Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 639: Chapter 617: Stirring Things Up at Home

Time slowly passed.

Despite Sun Zhe’s repeated attempts to use the "Dragon Taming Heart Method" to suppress the Desire Flame Sword Qi inside him, it had little effect.

Helplessly, he had to endure it and took a pair of relatively loose casual pants from the White Jade Ring to change into, to avoid the embarrassment of being seen walking around with a "Pyramid".

"Damn it, what should I do now?"

"This damned Sword Qi!"

Just as he was inwardly complaining, a whistling sound suddenly came from outside the tent, as if something was flying toward this side at high speed.

He then heard the little Xianzi outside calling out "Palace Master," knowing it was Xia Shiyue returning, he forced himself through the pain to crawl out of the tent.

Watching Xia Shiyue command those disciples of Qingcheng Palace with dignity and authority, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride rise in his heart.

After a while.

When the disciples of Qingcheng Palace were organized and assigned to their duties, Xia Shiyue found Sun Zhe, tenderly saying, "Why don’t you rest a bit longer?"

Sun Zhe shook his head with a smile, enduring the pain, trying to stay calm, and asked, "What did you find over there?"

Xia Shiyue replied seriously, "Although most of the cave has collapsed, we can still find a lot of things. I’ve already arranged for them to handle the corpses of the demonic disciples and some instruments inside the cave, ready to be transported back to Kyoto."

Sun Zhe asked curiously, "Are those things useful?"

"Yes, they have research value. Through the pills they refined, we can further understand the demonic ways."

"Ah Zhe, this discovery is of extraordinary significance. You could even say it’s a huge breakthrough."

"After so many years, it’s the first time we’ve truly found a sub-altar of the demonic ways."

Sun Zhe looked at her, "Seems like your superiors have been watching the demonic ways closely, too."

Xia Shiyue gave a faint smile without confirming or denying, "You found the demonic sub-altar and killed so many demonic disciples. I’ll have someone at Changwu Pavilion credit this achievement to you later. This will help you establish Martial Artist Influence in the future."

Sun Zhe couldn’t help but recall Yao Rao’s death, gritting his teeth and saying, "If one day you find the main altar of the demonic ways, be sure to inform me."

Xia Shiyue looked deeply at him upon hearing this. She could feel his hatred for the demonic ways but didn’t ask much, reached out to rub his head, "I will let you know."

"Oh, Ah Zhe, Liu Bingyue might also be someone from the demonic ways."

Sun Zhe nodded, "It’s not a possibility, she is indeed someone from the demonic ways. But I asked her, she only counts as a peripheral member in the demonic ways, she can’t access the core, so I can’t get anything useful."

He added, "The demonic ways have always been deeply hidden, but they’re appearing so openly this time, wiping out Jade Fox Sect in bloodshed, they must be brewing some conspiracy. I reckon they’ll continue to act."

"I know, I’ll be careful."

Sun Zhe chuckled, "You handle things here first, I should head back to Yang City. I’ll visit Kyoto to see you in a while, and report to my master."

"Then I’ll arrange for someone to take you to the airport."

"No need, I’ll just fly back."

Xia Shiyue was a bit worried, "But your injuries..."

"Aw, don’t worry, I’m immortal, these injuries are nothing."

"..."

To show off and not let Xia Shiyue worry, Sun Zhe endured the intense pain and unfolded his Yin Yang Wings, flying off into the distance under Xia Shiyue’s watchful eyes.

Stopping and flying along the way, by the time he reached Yang City, it was already past one in the morning.

The moment he stepped into his house, he felt relieved, could no longer hold on, and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, falling helplessly to his knees.

Thinking about the journey back, he was truly impressed by his own perseverance.

Zhu Yan was awakened by the commotion downstairs, wearing a thin silky nightdress, rushed down the stairs, and at a glance, saw Sun Zhe kneeling and spitting blood, squatting down, frightened out of her wits.

"Ah Zhe, what’s wrong with you?!"

"Don’t scare me!"

Zhu Yan was on the verge of tears, utterly helpless, thinking that Sun Zhe had been beaten up outside.

Looking at the sexy nightdress-clad beauty before him, Sun Zhe suddenly felt a rising heat, forcibly calming his mind, "I’m fine, Yan’er, help me to the room."

"Okay, take it slow."

With a heavy heart, Zhu Yan carefully supported Sun Zhe upstairs.

Unexpectedly, they hadn’t gone up a few steps when Sun Zhe wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and before she could react, he pressed her against the stair railing.

"Ah Zhe, what are you doing?"

"Hey, don’t..."

Sun Zhe’s eyes were bloodshot, and the long-suppressed Desire Flame Sword Qi erupted completely at this moment, like a beast losing its mind, he quickly tore off Zhu Yan’s nightdress.

Zhu Yan bit her lips tightly, did not struggle to resist, allowing Sun Zhe to have his way, opting for passive compliance.

"Yan’er, I really can’t take it, just this once."

"What’s wrong with you? Even with such severe injuries, you’re still at it."

Sun Zhe said no more, hurriedly pulled down his casual pants, then with one big hand skillfully pulled aside the thin lace fabric revealing the lush valley.

"Raise it higher."

Shortly after.

As Sun Zhe began to force his way, Zhu Yan frowned tightly, gasping in pain,

"Ah, bad boy, slow down... it’s still dry."

Sun Zhe ignored her, face flushed, eyes cold, suddenly thrust forward.

"Ow——!"

Zhu Yan’s delicate body trembled, instantly stiff and tense, couldn’t help but stretch her swan-like neck, hands gripping the railing tightly, sinking her waist and lifting her hips high, letting out a painful moan.

But Sun Zhe wouldn’t care so much, after a brief pause, Zhu Yan’s body started to sway on the railing.

"Hmm... bad boy, slow down."

Zhu Yan looked at him with charming eyes, turned her head while one slender hand reached behind to skillfully unhook her bra, releasing the two heaving mounds.

...

No one knew how much time had passed.

When Sun Zhe regained some rationality and composure, he found himself no longer on the stairs, but lying in the bathtub of Zhu Yan’s bedroom.

The water in the tub was icy cold and filled with ice, yet he still felt hot all over.

As his thoughts drifted, Zhu Yan hobbled into the bathroom carrying a basin of ice.

Seeing her strange walking posture, Sun Zhe faintly recalled what he did after returning home, feeling remorseful, "I’m sorry, Yan’er, I really was at that time..."

"Alright, you little rascal, why are you apologizing?"

Zhu Yan interrupted him, gently saying, "Just came back and already handed over so much, this time you’re off the hook."

Sun Zhe smiled, didn’t say more.

Zhu Yan suddenly stood by the tub, seriously saying, "But you’re very hot, so hot I didn’t dare touch you, that’s why I put you in cold water to cool down. Didn’t expect a tub of cold water to get hot so quickly, so I added more ice."

"Little rascal, there seems to be an invisible fire burning inside you."

Sun Zhe showed a bitter smile, "There really is a fire burning."

"What’s happening?"

"I’ll tell you later. Oh, Yan’er, when it’s light out, can you help me contact Shiya and have her come over?"

"What do you need her for?"

Sun Zhe said, "She’s my disciple after all, learned some of my acupuncture techniques, I want to try using acupuncture to eliminate the fire inside."

"Alright, then soak for now, I’ll go get you more ice."

"..."