All Heavens: Yin Zhiping, a Demon with a Daoist Heart!

If someone with the Quanzhen Sword Technique at the Transcendent level were to face Han Xiaoying, the Yue Maiden Swordswoman, they could easily defeat her.

Yin Zhiping was secretly delighted. He spurred his horse and carried Hua Zheng to the yurt. He helped her dismount, but she suddenly collapsed into Yin Zhiping's arms.

"Oh dear..." Hua Zheng frowned.

Yin Zhiping felt a soft, yielding sensation in his hand, and his heart fluttered slightly. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"foot……"

Hua Zheng didn't feel any pain, but she couldn't muster any strength. Only then did she realize that the wolf had bitten two dents in her leather boots.

Yin Zhiping carried her into the tent and sat her down. The girl's cheeks flushed red. Although desert women are known for their boldness, it was still inappropriate to enter someone else's yurt at night, especially being carried like this. She was flustered and confused.

I'll be leaving in a bit!

Then Yin Zhiping took out some wound medicine and said directly, "Take off your boots, let me take a look at you, make sure you don't injure your bones or muscles."

Upon hearing this, Hua Zheng went to take off her boots, but her hands were weak. It turned out that she had been extremely frightened and had exhausted all her strength by running wildly. She was now completely powerless.

"Shall I take it off for you?"

"Hmm..." Hua Zheng nodded, her eyes darting away.

Yin Zhiping came up to her and gently lifted the hem of her pants, revealing a section of her fair and delicate calves, straight and slender.

He then went to take off his boots, and Hua Zheng let out a soft moan, her fear receding as she realized the pain: "Be gentle..."

Yin Zhiping was a little lighter. His boots were slowly taken off, and his porcelain-like feet came into view. They were cute and delicate little feet with fair skin and tender flesh, and under his gaze, the five toes curled up shyly.

He lifted Hua Zheng's jade-like foot, feeling its smooth, creamy texture, and smelled a faint... sour scent, which made her foot tense even more.

"It's not that I don't wash my feet, it's just that leather boots aren't very breathable, and I've been running for a long time..."

"I understand."

"..."

"..."

[Lustful thoughts are strongly condemned!]

Yin Zhiping's expression remained unchanged.

Upon closer inspection, it was fortunate that Hua Zheng had no wounds on her feet; her sturdy leather boots had blocked the injury. However, the wolf's bite force was so great that it left a bruise on her feet.

Hua Zheng patted her chest, beaming with joy, and said, "I'm not hurt! That's great! I heard that people who are bitten by wolves usually die from the shock. I was just thinking about ending my own life."

Yin Zhiping frowned: "Why do you think that?"

Hua Zheng said, "Think about it, Taoist brother, how painful must it have been to die from fright? He must have been defecating and urinating everywhere, scratching and clawing at himself. He must have died a very ugly death. I would rather die sooner and die more beautifully."

Yin Zhiping laughed and said, "Then you can ask me for help. Suicide is always very difficult."

Hua Zheng pondered, "That's true. When Father Khan ordered people to die, they couldn't bring themselves to do it. But please, Taoist brother, know that the best way for us grassland people to die is to die without bleeding."

Why?

"Because blood takes away the soul, and you won't have peace after death. If I need your help, you'd better strangle me."

"..."

The candlelight flickered, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Yin Zhiping looked down at the jade-like foot and said, "Although there are no wounds, the tendons and bones are injured, and it needs to be massaged to improve blood circulation and remove blood stasis."

Hua Zheng asked, "Then what would happen?"

Yin Zhiping said in a serious tone, "He will be lame, and will walk with a limp in the future."

Hua Zheng was startled, her eyes widening as she said, "Then quickly give me a massage! Father Khan has a lame warrior who walks with a limp like a duck, I don't want him!"

"it is good."

So Yin Zhiping channeled his inner energy and gently placed his hands on Hua Zheng's feet. She felt waves of warmth and tingling sensation, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her ears turning red.

Yin Zhiping is meticulous in his work.

Taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, shameless and despicable, utterly despicable...

fart!

This is about healing others and finding joy in helping others!

