, what happened here? Why are so many people dead?" Yi Lin asked, stopping a constable who was clearing the scene.
"Little girl, go away. I don't have time... This is a long story." The constable saw the token in Li Hao's hand and swallowed nervously.
It was gilded, with the words "Six Doors" written on it.
A gold-token constable of Six Doors was on the level of a chief constable. Ordinary constables like them had to obey their orders at any time.
"Then keep it short." Li Hao couldn't be bothered to waste words with him, and tucked the token Iron Hand had given him into his pocket.
Come to think of it, the difference in the constable's attitude before and after seeing the token showed how useful Iron Hand's token was.
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