My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Hui saw that she had finally met a powerful figure in this dangerous world—oh, I mean, a great hero!—and was about to leave, and her heart began to burn with anxiety.

After the incident involving Wang Er and Li Gou...

Hui discovers a tragic truth: she, a lonely and vulnerable woman, is actually powerless to survive in this world.

Or, if you're alone, you can easily become someone else's plaything.

But now, by some stroke of luck, I've finally encountered a chivalrous and righteous hero—ah, ptooey! A great knight!

Hui would absolutely not let this great hero get away.

Even if it means losing all shame, I must stick by his side and cling to his coattails, at least to get through my current novice phase.

Of course, Hui also considered what would happen if the other party was also attracted to her beauty.

If this were to happen, Hui felt she might have no choice but to accept it. After all, it was better to be the wife of this guy who didn't know how to dress himself up than to be a plaything of a big shot.

Meanwhile, Kouta, who was sleeping peacefully in another world, had no idea that he was unknowingly teetering on the edge of being cheated on while he was just sleeping.

"Wait! Thigh!" As soon as she opened her mouth, Hui Cai realized that she had blurted out her thoughts in her excitement, and her face immediately turned embarrassed.

When Ji Dachuan heard Hui say "thigh," he was taken aback. Due to cultural differences, Ji Dachuan didn't know what "thigh" meant, so he turned around and asked with concern, "Miss, is there something wrong with your leg?"

Hui quickly realized what was happening and, taking advantage of the situation, hurriedly made up an excuse for herself: "Oh, it's like this, my legs are numb and I can't stand up."

"I see." Ji Dachuan didn't find it strange. He took two steps forward and said to Hui, "Miss, I will relieve your meridians remotely in a moment. Please forgive me if I offend you. Of course, I have no intention of offending you."

"Ah, oh." Hui, being a modern person, didn't find it strange at all.

Ji Dachuan squatted down, came to Hui's long and beautiful legs, and stretched out his big palm, without touching Hui, keeping a distance of about one decimeter.

Then Hui felt her legs start to heat up, a warm feeling.

A short while later, Ji Dachuan withdrew his internal energy.

“Young lady, you should be alright now. I’ll take my leave.” Ji Dachuan said, then turned and left again.

Hui began to doubt the sexual orientation of the man in front of her—oh, I mean, the hero.

Hui thought: "My figure and appearance should be extremely beautiful among women. Doesn't this person in front of me have any thoughts about me?"

Even if you are a virtuous person who disdains using force.

However, you can also flirt slowly and gradually build up your relationship.

What's the meaning behind your avoidance attitude?

"Wait—wait!" Hui spoke up again to stop them.

Upon hearing this, Ji Dachuan turned back again and gave him a kind look.

Hui pursed her pink lips, her face showing reluctance, as if she had gone through a long internal struggle before finally making up her mind, and slowly asked, "Um, hero! Do you... need a maid?"

Chapter 178 Top-Tier Master

Ji Dachuan was taken aback and looked at Hui with surprise.

It must be said that Hui's body is indeed charming. Her face is like a silver basin, with a standard oval face and even contours. Her full cheeks are slightly flushed, making her both cute and beautiful. Her features are exquisite and soft, especially her almond-shaped eyes, which are clear, bright, and full of spirit.

Upon closer inspection, one would discover that the young woman's face was completely bare, without any makeup. Her lips were naturally red, her eyebrows naturally dark, her eyes bright and her teeth white, her skin like jade. She possessed a classical, scholarly beauty reminiscent of a woman confined to her chambers. What was even more remarkable was that the young woman's dignified and elegant demeanor seemed to unintentionally reveal a hint of allure, transforming her from a secluded orchid in a valley into a charming peach blossom and willow, instantly becoming breathtakingly beautiful, always intentionally or unintentionally teasing men's senses.

Ji Dachuan was so captivated by the sight that he became somewhat mesmerized.

However, although he was amazed by Hui, the image of another woman immediately surfaced in Ji Dachuan's mind. Thinking of her in his memory, he quickly suppressed the slight flutter in his heart.

At the same time, she felt extremely guilty for her weak willpower, feeling that she had let down the person in her heart.

“Miss, I’m used to a life of leisure and can’t stand being waited on. Since you’re alright, and I have important business to attend to, we’ll take our leave now. Until we meet again.” Ji Dachuan cupped his hands in greeting, turned and left, his resolve this time very firm.

