Chapter 68

Ghost Gate Finger Technique!

Chen Che's ten fingers were straight, and using the method of applying the Ghost Gate Needle, he jabbed his fingers into Li Qingyan's long legs.

Li Qingyan's meridians, which had been tense and knotted from years of standing, all unfurled under Chen Che's efforts.

"Junior brother, your technique is truly not for show!"

Li Qingyan's legs felt weightless, experiencing an unprecedented ease, and she praised from the heart.

Chen Che wore a look of pride: "Senior sister, I said I'd make you feel heavenly, so of course I won't go back on my word!"

Chen Che's finger technique was superb, and Li Qingyan was so comfortable and relaxed that she didn't notice his hands had shifted position.

Her body jerked suddenly, Li Qingyan stared with her beautiful eyes, glaring at Chen Che with shame and anger, and snapped: "Where are your hands pressing?!"

"Senior sister, it's a massage—of course it's full service!" Chen Che said with a wicked grin.

Li Qingyan's face flushed red, she was extremely ashamed and angry, and was about to lift her leg to kick him.

But Chen Che, at that moment, flipped over and straddled those two long legs.

"Senior sister, don't move—just enjoy yourself, I promise you'll be plenty comfortable!"

Chen Che applied medical therapy techniques, mixed with simple vigorous kneading; Li Qingyan had wanted to say something, but after a sound like a barely audible gasp, she lay down again.

"You... you change spots... don't... don't keep kneading there!"

Li Qingyan buried her face in the bed, her voice muffled as she told Chen Che to shift his target.

Chen Che had indeed had enough of his hand urge, and finally slapped down once on something elastic, then moved his hands to her waist.

"Oh~, yes, right there, so comfortable~"

Li Qingyan exhaled, her face full of ease: "During surgery, I stood all the time—besides my legs, my waist was the sorest."

At this moment, Li Qingyan's shirt hem was lifted at a corner, Chen Che's hands slipped inside, touching that smooth, delicate skin without obstruction; if he didn't deliberately control his strength, he couldn't even hold onto that fat-like slipperiness.

"Crack—crack—"

Chen Che spread his ten fingers, slowly applying pressure, and a few crisp sounds came from Li Qingyan's waist; after a brief pang of pain, came a lightness like floating on water.

"No need to say, junior brother, your skill has improved again—senior sister hasn't felt this refreshed in a long time."

Li Qingyan murmured in a dream-like daze, so comfortable she seemed about to fall asleep.

"Of course it is—with my secret manual, opening a massage parlor would surely be a hit!"

Chen Che couldn't keep a straight face for more than three seconds, saying: "But too many people would be troublesome, so I don't plan to serve men—only welcome female customers, to be a friend to women!"

"Hmph!"

Li Qingyan teased: "Indeed, you've grown up—still a 'friend to women'? You've inherited Wei Wu's legacy quite well!"

"Where, where—even young and handsome, I can do it too!" Chen Che said shamelessly.

Li Qingyan reached over and pinched Chen Che's hand once, saying: "Pressing on this old lady's body while thinking of other women—do you believe I'll bite you to death?"

"Such things are naturally better the more, the better." Chen Che said.

Li Qingyan pinched him again, displeased: "Say it again—get off this old lady's body!"

"Hehe, senior sister, don't be angry—I was just joking!"

Chen Che slipped his hands into her shirt, moving along Li Qingyan's beautiful back upward, "By the way, senior sister, you just said the Great Red Sun Poison on my body is a kind of poison art? Is there a corresponding cultivation method to detoxify it?"

"There should be, but I don't know. My master doesn't know either—otherwise he'd have helped you detox long ago."

Li Qingyan said doubtfully: "But I'm curious—if even my master doesn't know this cultivation method, then the other party must be an unparalleled master not inferior to my master. Why would such an unparalleled master come after you?"

Chen Che frowned, saying: "This is also what I wonder—after all, I was just an ordinary fifteen-year-old middle schooler back then; even if they wanted to kill me, there was no need for such a master—wouldn't that be overkill?"

"But now you can rest assured—based on estimating the opponent's strength from your injuries back then, at most they're a Grandmaster. Cultivation realms are divided into the Nine Grades; above Ninth Grade are True Person, Master, Grandmaster, Earth Master, Heavenly Master, etc., and each realm is further divided into Innate, Acquired, and Great Perfection. Even with the Great Red Sun Poison limiting your strength, relying solely on Martial Dao, you have the strength of an Acquired Grandmaster."

Li Qingyan felt hands crawling on her back, and she wriggled a few times uneasily: "If you use Artisan techniques, then even a master at Grandmaster Great Perfection couldn't do anything to you."

