Chen Fu strode excitedly toward the study, ready to share the good news with Chen Zhuo.
He knew that the master cared deeply for the young master, just reluctant to admit it openly.
After the last incident, Chen Zhuo personally interrogated the involved parties, didn't sleep for days, and reassigned High Grade Martial Artists to patrol day and night to prevent Chen Mo from being retaliated against...
Passing by the front courtyard, he happened to see a familiar figure at the gate.
"Miss Shen?"
Chen Fu approached and asked, "Are you here to see the young master?"
"Mm..."
Shen Zhixia nodded slightly.
Chen Fu said with a gentle smile, "Please follow me."
Chen Zhuo had made it clear that the engagement still stood, especially since she had saved Chen Mo's life a few days ago.
"The daughter of a noble household, one of the Qingyun Ten Masters."
"Whether it's family background, strength, or appearance, she is well-matched with the young master."
Although Shen Zhixia had not yet become part of the family, in Chen Fu's mind, it was only a matter of time.
"Hehe, double happiness has arrived."
Leading the two to the door of the Alchemy Room, Chen Fu said, "The young master is inside, just go straight in. This old servant will not disturb you."
After saying that, he tactfully left.
Letting Qing'er wait outside, Shen Zhixia pushed open the door and walked in.
The room was filled with steam, and a faint scent of medicine lingered in the air.
Looking around, there was nobody in sight.
"Where is he?"
Shen Zhixia was puzzled.
At that moment, she noticed a large vat not far away, with bubbles popping on the surface of the water.
Curiously, she approached the vat and looked down, suddenly, a large hand reached out and pulled her in!
Splash!
Caught off guard, Shen Zhixia fell into the water.
Before she could struggle, she was enveloped in a strong and powerful embrace.
She lifted her head and saw Chen Mo's eyes bloodshot, his breathing heavy as if he was struggling to suppress something.
His gaze drifted downward...
"You, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Shen Zhixia's demure face turned red as she stammered.
"For cooling."
Chen Mo's voice was hoarse.
The lingering effects of the medicine had not been expelled in time, causing his Qi-Blood to surge and his insides to burn as if aflame, although it wouldn't leave any internal injuries...
But it was very uncomfortable!
By now, Shen Zhixia was soaked through, her dress clinging tightly to her body, outlining her impressive curves.
Due to her Martial Arts training, she had a very well-proportioned figure with a slender waist, perky hips, long legs, and a sense of both flexibility and explosive power.
Feeling that burning gaze, Shen Zhixia was flustered. Just as she was about to get up, her legs weakened and she "splash" sat back down.
"Hiss!"
Chen Mo sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Hold on, don't move... let me calm down."
Shen Zhixia seemed to realize something, her ears turned red through to the roots, and she dared not look up at him as she hung her head low.
The atmosphere quieted down.
...
Chen Mo struggled to divert his attention and tried to control himself.
Looking at Shen Zhixia's delicate features, a buried memory in his mind slowly became clear:
The Chen and Shen families had been on good terms for generations; before either of them was born, their elders had promised their hands in marriage.
They grew up together, childhood playmates.
At the age of nine, because Shen Zhixia had a special physique, she was chosen by the "Qingming Martial Sovereign" to go to the Northern Territory to train in Martial Arts.
At their farewell, both of them were reduced to tears.
Young Chen Mo patted his chest, swearing earnestly, "When you come back, I will definitely marry you!"
Then, they parted for ten years.
...
"The game never mentioned this storyline, but the chapter four boss 'Blood Butcher Shen Li' is an Innate True Martial Body."
"She was originally a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain, but after succumbing to her Heart Demon, she defected from the Sect, slaughtered the entire Gu God Sect, heads rolled and blood flooded the streets."
"Chen Mo, Shen Li, Mo Li, do not leave..."
"No wonder I can't see her attribute panel."
"Because I am still alive, she hasn't turned evil and is still Shen Zhixia, not Blood Butcher Shen Li..."
Thinking this, Chen Mo suddenly came to a realization.
...
"You... seem very uncomfortable?"
As a fellow Martial Artist, Shen Zhixia could sense that something was wrong with Chen Mo.
Extending her delicate hand, she placed it on his chest and transferred her True Yuan to him, attempting to help him regulate his Inner Breath.
