Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 637: Chapter 615: Dang Mountain

Dang Mountain is one of the Spirit Realms in Hua Country, vast in area and rich in resources, yet elusive and hard to find.

The Liu family of the Dragon Capturing Race has occupied the Dang Mountain region for hundreds of miles and has been rooted here for six hundred years.

Mist hovered in the morning air.

On a winding path leading deep into the Dang Mountain, Qing Kui supported Liu Bingyue as they struggled forward.

Two days ago, during that battle, Liu Bingyue was defeated by the Desire Spirit. Later, it was Qing Kui who had the Little Dragon Girl send him out of the White Jade Ring. Together, they managed to escape from the Desire Spirit’s clutches and took Sun Zhe with them.

"A mere Squad Leader is already this terrifying... I dread to imagine what kind of experts exist at the heart of the demonic path."

Liu Bingyue’s injuries flared up, leaving her too weak to continue walking. She collapsed beside an ancient towering tree by the road, recollecting the battle from two days ago, feeling waves of trepidation in her heart.

At that time, she truly thought she would die under the Desire Spirit’s sword.

Moreover, that was the Desire Spirit who had already been severely injured by Sun Zhe’s punch!

Qing Kui, covered in blood, sat weakly on the other side, sighing softly.

Liu Bingyue glanced at him and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Qing Kui answered truthfully, "I’m wondering how the Young Master is doing now."

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Liu Bingyue’s pale, haggard face. A soft voice escaped her dry, cracked lips: "You do seem quite concerned about him."

Qing Kui chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I’m not sure, I just feel that he’s different, as if he doesn’t see me as a mere servant."

Liu Bingyue replied flatly, "He has an Undying Body, and with Yao Yueqing by his side, taking care of him, he should be alright."

Qing Kui nodded, "I hope so."

"By the way, why did you suddenly return to save the Young Master? You were already gone..."

Liu Bingyue interrupted him coldly, "From now on, there are no more debts between us, no more ties."

Qing Kui smiled, saying nothing.

In truth, he could clearly sense that ever since she encountered Sun Zhe, through daily interactions, the empress had changed.

She was no longer that cold and heartless Charming Blood Demoness.

It’s just that the empress was thin-skinned and unwilling to admit certain feelings.

"You wouldn’t think I’ve fallen for that little brat, would you?"

As he pondered, Liu Bingyue suddenly asked him.

Qing Kui countered, "Isn’t it the case?"

Liu Bingyue trembled, lifting her sword-scarred and blood-stained right arm, pressing her palm to her forehead, smoothing back her disheveled hair. She laughed at herself, "If whatever feelings he forced out of me also count as feelings, then maybe they are."

Upon hearing this, Qing Kui’s expression became somewhat peculiar.

Liu Bingyue continued, "I’m merely interested in his potential and want to use him, not let him fall into the hands of the demonic path."

Qing Kui did not argue further, changing the topic: "Are you really planning to return to the clan, Empress?"

Liu Bingyue: "Where else could I go?"

Qing Kui said, "If the clan leader finds out that you have been marked with the Jade Slave Seal, I fear he might..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Bingyue couldn’t help but think of that man who had so deeply imprinted on her, her face gradually turning grim and terrifying, as many unpleasant memories surfaced in her mind.

"Let’s talk about it when I see him."

As the two conversed, a series of hurried footsteps sounded ahead on the path.

Liu Bingyue followed the sound and saw Ye Fei rushing over with several Liu clan disciples in tow.

Even before Ye Fei arrived, he saw the bloodied and disheveled state of Liu Bingyue from a distance, instantly slipping into his character, crying profusely as he rushed up to kneel before her.

"Empress, how did you get hurt like this?"

"Who injured you?!"

"Your subordinate’s heart aches so!"

"..."

Liu Bingyue watched his performance with a blank expression, gradually feeling a trace of disgust rise in her heart.

"Scram."

Ye Fei’s sobbing paused, sensing the icy intent in her eyes. His whole body shivered as he said, "Empress, your subordinate will take you to see the clan leader right away!"