Chen Che solemnly nodded, but unconsciously undid Li Qingyan's buttons.

"Snap!"

At the moment the buttons popped open, Li Qingyan's face drained of color; even lying down, her arms instinctively went to her chest.

"Chen Che, you've grown some nerve, haven't you?!" Li Qingyan shouted, ashamed and angry.

Chen Che scratched his head embarrassedly: "Senior sister, it was an accident—truly an accident!"

"Fasten them back!" Li Qingyan ordered.

Chen Che naturally didn't listen, but said: "Senior sister, it's more convenient for massage this way."

After saying that, Chen Che went ahead and started massaging on his own, his hands wandering and pressing over her fair, beautiful back, his technique even more meticulous than a proper gentleman's.

Seeing that Chen Che was really massaging honestly, Li Qingyan relaxed too and continued to enjoy.

"Senior sister, do you know the Martial Arts Alliance?" Chen Che said again.

Li Qingyan replied: "Of course I do—what's up?"

"Do you know there's a medicine that can turn ordinary people into martial artists and instantly raise them to a high realm?"

Chen Che said slowly: "But its duration is limited, the True Qi is insubstantial, and the side effects still affect lifespan."

Li Qingyan's face showed surprise: "I hear this and it doesn't sound like medicine—it sounds more like a pill."

"Pills are made from medicinal ingredients, using Alchemists as the means, refined into form. Different pills have different effects; the kind that enhances cultivation cannot be achieved by ordinary medicine—only pills can."

Chen Che said: "I found out that the killer of my father back then was very likely the Martial Arts Alliance stationed in Shanghai, Alliance Leader Luo Tianxiang. And today, when I fought a member of the Martial Arts Alliance, I discovered that person was relying on pills to boost their strength."

"Alchemy is one of the many techniques of Artisans, but a mature Alchemist is extremely precious and rare; the Martial Arts Alliance nurtures Alchemists—clearly, their ambitions are not small."

Li Qingyan said: "Next time you clash with the Martial Arts Alliance, be sure to call me—I understand medicine, and even more so, pills. I really want to see what the Martial Arts Alliance is up to."

"Hmm, definitely."

Chen Che stopped moving, saying: "Senior sister, turn over and lie on the bed."

"What for?" Li Qingyan's eyes flashed with a hint of wariness.

Chen Che said matter-of-factly: "I've finished the back—now it's time for the front."

"What are you doing?!"

Li Qingyan suddenly shouted in surprise.

Chen Che didn't wait for her answer, and on his own initiative turned her face up.

"You haven't unbuttoned me yet!"

Li Qingyan crossed her arms over her chest, her face flushed red, looking at Chen Che with reproach.

"Unbuttoning is too troublesome; massaging like this is easier!"

Chen Che placed his hands again on Li Qingyan's tense feet, moving upward along her long legs, stopping at her flat abdomen.

Chen Che took several deep breaths, but when he inadvertently inhaled her scent, he lost control.

Since I can't bear it, I might as well not bear it!

Chen Che began to unbutton Li Qingyan's shirt.

Li Qingyan was greatly startled, grabbing Chen Che's hands with both of hers; upon contact, she realized his body was scorching hot, like a furnace.

"Massage is massage, why are you unbuttoning me?" Li Qingyan sensed something, feeling uneasy yet somewhat anticipatory.

"Senior sister, when I massaged you earlier, I found through pulse diagnosis that many of your meridians are tangled; through clothing, I cannot fully exert the power of this technique."

Chen Che spoke solemnly, but the blazing fire in his eyes could not be concealed, betraying him.

That fervor, conveyed merely through his gaze, reached Li Qingyan.

Li Qingyan's mind was in turmoil; suddenly she felt she had gone too far. Chen Che was no longer the boy who would blush and seek a crack in the ground when shirtless before her.

He had grown up—his age, mind, and body had all matured.

"I am also a doctor; I can handle it myself."

Li Qingyan instinctively panicked, averting her gaze, unable to meet Chen Che's fiery eyes, fearing she could not hold back.

"Senior sister, I have grown up."

Chen Che breathed heavily, his gaze intense.

"Besides, you were the one who provoked me first!"

Chen Che stared into Li Qingyan's eyes, his unyielding gaze revealing masculine authority.

He leaned forward and pecked her lips.

"Mmm~"

Li Qingyan sucked in a cool breath, her eyes misty, gazing at Chen Che's handsome face, then suddenly smiled: "Indeed, you've grown up; since you want it, then come……"