The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Looking at Liu Xianglan's flirtatious demeanor, which practically screamed "I want to sleep with you," Yang Shuisheng felt an instinctive sense of disgust.

He never bothered with women who were fickle and lacked common sense.

But the words of refusal were on the tip of his tongue when he suddenly stopped.

He remembered the "Hehuan Nourishing Qi Technique" he had been practicing.

This cultivation method enhances one's cultivation level not only through diligent self-cultivation, but also largely relies on the nourishing effect of absorbing the primordial yin energy of a woman during sexual intercourse.

His previous interactions with Zhou Caifeng, Guo Cuihong, and Bai Qinglian all contributed to his improvement in cultivation.

Although Liu Xianglan is of questionable character, judging from her insatiable hunger, her desires must be strong, and perhaps her yin energy is even more abundant than that of an ordinary woman.

She was not particularly loyal to her husband, and she didn't feel any psychological burden.

Why not give it a try?

Just treat it as a form of cultivation.

Yang Shuisheng's mind raced with thoughts.

"Okay, two buckets it is."

Yang Shuisheng responded calmly, began to crank the well pulley, and deftly filled two buckets with water before carrying them on a shoulder pole.

"Hey! Thank you, Brother Shuisheng, you're so kind."

Liu Xianglan was overjoyed when she saw him agree. She quickly filled a small bucket with water as a gesture, and then followed Yang Shuisheng step by step toward her house.

Liu Xianglan didn't stop talking the whole way.

One moment he takes out a handkerchief, pretending to wipe Yang Shuisheng's sweat, but Yang Shuisheng turns his head away to avoid it. The next moment he praises in an exaggerated tone: "Brother Shuisheng, you are really strong. You can carry two full buckets of water steadily without your face turning red or your breath coming out. You are much stronger than my deadbeat husband."

Yang Shuisheng pretended not to hear and kept walking with his head down.

Liu Xianglan's house is located in the middle of the village, not far from the well. It is a fairly tidy brick house. Thanks to her husband's work as a carpenter in town, she lives a fairly good life.

Upon entering Liu Xianglan's courtyard, Yang Shuisheng poured water into the large water vat at the entrance of the kitchen.

Liu Xianglan hurriedly followed him in, picked up a washed peach from the table in the main room, swayed her hips as she walked up to Yang Shuisheng, held the peach to his lips with alluring eyes and a soft, sticky voice.

"Brother Shuisheng, you've worked hard. Take a rest and have a peach."

"Sister-in-law, these peaches are big, sweet, and very juicy. You should try them; I guarantee you'll love them!"

Her words were ambiguous, carrying a blatant implication, and the peach in her hand almost touched Yang Shuisheng's lips.

Looking at the bright red peaches and Liu Xianglan's alluring face, Yang Shuisheng understood.

He reached out and took the peach, weighing it in his hand. His gaze swept over Liu Xianglan's full curves and slender waist, accentuated by her tight short-sleeved shirt, and a half-smile appeared on his lips: "Alright, since my sister-in-law is so enthusiastic, I'll have a good taste."

He deliberately spoke the word "try" slowly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Xianglan was overjoyed, knowing that Yang Shuisheng had understood and was on the right track.

"Come in and sit down, it's hot outside!"

Her face lit up with a smile, and she quickly grabbed Yang Shuisheng's arm, leading him into the main room: "Come inside and cool off."

As she spoke, she casually turned around and closed the gate, then bolted it shut.

The light from the kerosene lamp in the main room was dim and yellow.

Liu Xianglan helped Yang Shuisheng to sit down, and then sat down next to him, so close that they could feel each other's body heat.

She deliberately twisted her body and unbuttoned another button on her collar, revealing more of her snow-white skin and deep cleavage, which gleamed alluringly under the light.

She turned to the side, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes darting around as she looked at Yang Shuisheng, waiting for him to make the first move.

Yang Shuisheng simply ate the peach slowly, his eyes calm, even with a hint of scrutiny, as if he were examining a piece of merchandise rather than a vibrant, alluring woman throwing herself into his arms.

Liu Xianglan waited for a while, but seeing that Yang Shuisheng was just eating peaches and didn't seem to be taking any initiative, she became a little anxious and puzzled.

This young man, full of youthful vigor, was actually able to sit still in the face of her such obvious hints.

Was he faking it?

Unable to contain herself, she leaned closer to Yang Shuisheng, almost sitting on his lap. She gently tapped his strong arm with her finger and chuckled sweetly, "Brother Shuisheng, are the peaches sweet?"

"Would you like to try some even sweeter peaches?"

