Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

It was an extreme shock, and a deep longing that she herself was unwilling to admit.

What woman doesn't love beauty? She was once an exceptionally beautiful woman. But ever since she was disfigured, she has been forced to cover her face with white silk every day. This scar has long become the deepest and most painful obsession in her heart.

If... if it could really be cured...

"it is good!"

Li Qiushui practically squeezed out the word through gritted teeth.

"Heal me now! If you can cure her, I will spare Li Mochou's life! Not only will I spare her life, but I will also teach you a unique skill of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

Lin Xuan shook his head: "It can't be cured now."

"You dare to play me?!" Li Qiushui instantly flew into a rage, her murderous intent rising once more.

"Please calm down, senior." Lin Xuan remained calm. "To heal the injury on your face, we need a rare and precious item. I don't have it right now, so I can't heal you."

Li Qiushui suppressed her anger and asked urgently, "What do you want? Tell me, and I will send someone to find it immediately!"

"No need for you to worry, senior," Lin Xuan said calmly. "There's probably only one place in the world where you can find such a thing. And only I can find it. Once I find it, I will naturally heal your injuries."

Li Qiushui stared intently at him, as if trying to discern even the slightest trace of a lie on his face.

But Lin Xuan's eyes were calm, deep, and full of convincing confidence.

After a long silence, Li Qiushui finally asked, "How long will it take?"

Lin Xuan thought for a moment and held up one finger: "One year."

"Fine! I'll trust you this once! I'll give you a year!"

Li Qiushui seemed to have made up her mind. She took out a white jade pendant from her bosom, which was crystal clear and exuded a faint cold aura. With a flick of her finger, the jade pendant turned into a white light and flew accurately towards Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan reached out and caught it steadily.

"This is my token. If you find it within a year, come to Xixia to find me. Since you know my name, you should also know my identity."

Her voice regained its haughty, cold, and arrogant quality.

"Remember, you only have one year. If you don't come back after one year, or if you can't heal my face..."

"Then, to the ends of the earth, to the netherworld, I will tear you to pieces!"

Leaving behind these threatening words, Li Qiushui didn't linger. With a flicker, she transformed into a white streak of light and vanished into the vast night in a few flashes.

Lin Xuan gripped the jade pendant that emanated a chilling aura, watching the direction she had left in. He turned around and looked back at Li Mochou, who was still lost in a state of profound shock and complex emotions, unable to extricate herself.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Recruiting Li Mochou Again

Li Qiushui drifted away, and Zhongnan Mountain returned to its former desolation.

The moonlight, like water, poured down.

Only Lin Xuan remained, along with Li Mochou behind him, who was still deeply shocked and swaying slightly.

Lin Xuan slowly turned around, his unfathomable eyes, under the moonlight, seemed like two deep whirlpools, firmly locking her in.

At this moment, the Crimson Fairy's hair was disheveled, a strand of her black hair soaked with cold sweat, clinging to her slightly pale cheek due to blood loss. A streak of blood still clung to the corner of her delicate lips, like a red plum blossom in the snow, tragically beautiful.

The apricot-yellow Taoist robe he was wearing had been torn in several places during the fierce battle, making it look somewhat disheveled.

But this did not diminish her beauty in the slightest; on the contrary, it added a touch of fragility and poignant beauty to her usually icy apricot-shaped face and peach-blossom cheeks.

She just stared at him blankly. Those beautiful eyes, which were usually filled with icy resentment, were now blank and lost, like a lone deer lost in a thick fog, having lost all direction and defense.

Lin Xuan didn't speak, but took a step forward.

With a short gasp from Li Mochou, he stretched out his strong, iron-like arms and swept her voluptuous, curvaceous, mature body into his embrace.

Princess hug.

This is a gesture full of tenderness and care.

This was a stark contrast to his usual rough and playful treatment of her.

Li Mochou's body instantly stiffened like iron.

She instinctively wanted to struggle, to yell, and to push the man away with all her might.

But when her head was forced against his firm chest, and she heard the steady, powerful thumping of his heart, all resistance vanished in an instant. His chest was like a mountain, shielding her from all the cold and danger of the outside world.

A strange warmth slowly seeped into her heart from where their bodies were in close contact, flowing through her limbs and dispelling the pain and chill within her.

Is this... gentleness?

Could this devilish man also have such a gentle side?

She was somewhat dazed and couldn't quite believe it.

Her cheek pressed against his chest, she could clearly smell his masculine scent, a scent that both intimidated and strangely reassured her. This scent, like a strong, mellow liquor, gradually revived her frozen senses and began to stir her dormant heart.

She never imagined that one day she would be held in a man's arms with such tenderness.

And the man in front of me...

He brought her endless humiliation, yet at the most dangerous moment, he offered her the most precious protection. This extreme contradiction, like two torrents, violently collided in her heart, leaving her bewildered.

Li Mochou slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

She gave up all resistance, like a weary bird that had finally found its home, letting him carry her, step by step, steadily, back into the cold, ancient tomb.

At that moment, for the first time, she felt that Lin Xuan's embrace was so...warm.

Inside the ancient tomb, Little Dragon Girl waits.

Seeing Lin Xuan carrying Li Mochou back, a look of concern immediately appeared on her beautiful, ethereal face as she hurried over to greet him.

"How is my senior sister?"

Her gaze fell on the bloodstains at the corner of Li Mochou's mouth, her clear eyes filled with worry.