Whether it was due to his martial arts background or not, Ji Dachuan felt that this young girl was trying to cling to him. Therefore, he wanted to get rid of Hui as soon as possible.

It wasn't that Ji Dachuan was cold-blooded; he just knew that his trip to the capital was fraught with danger. He was a rough man, and if he died, so be it, but how could he implicate a young girl?

"Hey, wait a minute! ...Oops—"

Hui stood up anxiously and jogged after Ji Dachuan, but before she had taken more than a few steps, she twisted her white ankle because she started too fast.

This kind of excruciating pain is the most intense. If it were Hui before she lost her memory, she might have just smiled dismissively, pulled out a knife and stabbed herself, and a few seconds later she would be lively and energetic again.

But for Hui, who had lost her memory, the pain made her gasp, her jaw clench, and huge tears instantly began to fall from her eyes, one by one, which was incredibly cute.

Hui struggled to turn over and straighten her upper body, pressing her hands tightly against her injured ankle in an attempt to find psychological comfort in relieving the pain, but little did she know that this would only worsen the pain.

Ji Dachuan heard Hui's pitiful wails behind him.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally sighed and turned away.

For the first time, Ji Dachuan had such a profound understanding of the term "weak woman".

'She trips and twists her ankle even while walking; she's definitely different!'

Ji Dachuan couldn't help but think of her again. In his memory, she was skilled at everything: climbing trees, jumping off waterfalls, and leaping off snow-capped mountains.

Coming to her senses, she looked at Hui, who was desperately pursing her lips and whose big eyes were brimming with tears. Hui even blinked at her a few times as if complaining. Her vision was blurry, and through the misty air, she could see a pitiful face.

Ji Dachuan sighed helplessly: "Hey! Miss, you, you... please bear with me for a moment, or I'll offend you later."

Ji Dachuan turned around and bent down again, slightly pulling up the hem of Hui's white dress to reveal the injured area. The red and swollen area was large and had spread into Hui's shoes. Ji Dachuan carefully took off Hui's cloud-patterned brocade shoes, revealing Hui's entire little foot.

Hui's feet were not rough from years of dancing; on the contrary, they were small, well-proportioned, and snow-white, with toes like tender lotus sprouts, making one want to hold them in one's hands and play with them.

Ji Dachuan took out a bottle of unknown medicine from his package, opened the bottle, and instantly a bitter smell of Chinese medicine filled the air. Then he poured out a very viscous, brownish liquid from the bottle and applied it evenly to Hui's ankle. Instantly, the pain that was tormenting Hui turned into a cool and refreshing sensation, as if she had been roasted by a scorching fire one second and was eating ice cream next to an air conditioner the next.

"Young lady, do you have any relatives or friends nearby?"

"Ah! That—" Hui's little head started spinning, searching for a suitable excuse, but after thinking it over and over, she couldn't come up with a good reason. So she simply pulled out some scenes from TV dramas from her past life, "On my way to the capital, I was separated from my family by bandits, so, so..."

Although Hui remembered who she was in her previous life, she remembered the world and life scenes of her previous life very clearly, which is why Hui knew that she had traveled through time.

Upon hearing this, Ji Dachuan suddenly realized that he understood the little girl's previous behavior.

So he said, "Then I will take the girl to the capital city, which is not far away! I believe that the girl's relatives must be looking for her in the capital city."

"Thank you. I will definitely repay you when I have money in the future," Hui promised again.

Ji Dachuan helped Hui onto his horse and wrapped her injured ankle, which prevented her from wearing shoes, with a piece of burlap, while he led the horse.

Having lived two lives, this was Hui's first time riding a horse, but the experience wasn't as wonderful as she had imagined.

Because the saddle was too stiff.

Riding on it, especially the inner thighs where they contact the saddle, is a delicate area close to a woman's private parts, and now the weight of the whole body is pressing directly on that area and her pink buttocks.

My buttocks weren't comfortable either. Although they were fleshy, they couldn't withstand the impact of the horse's movements.

Hui then realized how great the invention of the shock absorber was in the history of human transportation.

This place is not far from the capital.

Along the way, Hui also encountered several groups of passersby.

Although they couldn't help but glance at Hui Shi a few more times, especially since some of their eyes were clearly filled with wicked thoughts.

However, as soon as they caught a glimpse of the tall, imposing man leading the horse, especially with a large knife strapped to the side of the saddle, they immediately dared not look again, much less have any other thoughts.