Healing people's injuries is the duty of a healer!

[Reward: Charisma +1]

Hmm, good system.

Pshaw! Charm again?

What's the use of this thing? Why not add to your constitution, comprehension, and martial arts?

Adding a little more lifespan would be nice, but the thought of eighteen years of remaining lifespan is making me increasingly uneasy.

Yin Zhiping cursed inwardly for a while, then looked up and saw that Hua Zheng's face was flushed, her eyes were glazed, her lips were slightly parted, and her breath was sweet as orchids.

She blushed shyly and changed the subject, saying, "Brother Taoist... I haven't asked your name yet, where you come from, I've never seen you here before."

Yin Zhiping said, "My name is Yin Zhiping, I am a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and I am here to take care of some matters. But what about you? Why are you walking in the wilderness in the middle of the night?"

Yin Zhiping... Hua Zheng memorized the name and planned to tell her father the next day to ask for some reward for the Taoist brother so as to repay his life-saving grace.

Hua Zheng explained, "I'm here to... to... to find a horse."

She meant to say that she had come to find Guo Jing, but somehow she changed her mind.

"Looking for your horse? You lost it?"

"No, it's a wild horse, all red, and very strong. It might even be an Akhal-Teke from the Western Regions!"

"If it's a wild horse, why describe it as vigorous?"

"You've misunderstood, Taoist brother. 'Young' means it's still young, its teeth have only just come in, but it's much larger than a mature warhorse, and incomparably handsome!"

Having said that, Hua Zheng thought to herself that she would go and find that little red horse tomorrow. A good horse is a good match for a hero, and the Taoist brother is so valiant. They are a perfect match!

Yin Zhiping then realized that the precious horse Hua Zheng mentioned must be the Akhal-Teke horse from the book, which should have been obtained by Guo Jing. If he could get it first, it could travel a thousand miles a day, making travel very convenient.

After a while, Yin Zhiping finished massaging Hua Zheng and let go of her.

Yes, his hands are sore now too.

Hua Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling comfortable and at ease, yet also a sense of emptiness in her heart.

She decided not to leave.

"Thank you, Taoist brother. You saved my life and gave me a massage. I really don't know how to thank you enough."

Yin Zhiping said, "It's alright, I'll do it for you. I'll take you back now."

"Go back?" Hua Zheng said, "This place is far from the royal tent, so... how about you take me back tomorrow?"

Yin Zhiping glanced around.

Hua Zheng said, "It's alright. We Mongolians sleep in the same yurt. Besides, we don't let guests go home in the middle of the night. That's considered unhospitable and would be ridiculed by the people of the grasslands."

Yin Zhiping said, "But I only have one quilt."

Hua Zheng giggled and said, "Of course I won't sleep in the same bed with you, it's not cold here."

As she spoke, Hua Zheng lay down on the felt, took off her coat and used it as a pillow, closed her eyes and smelled the fragrance emanating from Yin Zhiping, feeling very at ease.

Yin Zhiping was speechless.

This girl is quite bold; she seemed rather shy just now, but now she dares to sleep in his yurt.

Women of the grasslands are indeed bold and forthright.

But who is he? He is Yin Zhiping, the Dragon Knight!

Suddenly, Hua Zheng asked, "Brother Taoist priest, you won't do anything bad to me, will you?"

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of others in distress."

Yin Zhiping blew out the oil lamp and lay down, first opening the system panel.

Name: Yin Zhiping

Age: 17 (18 years remaining)

[Comprehension: 26 (Average)]

[Body Constitution: 22 (Unremarkable)]

[Charm: 97 (Beautiful as jade, exuding a unique fragrance)]

Martial Arts: Quanzhen Inner Strength Technique (Beginner), Golden Goose Skill (Minor Mastery), Frost-Treading Ice-Breaking Palm Technique (Minor Mastery), Quanzhen Swordplay (Mastery), Great Stele-Smashing Hand (Beginner)...

[A healer's heart is filled with compassion, cultivating virtue and character. Congratulations, host, for unlocking the secondary profession: Massage Therapist (LV1)]

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