Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

After the poison sword master, Old Man Meng, admitted defeat and Sun Zhe secured four consecutive victories, nobody else came up to challenge him.

The cheers under the martial stage roared like thunder, but Sun Zhe on the stage was in a state of disarray.

He felt that winning the Martial Hero of the Nascent Soul District was easier than winning the Martial Hero of the Body Refinement District.

"Sigh, what the heck is this?"

An hour later.

Sun Zhe stepped down from the martial stage amidst the cheers.

"Congratulations, boss!"

Chen Ruolong was overjoyed and was the first to greet him.

Following him, Qi Jie, Du Linghan, and some of Sun Zhe’s past opponents came forward to offer their congratulations.

But facing the congratulatory phrases, Sun Zhe barely managed to smile, unable to feel happy.

Although he wanted to quickly earn the title of Martial Hero, acquiring it in such a strange manner left him bewildered.

Besides Qi Feiying at the beginning, the subsequent three - Master Tianyun, Madman Zhang, and Old Man Meng - were obviously not giving their all.

"Well, forget it, although I don’t know what they’re up to, I managed to get the title of Martial Hero."

"The most pressing matter is to get the Molting Clothes from His Majesty to save Yuening."

Thinking of this, Sun Zhe didn’t ponder further and clasped his fist towards everyone, returning the congratulations.

...

...

In the blink of an eye.

Night fell.

Villa No. 3, Jingtian Forest Garden.

Sun Zhe lay on the couch playing on his phone, chatting with the group of beauties from Yang City in the "Harem Group".

Talking about some adult topics, while feeling excited, the crisp sound of high heels suddenly echoed outside the living room.

"Congratulations, Sun Martial Hero."

Wearing a professional outfit paired with black stockings and red-bottomed high heels, Xia Shiqing walked into the living room, casting a meaningful look at Sun Zhe.

Sun Zhe sat up, with a strange expression, said: "Did you watch my match today?"

"Yes, I did."

Sun Zhe sighed, looking at the alluring figure in front of him, said: "It’s obvious those old men were not putting up a real fight. Though I might not necessarily lose if it was a real fight, it feels frustrating to win this way."

Xia Shiqing sat down on the couch opposite him, crossing her long silky legs, said slowly: "Actually, this was within my expectations. Those old men probably recognized your Mountain-Suppressing Sword and Celestial Sealing Treasure Seal and were cautious of your identity."

Sun Zhe: "So they deliberately lost to me?"

Xia Shiqing said: "For people like them, fame and fortune are fleeting clouds; they just want to stay underground to cultivate."

"After all, besides those in the Spirit Realm, only underground martial arenas have relatively dense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi."

"So they wanted to make a good impression, thus they went on stage to do this favor."

Sun Zhe muttered: "But what’s the point of them doing this?"

Xia Shiqing stared into his eyes, "For them, being remembered by you is the point."

Sun Zhe shook his head, "Never mind, it has to be like this now."

Xia Shiqing said: "You’ve already obtained the title of Martial Hero in the Fourth District underground martial arena, and the special training task I assigned to you is considered complete. What are your plans next?"

Sun Zhe said: "Get the Molting Clothes, then recruit more disciples and expand my Undying Pavilion."

Xia Shiqing nodded, stood up and said: "You should rest early; tomorrow morning we have to go to the palace."

Sun Zhe stared at her, noticing her slightly furrowed brow and a hint of discomfort, felt something was odd.

Actually, from the moment she entered the door, Sun Zhe realized something was not right with her.

"You seem uncomfortable, are you hurt?"

"It’s nothing."

Xia Shiqing showed no expression and tried to remain calm, hurriedly headed towards the stairs.

Sun Zhe looked at the place where she had just sat, and astonishingly found a slight wet mark on the couch, suddenly he had a bold guess in his heart, so he turned his gaze towards Xia Shiqing’s departing back, quietly activated Yin Yang X-ray Vision.

"Sure enough... there’s something down there."

"And both front and back."

Seeing the tightly held red diamond-shaped jewel, and the oval latex ball deeply buried in the moist place, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild.

"Who put it there?"

"Could it be the Emperor?"

"..."

On the second floor of the villa.