Every time Hui saw the fearful looks in those people's eyes, she was incredibly glad that her previous choice to "firmly cling to a powerful figure" was the right one. If she had been alone, she probably wouldn't have been able to walk a mile before meeting another unforeseen fate.

Along the way, Hui tried to get to know the hero as well as possible, so she spoke to him and learned that his name was Ji Dachuan. However, when Hui wanted to introduce herself, she belatedly realized that she couldn't remember her own name.

The name 'Dong'er' was definitely out of the question. Trying hard to recall, Hui vaguely remembered a few words: "...Mu...Hui..."

"Hmm? Mu Hui, does that mean my surname is Mu? No, Mu Hui is too hard to pronounce. Mu, Mu, Lin... I'll just call myself Lin Hui!"

Although Hui did not know why she died in her previous life, she felt that it was good to be able to live again, so she told Ji Dachuan the name she had decided on.

Afterwards, the two chatted casually, but Ji Dachuan did most of the talking while Hui listened.

Ji Dachuan was someone who had ventured into the martial world, and his knowledge far surpassed that of Dong'er, a mere dancer. Hui listened with great interest, gradually gaining a deeper understanding of this unfamiliar world.

Before they knew it, the two men and their horse had reached the city gate. The city wall was majestic, as high as three or four stories, and very thick. Looking through the dark city gate, they could see all sorts of people coming and going. There was also a small team of about 12 guards stationed there.

Entering the capital city required a one-cent entrance fee, which Hui naturally paid for through Ji Dachuan.

Passing through the city gate, which was six or seven meters wide, the view suddenly opened up.

At first glance, the crowd appears chaotic and disorganized; upon closer inspection, however, it becomes clear that these people come from different industries and are engaged in various activities.

Not far from the city gate, there were some vendors selling all sorts of goods, from bamboo baskets to everyday tea.

Ji Dachuan led the horse ahead, while Hui rode on the horse, looking around with great curiosity. If she weren't broke, Hui would probably have already started shopping.

A bustling crowd stretched along the street, seemingly endless. Among them were people carrying loads on their backs, driving oxcarts to deliver goods, leading donkeys pulling carts, merchants conducting business, peddlers hawking their wares, elegantly dressed gentlemen simply strolling, and fellow江湖人士 (jianghu figures, figures of the martial arts world) walking indifferently, swords in hand…

The streets were lined with teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, workshops, and shops selling silks and satins, jewelry and spices, incense and paper money, as well as medical clinics, fortune tellers, and so on.

While Hui watched all this with great interest, she was unaware that many others were secretly watching her.

After all, the Nangong family initially positioned Dong'er as a "luxury item enjoyed by royalty and nobility".

For most people in the world, beauties of this caliber are only known by name, but never seen in person.

Just like Hui's previous life in the Shang Dynasty, everyone in the Shang Dynasty knew that Daji was so beautiful that she could bring ruin to the country. However, most people in the Shang Dynasty did not know what Daji actually looked like.

However, it must be said that Ji Dachuan's appearance is extremely intimidating; people can tell at a glance that Ji Dachuan is not someone to be trifled with.

Although he was indeed not someone to be trifled with, one must know that a top-tier master is already enough to roam freely in the martial arts world.

Grandmasters are the last remaining patriarchs in major sects, pillars of strength and stability. Even in the imperial court, a Grandmaster can be granted the honor of being enfeoffed as a marquis or even a king. After all, there are no more than 20 Grandmasters in the entire Xia Dynasty.

As for innate talent, that's just a legend.

Celestial beings don't exist in legends, but they might exist in myths.

In this world, a martial artist specifically refers to someone who can use internal energy.

However, the vast majority of so-called martial arts practitioners in the martial arts world are just cannon fodder who don't even qualify as top-tier external martial arts practitioners (Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin).

A small number of people who reach the third level of unorthodox external martial arts, and among them, a very small minority can sense the Qi before they die, refine the Qi into internal force, and successfully become an orthodox third-rate master!

Therefore, Ji Dachuan's status as a top-tier expert is very high. So high that if he were to kill any prince or nobleman in the capital, as long as that prince or nobleman didn't have a powerful backer, the imperial court would not bother with Ji Dachuan at all.

Of course, this is not because the imperial court was incompetent.

The imperial court still holds the strongest power; otherwise, the dynasty would have been overthrown long ago.

In reality, martial arts practitioners would not look down on wealth and honor, imperial power, or the throne. Instead, they would yearn for a so-called idyllic life of "leisurely gazing at the southern mountains" in remote and impoverished areas.