"Wait a second!"
Chen Mo was about to stop her but it was already too late.
The strand of True Yuan broke the fragile balance he had been maintaining, and his Qi-Blood surged instantly.
It was as if a string in his mind had snapped.
Chen Mo grabbed Shen Zhixia's wrist and pulled her tightly into his embrace.
"You..."
"Ugh!"
Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was sealed shut.
Shen Zhixia's eyes widened, filled with confusion, astonishment, and disbelief.
Coming back to her senses, she tried to push Chen Mo away, but his robust body was as immovable as a wall of bronze and iron.
As Chen Mo aggressively besieged her senses, her mind went blank, her body softened from stiffness to suppleness, and she couldn't muster any strength at all.
"It's over..."
Shen Zhixia's eyes were hazy as she slumped into Chen Mo's embrace.
Thump thump thump.
At that moment, there was a knock at the door.
Outside, Qing'er's voice could be heard: "Miss, are you alright?"
Shen Zhixia suddenly snapped back to clarity, biting down hard.
"Hisss!"
In pain, Chen Mo instinctively let go.
Shen Zhixia broke free and glared at him with indignation and rage.
"You rogue! Go to hell!"
"Wait, listen to my explanation..."
Before Chen Mo could finish, his vision was filled with a jade-like glistening fist rapidly approaching...
...
"Miss has been inside for so long, why is there no sound at all?"
Qing'er was somewhat puzzled.
Bang!
Suddenly, a figure burst through the door and flew outwards.
Twisting mid-air, the figure landed steadily on the ground.
It was none other than Chen Mo, his body muscled and bulging, veins standing out like a volcano on the brink of eruption!
Immediately after, Shen Zhixia walked out, her True Yuan operating, quickly evaporating the moisture from her body.
Qing'er's expression was blank.
One was soaked through, the other was unclothed...
What on earth had happened between these two in the room?
"Qing'er, don't look!"
Shen Zhixia said sternly.
"Okay."
Qing'er covered her eyes with her hands, though the gaps between her fingers were wide enough to allow her eyeballs to rove over Chen Mo.
She hadn't expected this guy to be so well-built...
And also,
Quite terrifying...
...
Shen Zhixia's pretty face was cold as frost, her figure crouched low, the sound of wind and thunder seemingly surrounding her.
In the next moment, her jade-like fist was already in front of Chen Mo's face!
Chen Mo caught it with his hand, causing the green bricks underfoot to shatter with a crash!
"Don't hit the face!"
He flipped his hand, tossing Shen Zhixia away.
Mid-air, Shen Zhixia twisted and returned, shooting at him again.
Chen Mo knew clearly that Shen Zhixia's angry punches were also intended to help him dissipate the drug's potency and stabilize his Qi-Blood.
"Just the thing to test the strength of the sixth rank in the Cloud Top Ranking!"
A flicker of excitement flashed in his eyes as he leaped to meet her.
The two grappled with each other, trading blows that were flesh against flesh, their True Yuan wildly surging!
Boom!
Boom boom boom!
The ground trembled, and dust filled the air.
Qing'er watched, her eyes dazzled, unable to keep up with their movements.
She opened her mouth slightly, her face completely astounded.
"Miss is ranked sixth on the Qingyun list, yet she is evenly matched with him..."
"How can this guy be so strong?"
When Chen Zhuo and the others arrived at the news, the fight was nearing its end.
The courtyard looked as if a typhoon had passed through it, the Alchemy Room reduced to ruins, and amidst the debris, Chen Mo and Shen Zhixia continued to exchange blow for blow.
Seeing him flaunting his bare body, Chen Zhuo's lip twitched uncontrollably.
"Unfilial son!!"
...
Imperial City, Frozen Sky Palace.
Yu Youhan stood by the window, her expression grave.
Ever since the nightmare ended, the "Heart Demon" had not appeared again.
She thought everything would return to normal, but today, she discovered that a strand of her Primordial Qi had inexplicably diminished!
Although it was but a minuscule amount for her, recoverable in a moment, it still gave her a strong sense of crisis!
"What exactly is this thing, able to devour my Dao Power?"
Looking at the "red string" on her wrist, Yu Youhan furrowed her brows tightly.