Chapter 9: Lecher, take this punch!

Chen Fu walked toward the study in high spirits, preparing to share this good news with Chen Zhuo.

He knew that the Master still cared deeply for the Young Master, even if he was unwilling to admit it in words.

After the incident last time, Chen Zhuo had personally interrogated the relevant personnel, not closing his eyes for several days in a row, and had transferred high-grade martial artists to patrol day and night to prevent Chen Mo from being retaliated against...

While passing through the front courtyard, he happened to see a familiar figure at the entrance.

"Miss Shen?"

Chen Fu stepped forward and asked, "Are you here to see the Young Master?"

"Mm..."

Shen Zhixia nodded slightly.

Chen Fu smiled gently and said, "Please come with me."

Chen Zhuo had clearly stated that the engagement was still valid, and besides, she had saved Chen Mo's life just a few days ago.

"A daughter of a military family, and one of the Ten Heroes of Qingyun."

"Regardless of family background, strength, or appearance, she is a perfect match for the Young Master."

Although Shen Zhixia had not yet married into the family, in Chen Fu's heart, it was only a matter of time.

"Hehe, double happiness has arrived."

Bringing the two to the door of the alchemy room, Chen Fu said, "The Young Master is inside; you may go straight in, and this old servant will not disturb you."

After saying this, he left tactfully.

Leaving Qing'er outside to wait, Shen Zhixia pushed open the door and walked in.

The room was filled with steam, and a faint medicinal scent lingered in the air.

Looking around, there was no one there.

"Where is he?"

Shen Zhixia was somewhat puzzled.

At this moment, she noticed a large water vat not far away, with bubbles gurgling on the surface of the water.

She walked curiously to the side of the vat and looked down; suddenly, a large hand reached out and dragged her straight in!

Splash!

Caught off guard, Shen Zhixia fell into the water.

Before she could even struggle, she was trapped in a strong and powerful embrace.

She raised her head and saw Chen Mo's eyes were bloodshot, his breathing heavy, as if he were trying to suppress something.

Her gaze moved downward bit by bit...

"You, you, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Shen Zhixia's pretty face flushed red, and she stammered.

"Dissipating heat."

Chen Mo's voice was hoarse.

The residual medicinal potency had not been expelled in time, causing his blood and qi to surge and his internal organs to feel like they were burning; although it wouldn't leave any internal injuries...

It was very uncomfortable to hold back!

Shen Zhixia was soaked through, her dress clinging tightly to her body, outlining her proud curves.

Because of her martial arts cultivation, her physique was very well-proportioned, with a slender waist, perky buttocks, and long legs, full of suppleness and explosive power.

Feeling that scorching gaze, Shen Zhixia panicked; just as she was about to get up, her legs went weak, and she sat back down with a "splash."

"Hiss!"

Chen Mo gasped.

"Wait, don't move yet... let me calm down."

Shen Zhixia seemed to realize something; her earlobes turned bright red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

The atmosphere quieted down.

Chen Mo tried hard to divert his attention, attempting to control his "spear."

Looking at Shen Zhixia's delicate features, a sealed memory in his mind gradually became clear:

The Chen and Shen families had been close for generations; before the two were even born, their elders had arranged a marriage for them.

They grew up together as childhood sweethearts.

When he was nine, because of her special constitution, Shen Zhixia was scouted by the "Martial Venerable of the Dark Void" and was to be taken to the Northern Territory to cultivate martial arts.

When they parted, both cried until they were a mess.

The young Chen Mo patted his chest and swore, "When you come back, I will definitely marry you as my wife!"

As it turned out, this separation lasted ten years.

"The game didn't mention this plot, but the Chapter 4 boss, 'Blood Butcher Shen Li,' possesses the Innate True Martial Body."

"Originally, she was a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain, but after falling into demonic ways, she betrayed the sect, slaughtered the entire Poison God Sect, left heads rolling, and blood flowing like a river."

"Chen Mo, Shen Li, Mo Li, Mo Li..."

"No wonder I couldn't see her attribute panel."

"Because I am still alive, she hasn't blackened yet; she is still Shen Zhixia, not the Blood Butcher Shen Li..."

Thinking of this, Chen Mo finally understood.

"You... seem to be in a lot of pain?"

As a fellow martial artist, Shen Zhixia could feel that Chen Mo's state was wrong.

