Chapter 151: Handsome Man and Beautiful Woman, a Perfect Match

"Hiss..."

As Luo Zijun hesitated, his finger was suddenly bitten even harder.

Su Qingling's teeth pressed down with force, her beautiful eyes cold.

It was as if she were saying: "Are you going to lick it or not?"

Maintaining this high-difficulty posture, she was somehow able to stand perfectly steady, without the slightest tremor.

The pain continued to intensify.

Luo Zijun hissed in pain, having no choice but to throw caution to the wind and say: "I'll lick! I'll lick!"

Even Han Xin could endure the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs; could he, Luo Zijun, not endure the mere humiliation of licking a shoe?

A real man must know how to bend and how to stretch; what did this little bit of shame amount to?

It was just licking a shoe; he would just pretend he was licking her foot!

Hmph, later he would make this girl lick it back twice over!

He turned his head to look at the snow-white embroidered shoe on his shoulder, its toe pointing right at him, mere inches away. His nose twitched suddenly, as if he had caught the scent of fragrance from it.

Just as he closed his eyes, stretched out his head, and prepared to lick it with a face full of shame, a voice suddenly came from the doorway: "What are you two doing?"

Su Dafang returned from outside with his Medicine Chest on his back, his eyes wide, looking at the two of them with a face full of astonishment.

The air suddenly went quiet for a moment.

Luo Zijun immediately pulled back his tongue, opened his eyes, and shouted: "Master! Save me!"

Su Dafang froze for a moment, took another look at the two's actions and posture, then immediately turned and walked back out the door, saying: "Carry on, I have things to do, I'll be back later."

Luo Zijun immediately said: "Master! I brought you something good!"

Su Dafang's footsteps paused, and he turned his head to ask: "What good thing?"

Just then, a customer happened to come in to fill a prescription. Seeing him outside the door, the customer smiled and said: "Su Dafu, heading out again?"

Su Dafang hurriedly smiled and said: "Ah, yes, just heading out. Are you here for a consultation or to fill a prescription?"

The customer took out a prescription and smiled: "I'm here to get some medicine."

Su Dafang hurriedly turned his head to look into the shop.

And at this moment, the shop had already returned to a scene of solemn propriety.

Su Qingling had long since let go with her teeth and lowered her long leg. She was now looking down with a cold expression, her slender jade-like hands diligently clicking away on an abacus.

Luo Zijun stood to the side, looking refined and well-behaved, offering a polite smile to the customer outside the door.

The scene looked so harmonious.

Su Dafang blinked, then hurriedly turned around and smiled at the customer: "Please, come in, please come in."

He also entered the shop, gave the two people behind the counter a meaningful look, and set down his Medicine Chest.

"Divine Melody 6 qian, White Peony 9 qian, Golden Bell Charcoal 5 qian, Silver Flower Charcoal 9 qian..."

Luo Zijun took the prescription from the customer's hand, read it aloud, and then turned around to start gathering the medicine.

Su Qingling clicked the abacus a few times and gave the price.

The customer paid, took the medicine, and looked at the young man and woman behind the counter. He couldn't help but smile at Su Dafang: "Su Dafu, you are truly blessed. Your granddaughter is so beautiful, and the apprentice you've taken is so handsome. Look at them standing together—a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match, truly a pair made in heaven."

Su Dafang smiled broadly and saw him out.

By the time he returned, Luo Zijun had already escaped from behind the counter, shaking his fingers and hissing. Seeing him, he hurriedly complained: "Master, look, Senior Sister almost bit my finger off!"

Su Dafang's face immediately darkened. Instead of standing up for him, he scolded: "I told you not to practice martial arts, but you insisted. You've practiced your fingers to be so hard—if your Senior Sister breaks her teeth on you later, don't blame me for breaking your legs!"

Luo Zijun: "..."

"Where is the good thing?"

Su Dafang glanced at him and said: "Didn't you just say you brought something good for your master?"

Luo Zijun went straight over and handed him the leftover wontons and steamed buns, saying: "It's all good stuff, Master, eat up, it's still hot."

