After a long while, Gu Yan tidied up his clothes with satisfaction.

Under a nearby tree, a woman in palace attire was sobbing, her half-black, half-white hair making a dripping sound.

"Qingcheng, don't cry. I will take responsibility for you," Gu Yan said, stroking her dark hair.

Upon hearing this, Lan Qingcheng immediately stood up, glaring at Gu Yan with a hint of grievance.

"You, cough cough..." Lan Qingcheng coughed before she could finish speaking, and her hair turned black and shiny.

"Are you not angry now?" Gu Yan said, holding her cold, delicate body.

"Young master, aren't you afraid my husband will kill you?" Lan Qingcheng said softly. She could have resisted just now, but she didn't...

"Based on that eunuch?"

"It would take several hundred more years of practice," Gu Yan said dismissively.

"How did you know about this?" Lan Qingcheng asked, lost in thought.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt as if she were rising into the air and swallowed hard in surprise.

She seemed to know why.

"What's wrong, Qingcheng? Don't you like this feeling?" Gu Yan said, blowing on her pink earlobe.

Lan Qingcheng let out a soft moan, then said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, are you really at the Innate Realm?"

After all, she herself couldn't possibly miss the mark.

Gu Yan smiled slightly and said nothing.

He summoned the Flame Dragon Sword and immediately took to the air.

Because of the high speed, the whooshing sound of the wind rang in their ears, like knives scraping against their bodies. Fortunately, Lan Qingcheng was quite strong.

Before long, Gu Yan brought her to a high place in the distance, where they could see the locations of most of the sects.

Lan Qingcheng was beyond words in her surprise. Thinking back to what had just happened, she didn't feel so disgusted anymore.

"Am I better than that eunuch?" Gu Yan asked.

“Young Master is exceptionally talented, having reached the Innate Realm at such a young age. He is the most outstanding man I have ever seen,” Lan Qingcheng said, blushing, as she clasped Gu Yan’s hand.

"In that case, how about I take care of you from now on?" Gu Yan said, holding her delicate body tightly.

Lan Qingcheng's beautiful eyes widened, and because of her status, she subconsciously wanted to say no.

But the intense heat of that body captivated her; she even felt it could melt away the thing inside her.

As he was thinking, Gu Yan turned her around, and the two looked at each other face to face.

Gradually, they kissed...

A short while later, Mu Xue'er finished washing herself and came to that place, only to find that Gu Yan was nowhere to be found.

Her brows furrowed, and she muttered under her breath, "You think you can just run away after taking advantage of me?"

"No way."

With a thud, she kicked the rock, which weighed at least several hundred pounds, down.

She gasped in pain and quickly sat down on another rock, bursting into tears.

Gu Yan frowned in the distance, sensing something was wrong. After a moment's thought, his face suddenly contorted.

...

"Xue'er, why are you still crying? Is it that bad?" Gu Yan said breathlessly.

"You... I thought you ran away, hmph," Mu Xue'er said, sounding aggrieved.

Gu Yan looked at the inconvenient little leg and quickly hugged it to her chest.

This made Mu Xue'er blush slightly, but she still said, "Brother Yan, I sprained my ankle, can you take a look at it for me?"

"I don't believe you! I saw that big rock myself," Gu Yan thought to himself.

But it was just a thought in her mind. She quickly took off the old-fashioned shoes and socks, revealing her fair and delicate feet, which were a little red, obviously injured by a heavy object.

"Xue'er, your sprain is quite unique," Gu Yan teased.

Mu Xue'er glared at Gu Yan, her pretty face flushed red.

Gu Yan then used his spiritual energy to help her heal her injuries.

Along the way, Mu Xue'er would occasionally hum softly, which almost made Gu Yan unable to hold back.

"Xue'er, are you all better now?" Gu Yan said, giving her cute toes a little squeeze.

"Brother Yan, I'm not in pain anymore. Let's go home. There's nothing to worry about here without me at Medicine King Valley," Mu Xue'er said, grabbing Gu Yan's arm as if afraid he might die in the blink of an eye.

“This…” Gu Yan said hesitantly.

He wanted to play around with Lan Qingcheng for a while before leaving. He had only relaxed a little earlier, and she was probably still watching him from that place.

Sure enough, Lan Qingcheng was holding a silk handkerchief, covering her pink lips, watching that scene with great envy...

Mu Xue'er frowned, pinched Gu Yan's arm and spun him around, then said, "Brother Yan, what did you just say?"

Xue'er didn't hear clearly.

"Haha, I'll listen to whatever you say," Gu Yan said as he helped her put on her shoes and socks.

Mu Xue'er hummed in satisfaction after hearing this.

After that, the two of them left and headed down the mountain.

Lan Qingcheng also took a sip of the medicinal liquid to make sure there was no strange smell before reluctantly leaving.

In a secluded place, Murong Bo went berserk, shattering countless stone slabs from the aftershocks of his attack.

He took deep breaths to calm himself down.

He originally intended to kill that harlot, but then he thought that his position as sect leader and the consolidation of his power were largely due to the contributions of that woman with the strength of the Heavenly Realm.

So he planned to put up with it and settle the score later, when he would kill that little bastard too.

Thinking of this, his anger subsided slightly.

...

On the other hand, Gu Yan originally thought that people in the martial arts world lived deep in the mountains and didn't know much about things in the city.

But he was stunned by the enormous luxury RV in front of him.

"Brother Yan, what's so surprising about this? It's just a car, only a few tens of millions of dragon coins, not expensive, right?" Mu Xue'er said with a frown.

This is now. If it were Gu Yan in the past, Da Ya would probably be shocked. This RV, which is like a small villa, is something that people in the martial arts world can own.

But is Medicine King Valley short of money?

"Selling some pills and herbs should be enough," Gu Yan thought, and then he calmed down a bit.

"I haven't yet emerged from my previous loser state. This is the last time," Gu Yan thought to himself.

"Haha, it's nothing. I'm just curious, shouldn't people in the martial arts world use this to hone their skills?" Gu Yan said dejectedly.

"Hey, our Medicine King Valley is different. Besides, it's so hot outside and the sun is so strong. Only a fool would walk," Mu Xue'er snorted.

Ancient sayings immediately became ashamed.