"Scram. I’ll go myself."

Ye Fei wiped his tears and smiled, "Empress, actually, it’s because the clan leader knows that you and Grandpa Qing Kui have returned and sent me specially to escort you two home."

"Empress, your subordinate can tell that the clan leader genuinely cares about you!"

Liu Bingyue continued to look at Ye Fei with an emotionless face, suddenly feeling a sense of surprise in her heart.

Because she never expected that Ye Fei, who had only recently joined the Dragon Capturing Race, would already be able to have contact with the clan leader.

She suddenly felt that Ye Fei was a very formidable person.

This formidableness did not arise from Ye Fei having a rare ’Primordial Yang Constitution,’ but from his extremely smooth way of handling situations and his extraordinary capacity for enduring humiliation. Even if asked to eat excrement, he wouldn’t hesitate in the slightest.

For a moment, Liu Bingyue regretted teaching him the "Devouring Yang Art."

"Empress, let me help you."

In her thoughts, Ye Fei obsequiously approached to lift her from the ground.

Liu Bingyue slowly closed her eyes, suddenly feeling a sense of despair.

She could almost imagine what she would suffer when she faced that man later, feeling momentarily powerless.

Indeed, she could have chosen not to return to the Dragon Capturing Race, but her hatred for that man compelled her to return.

In this aspect, she felt she was quite like Ye Fei, exceptionally capable of enduring humiliation.

...

...

Deep within a majestic and ancient palace.

Liu Bingyue knelt weakly on the cold floor, letting two maidservants tear away her tattered, blood-stained clothes.

Her flawless curves, which drove countless men mad, slowly became exposed to the air.

The originally white and jade-like skin had lost its color, covered in shocking sword wounds. The two maidservants were like unfeeling machines, unconcerned about pulling at the wounds as they tore her clothes.

Every tug sent shivers through her delicate body, cold sweat streaming down.

Yet she tightly clenched her lips, not making a sound.

"I sent you out to catch a dragon, and you came back empty-handed. Now you’ve brought back a Jade Slave Seal as well."

In the silence.

A young man’s voice suddenly echoed in the hall front.

Upon hearing this, Liu Bingyue slowly lifted her head, facing the boy who seemed only eighteen or nineteen, saying, "Bingyue knows her mistake and willingly accepts punishment."

The seemingly young boy at the front of the hall was the clan leader of the Dragon Capturing Race—Liu Bochang.

Liu Bochang’s eyes were cold and piercing, as he suddenly stepped down the stairs, walking toward Liu Bingyue step by step.

As he moved, a formidable pressure instantly filled the entire hall, scaring the two maidservants pale and making their delicate bodies tremble.

"Hang her up."

Before long.

Liu Bingyue was bound at the wrists with iron chains by the two maidservants, left bare hanging from the beam, with only her toes touching the ground.

The wounds on her body gushed blood, trickling along her curves, gathering at her thigh into rivulets, finally dripping down from her toes.

Once the two maidservants stepped out of the hall and closed the door, they heard the crisp sound of a whip within.

...

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

Liu Bochang’s face was cold and stern. Every time he swung the whip, visible energy ripples arose in the air.

Liu Bingyue gritted her teeth tightly, her expression filled with agony, yet she made no sound.

After a dozen strokes, Liu Bochang suddenly halted, looking with interest at the unbearably whipped Liu Bingyue, and smiled, "Interesting, worthy of the Jade Slave Seal."

"Usually, the Six Desires Whip only needs a few strokes to have you crawling to me like a dog, begging to be taken."

"Now, after dozens of strokes, you still haven’t reacted."

"I’m quite curious about the man who marked you with the Jade Slave Seal."

Liu Bingyue lifted her bloodied face, gazing at him calmly, "No comment."

"Ha!"

Liu Bochang chuckled with rage, once again wielding the Six Desires Whip in his hand.

"Then let’s see what happens if I keep whipping with this Six Desires Whip."

"..."