Su Dafang paused, then immediately went to look for a feather duster.

Luo Zijun fled toward the backyard while eating the remaining wontons, saying: "Master, if you don't want to eat it, fine, why hit people? Isn't meat a good thing?"

"You brat, stand still! I'm going to..."

While Su Dafang was looking for the feather duster, Su Qingling had already silently taken out that thick rolling pin and placed it on the counter.

Su Dafang took one look at it, saw that the brat had already escaped to the backyard, and immediately glared at her, whispering: "What were you two doing just now? In broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being seen? Where is a girl's modesty? Look at how pleased you made that brat—squinting his eyes, tongue sticking out!"

Su Qingling looked down at the abacus and ignored him.

Su Dafang looked toward the back again and whispered: "Guess who I went to see this morning? Qin Ye, that neighbor who lived on the same street as Zijun when he was a child. His daughter—didn't she always follow you around calling you Sister Ling'er when you were little? You used to bully her often... After I went this morning, that girl was very happy. She asked about you, and she asked about Zijun. Before I could even answer, she was dragged away by force."

"Sigh, looking at the situation, that girl is having a very hard time at the Qin house. She's probably locked in her room all day, not allowed to see anyone. After all, she's an adopted daughter, and they've had a son of their own now; they'll definitely sell her off eventually..."

Su Qingling was silent for a moment, then asked: "Has she changed?"

Su Dafang nodded: "I feel like she has changed a bit."

Su Qingling said: "Has she become ugly?"

Su Dafang's mouth twitched. He wanted to lie, but felt bad about it, so he said: "She's become even prettier, but compared to you, Ling'er, she definitely doesn't compare."

Su Qingling didn't speak again.

Su Dafang looked at her again, and just as he was about to say something else, Luo Zijun came in from the backyard and said: "Master, I ate it all. You're the one who didn't want to eat it, don't blame me for not buying you any."

Su Dafang immediately said crossly: "You expect me to eat your leftovers? Is this how you show filial piety to your master?"

Luo Zijun said: "Master, don't use foul language in front of Senior Sister. None of this 'me' or 'you' nonsense, be more refined."

"Get out!"

Su Dafang immediately went to look for the feather duster again.

Luo Zijun hurriedly ran to the door and said: "Master, Senior Sister, I'm going back to study, see you tomorrow!"

Having said that, he immediately fled.

Su Dafang walked to the doorway, and after seeing him walk far away, he turned around and looked behind the counter, saying, "Is there no problem with that demon core? Are you sure he can control and refine the demon power within it? Don't let it be that when the time comes..."

Su Qingling did not answer; she sat down behind the counter and began to stare blankly.

Su Dafang shrugged, his face indifferent: "Anyway, he isn't my person; if something goes wrong, it's you who will feel heartache, not me."

After saying this, he went to the backyard to light the stove and boil water.

Junzi Residence.

After Luo Zijun returned, he gave instructions to Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan, then came to the backyard.

First, he practiced the Kaishan Fist once to get the blood in his body flowing rapidly. After his whole body felt slightly hot, he took out that pale yellow demon core.

He had previously been worried that he would need a new Inner Cultivation Method to continue Body Tempering and level up.

Now that he had this demon core, there should be no problem.

Master said that after consuming this demon core, he might be able to utilize the powerful demon power contained within it to advance two levels in a row, and at the same time, he could also practice that cultivation method.

Hopefully so.

In that case, he would not need to rush to find a Martial Arts Hall or search for a cultivation method for the time being.

He did not hesitate any longer and immediately swallowed the demon core in his hand.

He had to level up as quickly as possible to make his physical body more powerful; this way, even if his soul was damaged, it could be repaired quickly.

At the same time, the strength of the physical body could also drive the cultivation of the soul.

When his soul cultivation reached the Fen Shen Realm, he could completely cast off his mission and become a free person.

The demon core fell into his abdomen, feeling icy cold.

But very quickly, the cold disappeared, and a trace of warmth rose up.

Following that, the warmth grew more and more.

