Miraculous Doctor in Flower City-Chapter 223

After Liu Sanming understood everything clearly, he got up and started practicing the Joyful Dragon Subduing Skill.

Tonight, he wanted to integrate all the experiences from his encounter with Zhang Kunlun into his own moves.

Unknowingly, the night passed by.

At dawn, Liu Sanming finished, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Xue Yao.

"Zhang Kunlun came to see me. I feel what I did before was wrong, and I apologize. Please give me some time to reflect. Also, he often uses my friends and family to threaten me. I hope you can educate him on this matter."

Xue Yao quickly replied to the message.

"Alright, I’ll educate him. I hope you can also understand your importance to me. I don’t want us to have any discord."

After reading it, Liu Sanming sneered coldly.

No discord?

If I locked you in a cage, giving you nothing but water to drink, would you be happy?

He sent the message to Xue Yao as a delaying tactic, to ensure that his sister-in-law and younger sister wouldn’t be implicated.

After tossing the phone aside, Liu Sanming took a shower and went downstairs to eat.

On the other side, after putting down her phone, Xue Yao couldn’t help but curve her lips in triumph.

Thinking that no matter how stubborn Liu Sanming was, he eventually gave in.

It seemed that Zhang Kunlun had really scared him.

But threatening his family was indeed not good, she planned to tell Zhang Kunlun about it later.

It was just past seven in the morning, and Xue Yao lay on the soft large bed, stretching and thinking about how to get closer to Liu Sanming.

As she thought, she couldn’t help but recall the video of the other party’s robust workout.

Unable to resist, she picked up her phone and watched it again.

The thick stick, the moving powerful waist, the splashing water sound...

It all became an irresistible obsession for Xue Yao’s soul.

After watching a few times, her other hand slipped between her legs, touching the already wet Peach Blossom Spring...

The intoxicating moans started again.

Outside, Zhang Kunlun had gotten up early and prepared a delicate breakfast, planning to invite his senior sister to eat together.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached the door, he heard the provocative, soul-stirring moans.

Zhang Kunlun was shocked!

He leaned cautiously against the door, listening more intently and clearly.

Below, inside his pants, the long-forbidden stick suddenly turned rock solid, as if it had become a sharp spear.

At the age filled with abundant energy, and constantly practicing Inner Energy with vigorous blood and physique, how could he not have desires?

Zhang Kunlun couldn’t resist touching the long stick, his whole body plunged into a struggle!

He couldn’t believe his senior sister was busy with handiwork on the bed, nor could he imagine she would make such enticing and seductive sounds.

Thinking of his senior sister’s almost art-like delicate body, twisting and shivering, constantly moaning lasciviously, Zhang Kunlun became even more aroused.

But he didn’t dare to rush in recklessly.

"Senior Sister’s Primordial Yin must be too strong, reaching a critical point. She urgently needs a man now, and I’m the only one around... I’m the best choice."

"As long as I wait patiently, Senior Sister will definitely seek my cooperation!"

"The opportunity has finally arrived!"

As Zhang Kunlun thought, he continued stroking the long stick, full of excitement.

Inside the room, Xue Yao continued moaning, while outside, he was breathing heavily, stroking the long stick.

The two headed towards the peak of pleasure together in such a bizarre way...

...

After finishing breakfast, Liu Sanming continued his cultivation.

Unusually, he didn’t engage in playful banter with Xu Wan’Er, Lin Meiqi, or Bai Xi on the first floor.

He now had a single thought in his mind.

To become stronger!

It was around noon when a call came in from an unfamiliar number.

Curiously, Liu Sanming answered, "Who is this?"

Unexpectedly, a cold female voice tinged with resentment came from the other side.

"Who do you think it is! You heartless guy! If I didn’t fear you getting beaten to death, I wouldn’t want to contact you."

Upon hearing this, Liu Sanming couldn’t help but laugh!

It was a call from Hong Ying.

Recalling their previous intimate encounter on the lawn, filled with shared pleasure and replenishment, Liu Sanming felt a surge of heat in his Dantian.

After all, Hong Ying was incredibly beautiful, especially her figure, which was an artisan masterpiece.

"So it’s my darling Hong! Seems you care about your brother, or else why would you be so concerned. Ha ha!"

Liu Sanming teased.

Irked, Hong Ying retorted, "Keep talking like that, and I’ll block you and never contact you again! Have some decency!"

"Haha, don’t, blocking your brother would make him sad, and you’d suffer too. Let’s not fight too hard. What’s up, why did you reach out?"

Liu Sanming steered back to the main topic.

He already vaguely guessed she might be informing him about the Divine Origin Association.

True to his instincts, Hong Ying coldly snorted and asked, "Are you involved in Mo Qianchi’s death?"

Liu Sanming was taken aback. He hadn’t expected Mo Qianchi to have connections with the Divine Origin Association.

He didn’t hide it and nodded, "Indeed, he tried to harm me. I cursed him, and he later died mysteriously."

"I found out only the day before yesterday that Mo Qianchi was actually my martial uncle. So now my master and second martial uncle are plotting to kill you, claiming they’ll wait for you at the Daoist Sect conference. You mustn’t go," Hong Ying warned earnestly.

After hearing her, Liu Sanming couldn’t help but grin mischievously.

It seemed not only Zhang Kunlun intended to target him at the Daoist Sect conference; even Mo Qianchi’s two senior brothers had plans for him.

Many were indeed interested in his life.

"What are you laughing at? I’ve said what needs to be said. You must be careful. If you die... humph, I won’t say more!"

Hong Ying seemed to want to say something more but refrained, hanging up the phone.

Looking at his phone, Liu Sanming couldn’t help laughing!

He felt Hong Ying, due to her inexperience in the world, was like an immature girl, shy and endearing.

Although he hadn’t cursed Hong Ying during that night of entanglement, he did use the Immortal Ascension Finger.

Clearly, the power of the Immortal Ascension Finger was still very strong, and despite its use, it left no trace.

He had become an indelible presence deep in Hong Ying’s soul.

Putting down his phone, Liu Sanming resumed practicing the Joyful Dragon Subduing Skill again.

The moves were perfected with a lethal intent fleetingly hidden in the techniques, as if a soaring dragon or a descending killer dragon...

He practiced until nearly three in the afternoon, when he felt he might have reached a bottleneck.

This bottleneck wasn’t of his Inner Qi or Inner Strength, but a bottleneck in understanding martial arts.

It was like holding elementary, junior, and high school textbooks, but after finishing elementary, he couldn’t understand the middle school books.

He seemed to need a guide.

The legacy of Joyful Buddha included detailed explanations of the Joyful Dragon Subduing Skill but lacked practical cultivation guidance.

Perhaps in the eyes of Joyful Buddha, such worldly techniques were too low-grade to even need explanation...

Liu Sanming thought for a while, realizing three people potentially could help him.

One was Long Tiansheng from the Long Family of Sea City.

Another was Zhou Hengrui, whom he met last time.

And the third was Chen Xiaomei, the Vajra Barbie whom he agreed to spar with daily but constantly stood up.

These three were figures from the Sea City’s martial arts scene, each with their understanding and perception of martial arts.

Liu Sanming figured he could learn something from interacting with them.

But as he was about to contact these three, Bai Xi approached with a slightly resentful expression.

"What’s up?"

Liu Sanming asked curiously.

"First, Brother Sanming, it’s time for you to eat. Second, a woman named Murong Qiuyue is here to see you, saying you asked her to come at noon."

Bai Xi’s words carried a hint of jealousy.

Liu Sanming couldn’t help but laugh. It turned out Bai Xi was jealous upon seeing Murong Qiuyue visiting...