Xia Shiqing hurriedly returned to her room, immediately reached her hand inside her skirt to pull off the black silk pantyhose.

Her brows furrowed tightly, slightly leaning over, a delicate hand fumbling and digging in the muddy area, faintly heard the sound of water splashing.

Before long, she extracted a moist pink oval ball, tossed it into the trash with a disdainful look.

"Jiang Qinglan... just you wait!"

She gritted her silver teeth in anger, eyes full of resentment, while digging, she extracted and discarded a metal plug topped with a diamond-shaped red gemstone and a rounded tapered end.

...

Early the next morning.

Sun Zhe was kicked awake by Xia Shiqing while still in his dreams.

"My dear aunt, do you have to be up so early? Doesn’t His Majesty sleep in?"

Sun Zhe complained bitterly, feeling it’s worse than Yang Qi getting restless.

Xia Shiqing stood before the bed with no expression, coldly glanced at the "pyramid" protruding high on the duvet, said flatly: "You think everyone is as lazy as you? Get out of bed and tidy up."

"Just a little longer, ten more minutes, just ten minutes!"

Xia Shiqing: "Don’t want the Molting Clothes anymore?"

Hearing this, Sun Zhe’s spirit was instantly lifted, immediately he lost all sleepiness and flipped off the bed.

After a quick tidy-up, Sun Zhe followed the Empress Consort out the door.

In the passenger seat.

Sun Zhe looked at the street scene outside the window, feeling a bit tense about meeting that man standing at the pinnacle of Hua Country.

"Auntie, do you think if I ask for the Molting Clothes, His Majesty will give it?"

Xia Shiqing lightly clutched the steering wheel with both hands, brows slightly furrowed, seemingly enduring some pain, "I’m not sure, but since you want it, you have to try."

"Hmm, that’s true."

"Anyway, you should just... mm, don’t you..."

Midway through her words, Xia Shiqing’s body suddenly trembled, turned her head to cast Sun Zhe a resentful glance, face flushed delicate red.

Because Sun Zhe’s hand was already on her thigh wrapped in shiny black silk.

"Don’t mess around, I’m driving." She angrily slapped Sun Zhe’s hand away.

Sun Zhe laughed: "These stockings look pretty nice today."

Xia Shiqing said emotionlessly: "If you want to dig then do it quick, we’re almost at the Emperor’s Palace."

Upon hearing that, Sun Zhe was excited in his heart, hurriedly stretched his hand in.

Not long after, the sound of water splashing was heard.

Sun Zhe’s eyes suddenly widened, staring at her, "Why is there still something inside?"

Xia Shiqing gently bit her lip, bearing the discomfort, "You found out last night, didn’t you?"

"Worthy of the Empress Consort, you play really wild."

"..."

Not long after.

Xia Shiqing drove the car through the gates of the Emperor’s Palace, stopping at the entrance of a quaint and stately courtyard.

Sun Zhe pulled back his hand, deliberately letting her see.

Looking at the hand covered in mucus, fingertips sticking with a curled hair, the Exquisite Empress Consort’s face flushed red, fiercely pinched his waist.

Throughout the journey, Sun Zhe kept pestering her, even deliberately using Pure Yang True Qi.

Several times she nearly couldn’t stand it, thought of taking him to an empty underground parking lot to teach him a lesson, but remembering His Majesty was waiting, she eventually held back.

"We’re here, tidy up quickly."

Sun Zhe wiped his hand with a tissue, then opened the car door, asked: "Does His Majesty live here?"

"Obviously."

Sun Zhe asked: "When I meet him later, should I kneel or something?"

Xia Shiqing gave him a sideways look, suppressing a smile, "This isn’t ancient times, no such etiquette. Plus, he chose to meet you in his private residence, not as an Emperor but as an elder."

"I see."

"But you should also restrain yourself, don’t be so carefree."

"..."

During the conversation.

Sun Zhe followed Xia Shiqing into the living room.

Just changing shoes and entering the door, Sun Zhe immediately noticed a dignified middle-aged man brewing tea at a tea table.

"Xiao Zhe is here?"

Sun Zhe stared at him, suddenly stunned, eyes widening.

"Why... why is it you?"

"..."