Soon, it was as if a ball of fire had suddenly ignited in his abdomen, beginning to stir restlessly.

Luo Zijun immediately sat cross-legged in the pavilion and began to circulate his Inner Cultivation Method, guiding those restless energies to flow toward his limbs and bones.

Pain struck suddenly.

The surging energy rushed along his meridians and acupoints like a flood or a wild beast; it was extremely violent and showed no mercy, directly beginning to expand those meridians and acupoints.

The energy transformed from the demon core became more and more abundant.

Although Luo Zijun was rapidly guiding it to temper his whole body, he still felt somewhat unable to control it.

He immediately stood up, walked outside the courtyard, and threw a punch with force.

"Swish!"

The wind whistled, and the power of the punch was astonishing.

After the power was released, he seemed to feel a bit more comfortable; at the same time, as that power was released, it was also tempering the meridians and acupoints it passed through.

Seeing that this was effective, Luo Zijun immediately set his stance and continued to practice the Kaishan Fist.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

As his speed became faster and faster, his fist momentum more and more fierce, and his power greater and greater, the restless energy within his body soon calmed down. Luo Zijun was sweating like rain, his entire skin flushed red, and he continued to practice it over and over again.

That vast energy within his body began to continue tempering every part of him in an orderly manner.

From morning until noon.

From noon until evening.

"Boom!"

After he threw a punch that produced a thunderous explosion, he suddenly discovered that the energy in his body began to gather together rapidly, and the barrier in front of the Second Realm began to become clearly visible.

He could actually break through again!

The power of that demon core was indeed powerful!

Luo Zijun immediately withdrew his fist, returned to the pavilion, sat cross-legged, and then held his breath and focused his mind, beginning to urge the power in his Dantian Sea to prepare for the breakthrough!

The scorching energy rushed toward that barrier like a flood.

Once!

Twice!

Three times!

!

"Boom!"

On the fourth impact, that barrier was actually broken through with ease!

Countless forces converged into a torrent, stepping over that broken barrier and rushing toward the acupoints ahead!

A strange power suddenly appeared from that acupoint.

The wounds that had torn his whole body began to be repaired rapidly, and the pain soon disappeared.

In his Dantian Sea, that Inner Strength Seed suddenly became the size of a green date, with a pale yellow light flashing rapidly upon it.

At the same time, a powerful and peerless force instantly filled his entire body!

"Boom!"

A roaring sound also suddenly appeared in his mind.

Following that, the entire world seemed to suddenly become clearer.

Martial Artist Third Realm!

The speed of this breakthrough was ridiculously fast, and it was extremely easy and effortless.

Clearly, it was the effect of that demon core.

He hurriedly urged his cultivation method to stabilize the power in his body that was excited by the level-up, and then guided them to slowly converge like streams into a river, returning to the Dantian Sea.

After everything calmed down, he suddenly discovered that the energy of that demon core seemed to have only been refined by one-third.

Having refined only one-third, he immediately broke through the Martial Artist Third Realm.

If he were to refine it all, I fear it would not be as simple as just advancing one more level.

Luo Zijun felt excited in his heart, but he did not get carried away.

Breaking through today had already caused injuries to the meridians and acupoints throughout his body; although he had repaired some, it was not wise to be too violent again.

Rest for one day, and continue tomorrow!

"Boom!"

He threw a punch again; amidst the whistling wind, the force of the punch was even more astonishing.

The explosive power was not to be mentioned in the same breath as before.

He immediately channeled his Internal Energy again, surging it into his thumb, then lightly pointed forward; with a "hiss," a flame carrying a trace of blue fire, shaped like a flying knife, suddenly flew out from the tip of his thumb, wobbling as it flew a distance of four or five meters and landed on the trunk of a small tree in front.

Then it disappeared.

Luo Zijun immediately got up and went over to check, discovering that on that spot of the tree trunk, there had actually appeared a charred hole the thickness of a thumb, almost piercing through from front to back!

If the tree trunk was like this, what if it were a human body...