As she spoke, she puffed out her chest, her full breasts almost touching Yang Shuisheng's arm.

Yang Shuisheng finally finished the last bite of the peach, threw the peach pit on the table, and picked up a cloth to wipe his hands.

Have you taken a shower?

"You...you washed it?"

Liu Xianglan was taken aback by his abrupt question and subconsciously replied, "I love to be clean, I wash every day, what's wrong?"

She wondered if Yang Shuisheng had a cleanliness obsession.

"It's fine once it's washed." Yang Shuisheng nodded, seemingly just checking the hygiene.

Actually, it's a bit disgusting that she had an affair with Zhao Youcai.

Immediately afterward, before Liu Xianglan could react, he suddenly reached out, not to hug her or kiss her, but to grab the plump, round peach.

He could clearly feel its amazing softness, elasticity, and size.

It feels really good.

"Ah~"

Caught off guard, Liu Xianglan trembled at his direct and bold action, letting out a short, excited moan.

She hadn't expected Yang Shuisheng to be so direct, but the desire that had been stirred within her instantly erupted like a raging fire fueled by oil.

She could no longer care about being reserved or guiding him; she wrapped her arms tightly around Yang Shuisheng's neck, her body coiling around him like a snake, and offered her red lips.

"Shuisheng...good brother, hurry...hurry and give it to your sister-in-law."

"My sister-in-law is in so much pain..."

As she spoke, she hurriedly began to unbutton Yang Shuisheng's clothes, her hands also wandering downwards.

Although her looks weren't top-tier, she had a voluptuous and fiery figure. At this moment, her passion was burning, and she displayed the charm and wantonness of a mature woman to the fullest. She twisted her waist and rubbed her body against Yang Shuisheng, trying to ignite him.

She was even more proactive than Zhou Caifeng.

Yang Shuisheng followed suit, responding to her enthusiasm while circulating the "Hehuan Nourishing Qi Technique," guiding his internal energy to absorb the primordial yin energy from Liu Xianglan, which was far more surging than that of Guo Cuihong or even Zhou Caifeng.

He could sense that Liu Xianglan's desire was extremely strong, almost to the point of hunger, and the nourishing effect it brought seemed to be particularly intense.

Under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, on the large bed where Liu Xianglan usually slept alone, the two rolled and entangled.

Liu Xianglan was unrestrained and reckless, using all sorts of flirtatious methods, wishing she could devour Yang Shuisheng alive.

Yang Shuisheng also let loose and fully circulated his cultivation technique, treating this as a pure training session.

More than an hour later.

The wind stopped and the rain ceased.

Liu Xianglan lay on the bed like a lump of mud, her body covered in sweat, too weak to even move a finger. Her face was languid with extreme satisfaction, her eyes were glazed, and she was unconsciously humming.

She felt completely drained, and had never experienced such a liberating feeling before.

"My God... Shuisheng, you're amazing... You almost broke my sister-in-law's body..."

She praised him weakly, her fingers tracing circles on Yang Shuisheng's sweaty chest.

"If I had known you were this capable, your sister-in-law would have approached you long ago."

Yang Shuisheng ignored her nonsense.

He focused intently on sensing the changes within his dantian.

The results of this training were surprisingly good!

The three streams of energy that were previously present have now multiplied into five!

Two more shares were added at once!

This has indeed improved my cultivation efficiency.

Could it be that Liu Xianglan's desires were particularly strong, thus making her primordial yin energy even more nourished?

Or perhaps women with a strong desire for this kind of thing have a special benefit in practicing the "Hehuan Yangqi Jue" (a traditional Chinese medicine technique for cultivating qi).

Yang Shuisheng pondered this in his heart, feeling that this discovery was worth noting.

"Shuisheng~" Liu Xianglan, having recovered a bit, pressed herself against him again, wrapping her arms around his waist. She tilted her head back, her eyes still glistening with desire, filled with expectation and flattery, "When are you free? Come see your sister-in-law again, okay?"

"Sister-in-law, you have lots of peaches to eat."

She's had a taste for it and can't forget it.

Yang Shuisheng glanced at her, neither agreeing nor refusing, but simply pushed her away and got up to start dressing.

"We'll talk about it later, I should go back now."

Although Liu Xianglan was somewhat reluctant, she did not dare to force him to stay. She could only watch helplessly as he dressed and left her house.

Liu Xianglan lay on the bed, savoring the taste of what had just happened, a dreamy smile on her face. She made up her mind that she must find more opportunities in the future to firmly grasp this capable and handsome Yang Shuisheng in her hands.