"I suffered some internal injuries, but it's nothing serious."

Lin Xuan's voice was calm and steady, as if he had everything under control.

He gave Xiaolongnu a reassuring look and said softly, "Long'er, I need to heal her wounds, and we cannot be disturbed by anyone during this time. Would you please go outside the secret chamber to protect us?"

"Mmm." Little Dragon Girl nodded obediently, without the slightest doubt.

In her heart, Lin Xuan was omnipotent; if he said it was alright, then it was definitely alright.

Lin Xuan carried Li Mochou and walked straight into a secluded stone chamber.

The stone chamber was small, containing only a bed and an oil lamp burning quietly in the corner. The dim light cast two overlapping, swaying shadows on the stone wall.

He gently placed Li Mochou on the bed, his movements incredibly tender.

Li Mochou sat up, but still didn't speak. She just stared at him blankly with her complicated, inquisitive, and confused eyes.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but smile when he saw her like this.

He reached out and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, then asked teasingly:

"What's wrong? Are you stunned? Or... are you touched by me?"

Li Mochou's body trembled slightly, as if burned by his words. She subconsciously avoided his gaze, turning her snow-white neck to the side, revealing a beautiful and fragile curve.

Her heart was in turmoil.

In his mind, everything that had just happened outside the ancient tomb kept replaying uncontrollably.

He descended like a god, standing in front of him.

His composure and calmness when facing the unfathomable Li Qiushui.

as well as……

That declaration of ownership, yet one that shook her to her core—

"She is my woman."

These six words were like a burning brand, deeply imprinted on the depths of her soul, stirring up a monstrous wave!

Excitement, shyness, grievance, and a hint of indescribable sweetness... all these emotions intertwined, completely disrupting her long-frozen heart.

Just as she was feeling agitated, she felt a pair of warm, large hands land on the sash of her Taoist robe.

She was startled and turned around abruptly.

Lin Xuan was looking at her with a half-smile, but his hands didn't stop. He slowly and methodically untied her sash.

"you……"

"To heal, one must naturally remove clothing so that true energy can flow freely, right?"

Lin Xuan's reasoning was perfectly justified and beyond question.

Li Mochou's lips moved, but she did not utter any words of protest.

yes……

Anyway... anyway, he has already thoroughly explored every part of my body, inside and out.

Every punishment, every act of service, was performed with utmost sincerity.

What difference would it make if we did it one more time?

only……

This time, she felt none of the humiliation and shame she had felt before. Instead, she felt a strange mix of nervousness and anticipation.

She obediently allowed Lin Xuan to slowly peel off her outer robe, inner garment, and undergarments, one by one.

Soon, a perfectly ripe, voluptuous, and fatally alluring body was displayed without reservation under the dim light.

Her skin was like the finest warm jade, delicate and smooth, gleaming alluringly under the lamplight, as if it would overflow with moisture at the slightest touch. Her breasts, fuller and more erect than Xiaolongnu's, resembled two perfect snow-capped mountains, their peaks adorned with two delicate, luscious red plum blossoms, trembling and displaying astonishing elasticity. Below her flat, firm abdomen lay that untouched, secluded place, and a pair of long, shapely legs…

Lin Xuan's eyes revealed undisguised admiration and possessiveness.

He leaned down, brought his ear close, and whispered:

"Mo Chou, haven't you... always wanted to learn the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra?"

Li Mochou's body trembled violently.

The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra!

That was the ultimate secret technique of the Ancient Tomb Sect that she had always dreamed of!

She looked up at Lin Xuan in disbelief.

A mysterious smile appeared on Lin Xuan's face.

Before she could answer, he began to slowly and clearly recite the profound and mysterious general principles of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to her, word by word.

"To master this divine skill, two people must practice together, assisting each other..."

Every word was like a thunderbolt, striking Li Mochou's heart hard!

She was completely stunned, forgetting that she was naked and the pain of her internal injuries; all that remained in her mind were those profound and mysterious methods.

"Did you write it down?"

After Lin Xuan finished reading, he asked softly.

Li Mochou nodded subconsciously.

"Very good." Lin Xuan smiled with satisfaction. "Now, sit cross-legged and start circulating your qi. I will help you heal from behind and also help you regulate your meridians."

Li Mochou, like a puppet on a string, subconsciously followed his instructions, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes, and began to try to circulate the mental cultivation technique she had just memorized.

Just then, a pair of broad, hot hands touched her smooth, supple back.

"boom!"

A surge of extremely yang and powerful innate true energy instantly rushed into her body!

This surge of energy was like a rushing river, rampaging through her meridians, which were blocked and disordered due to her injuries. Its path was ruthless, yet it precisely cleared and repaired all the blockages and damage.

Li Mochou felt an indescribable sense of comfort spread throughout her body. The pent-up anger in her chest instantly dissipated. Her internal injuries were healing at an incredible speed.

However, as her injuries healed, an even more bizarre heat began to surge wildly from the deepest part of her body.

This true energy, besides healing injuries, also contains the unique secrets of the "Yin Yang Supplementing Technique," which can subtly dismantle a person's defenses and ignite their most primal desires!

This trait, like an incurable poison, ignited a raging fire within her, burning away all her reason and restraint!

Her body began to heat up uncontrollably. Her originally snow-white skin gradually turned a tempting, sinful crimson. Her breathing became rapid and scalding.