She reached out a slender hand, pressed it against his chest, and channeled her true essence over, wanting to help him regulate his internal breath.

"Wait!"

Chen Mo was just about to stop her, but it was already too late.

This wisp of true essence broke the balance he had been struggling to maintain, and his blood and qi surged instantly.

It felt as if a string in his brain had snapped.

Chen Mo grabbed Shen Zhixia's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"You..."

"Mmph!"

Before she could finish her sentence, her mouth was blocked.

Shen Zhixia widened her eyes, her gaze filled with confusion, shock, and disbelief.

Coming to her senses, she wanted to push Chen Mo away, but that robust body was as immovable as a wall of bronze and iron.

As Chen Mo aggressively took control, her mind went blank, her body turned from rigid to limp, and she couldn't summon a shred of strength.

"It's over..."

Shen Zhixia's eyes were hazy as she collapsed into Chen Mo's arms.

Knock, knock, knock.

At this moment, the door was knocked.

Qing'er's voice came from outside: "Miss, are you alright?"

Shen Zhixia's consciousness suddenly cleared, and she bit down hard with her pearly teeth.

"Hiss!"

Chen Mo felt the pain and instinctively let go.

Shen Zhixia pulled away and glared at him, filled with shame and anger.

"You lecher! Go to hell!"

"Wait, let me explain..."

Before Chen Mo could finish, a fist shimmering with the luster of jade rapidly enlarged in his vision...

"The Miss has been inside for so long, why is there no sound at all?"

Qing'er felt a bit strange.

Bang!

Suddenly, a figure crashed through the door and flew out.

The figure twisted in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

That person was completely naked, his muscles knotted and bulging, his veins popping out, looking like a volcano about to erupt at any moment!

It was Chen Mo!

Immediately after, Shen Zhixia walked out, circulating her true essence, and the water vapor on her body quickly evaporated.

Qing'er's expression was blank.

One was soaked through, the other wasn't wearing any clothes...

What on earth happened between these two in the room?

"Qing'er, don't look!"

Shen Zhixia said in a deep voice.

"Oh."

Qing'er covered her eyes with both hands, but the gaps between her fingers were wide open, her dark, rolling pupils sizing up Chen Mo.

I didn't expect this guy to be so sturdy...

And,

So scary...

Shen Zhixia’s pretty face was cold as frost, her body crouched low, and the sound of wind and thunder seemed to emanate from her entire being.

The next moment, her jade-like, delicate fist had already reached Chen Mo’s face!

Chen Mo raised his hand to catch it, and the blue bricks beneath his feet shattered with a bang!

"Don't hit the face!"

He threw Shen Zhixia away with a backhand motion.

In mid-air, Shen Zhixia twisted her body and shot toward him again.

Chen Mo knew clearly that Shen Zhixia was attacking out of shame and anger, but she also wanted to help him dissipate the medicinal potency and calm his blood and qi through this method.

"Just right to test the strength of the sixth place on the Azure Cloud Ranking!"

A flash of excitement crossed his eyes, and he leaped up to meet her.

The two tangled together, trading blow for blow, their true essence surging wildly!

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

The ground trembled, and dust filled the air.

Qing'er was dazzled, unable to even keep her eyes on their movements.

Her lips parted slightly, her small face full of astonishment.

"Young Lady is sixth on the Azure Cloud Ranking, yet she is locked in such a fierce struggle with him..."

"Is this guy's strength actually this formidable?"

When Chen Zhuo and the others arrived after hearing the news, the battle was already nearing its end.

The courtyard looked as if a typhoon had passed through; the alchemy room had been reduced to a shell, and amidst the ruins, Chen Mo and Shen Zhixia were trading punch for punch.

Watching him completely naked and swinging about, Chen Zhuo’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Rebellious son!!"

Imperial City, Hanxiao Palace.

Yu Youhan stood by the window, her expression heavy.

Ever since the nightmare ended, the "inner demon" had not appeared again.

She had thought everything would return to normal, until today, when she discovered that a wisp of primordial qi in her body had vanished for no reason!

Although it was merely a drop in the ocean for her, and she could recover it in just a moment, it still gave her a strong sense of crisis!

"What on earth is this thing that it can actually devour my Dao power?"

Looking at the "red rope" on her wrist, Yu Youhan’s moth-like brows were tightly locked.