Luo Zijun looked at his thumb and suddenly extended it forward again; with a "hiss," another flame flying knife flew out, and after flying a distance of four or five meters, it suddenly extinguished and vanished.

It seems that the current distance can only reach this far at most.

Moreover, the speed at which the flying knife flew out seemed a bit slow, not yet reaching the speed of a hidden weapon in flight.

Only when his Internal Energy becomes more pure and thick, and his explosive power becomes more formidable, can this Flame Knife be fired and arrive in an instant.

But even so, it is already quite good now.

With this Flame Knife, he can be considered to have a long-range attack skill.

And the power of this skill is not weak.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, he went to boil water and began the Medicine Bath.

After the Medicine Bath, it was already dark.

He gave instructions to Xiaohuan and Ziyuan, then went out the door and arrived at the Juxian Hall.

He had now advanced in rank, and his skills had been enhanced, so he needed to continue going out of the city to hone himself, and incidentally hunt some Demon Beasts.

The snake meat was almost finished.

Every day during his cultivation, he would eat at least two large pieces; otherwise, the energy provided by the meals in the manor alone would not be enough.

He had already tasted the sweetness of the energy from Demon Beast meat, and since the effect on his cultivation was very good, he naturally did not want to downgrade and eat that ordinary beef.

The shopkeeper saw him arrive and hurriedly received him warmly.

Luo Zijun's face was hidden under a Mask and a Bamboo Hat as he inquired about the date for the next hunt outside the city.

The shopkeeper took out the register, glanced at it, and said, "Three days from now."

Then he added with a face full of smiles, "However, Young Master Dongfang, this time, if you want to reserve a spot, you must pay first."

Luo Zijun naturally knew the rules, took out fifty taels of silver, and handed it to him.

The shopkeeper took it and hurriedly helped him register his name.

Luo Zijun asked, "How many people are going on this hunt outside the city?"

The shopkeeper counted and smiled, "Including you, Young Master, there are currently six people."

Luo Zijun nodded, said nothing more, and took his leave.

It was already dark, and he prepared to go back to continue Soul Refining.

He had to hurry.

Who knows if that Bai Daxiaojie might suddenly find a sweetheart and then get married.

If that happened, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

Not long after he left Juxian Hall, a pretty young girl wearing a red dress with a slender figure walked into the shop.

"Is Miss Xu going out of the city this time too? Three days from now, including Miss Xu, there will be seven people in total."

"Let me see the list."

Xu Ziyin took the register and saw "Dongfang Junnan" written at the very end at a glance.

She immediately sneered and thought to herself: This time, let's see how you poison me again!

Junzi Residence.

After Luo Zijun finished his meal, he entered his room and instructed the two Young Maids not to disturb him.

First, he practiced his Inner Cultivation Method to consolidate today's cultivation.

An hour later, Soul Out-of-Body.

"Meow—"

Soon, a black cat in the corner flashed its figure and jumped onto the courtyard wall.

At the same time.

Xue Yuan, Luoxue Residence.

A phantom suddenly passed through the roof and flew out from the room.

She floated on the roof, looked left and right blankly, and suddenly lowered her head to look at the white cat in the small courtyard that was squatting on the stone table, closing its eyes and resting.

"Meow—"

Before long, the white cat jumped off the stone table, leaped, and nimbly jumped onto the courtyard wall.

Then it walked slowly along the wall with elegant steps, its pair of azure eyes curiously watching the surrounding night and the scenery of the manor in the night.

"Whoosh!"

It leaped lightly and jumped onto the opposite courtyard wall.

Then, aimlessly and with elegant posture, it paced and wandered around the manor.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Before it knew it, it had suddenly arrived at Baihuayuan, and then it heard a strange sound.

It leaped lightly onto the courtyard wall of Baihuayuan, and then it saw a black cat, jumping up and down and side to side amidst the flowers, twisting and swaying, posing and posturing, charging left and right, as if it had gone mad.

The white cat tilted its head slightly, then crouched on the courtyard wall, watching it with a face full of confusion and curiosity.

(End of chapter)