Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 529 - 510: Red Sleeves and Added Fragrance

Sun Zhe was helped to his feet, feeling his head buzzing for a moment.

The power of Li Zhenzhu’s strike was indeed extraordinary; it was a solid gap in level!

Looking at the lady in a tight black bodysuit, with a hot figure, beautiful appearance, and a cold and glamorous temperament, Sun Zhe was momentarily stunned, then realized this was someone sent by Xia Shiyue.

"Thanks."

"The Young Master need not be so polite."

Sun Zhe rubbed his head and asked, "Where’s my mom?"

The corner of the black-clad lady’s mouth lifted slightly, her eyes full of disdain, "For such a small scene, there’s no need for the Palace Master to show up personally."

She continued, "But don’t worry, Young Master, the Palace Master is nearby. She should be having coffee right now."

Sun Zhe’s expression changed slightly, secretly sighing that his mother truly had a leisurely spirit.

"How should I address you?"

"You can just call me ’Red Sleeve,’ Young Master."

Sun Zhe glanced at the other black-clad lady and asked, "Then this one must be Tien Xiang?"

Red Sleeve was surprised, "How did you know, Young Master?"

Sun Zhe: "..."

Meanwhile, Li Zhenzhu, who had been knocked away, had already climbed up from the ground, her whole body emanating True Qi, looking over with a gloomy expression.

Sun Zhe lowered his eyelids and said to Red Sleeve and Tien Xiang, "This old hag seems to have reached the Spirit Gathering stage, you two be careful."

"Don’t worry, Young Master!"

"..."

With the arrival of Red Sleeve and Tien Xiang, the battle took a one-sided turn.

Li Zhenzhu was entangled by Red Sleeve and Tien Xiang, unable to free herself.

If it were one-on-one, neither Red Sleeve nor Tien Xiang would be a match for Li Zhenzhu. But as soon as they joined forces, with their seamless, tacit cooperation, even if Li Zhenzhu were extremely powerful, she was somewhat overwhelmed.

Meanwhile, Sun Zhe wasn’t idle either. Surrounded by Qingyao Sect disciples, he moved as if unimpeded, with thunder roaring wherever he passed, leaving only flashing afterimages!

The intangible Taixu Sword Qi was invisible to the naked eye, shapeless and traceless, yet truly existent. Under his Divine Sense control, it flew horizontally and vertically. His whole person seemed like a walking meat grinder, and in just a brief moment, the Qingyao Sect disciples fell to the ground.

Observing from the sidelines, Zhou Yao was amazed to see Sun Zhe skillfully using "Zhou You Taixu."

He recalled how it took him nearly two years back then to grasp even a little trick.

But Sun Zhe, in less than a month, had achieved such mastery!

However, Zhou Yao realized Sun Zhe was still not ruthless enough because he didn’t take the lives of those Qingyao Sect disciples.

...

Time passed, no one knew how long.

When Sun Zhe stopped, looking around, he realized there was no one left to fight.

Fang Ruoxue sat on the ground, her pretty face pale, her delicate body trembling.

Sun Zhe walked up to her, looking down with a light smile, "This is the Zhou You Taixu you wanted; did you see it clearly?"

Fang Ruoxue stared at Sun Zhe, saying nothing.

She thought she was quite tough and stubborn, but compared to Sun Zhe, she felt a bit like a minor witch facing a great one.

Clearly, she had learned Zhou You Taixu, and Zhou Yao had taught it to him, but previously, when forced to ask, he played dumb, refusing to admit it even by one word.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a cry of pain from the other side caught Sun Zhe’s attention.

Following the sound, he saw Fang Xing regaining consciousness, struggling and rolling on the ground.

To be precise, Fang Xing woke up from the pain.

Just now, when Sun Zhe was using Zhou You Taixu to slaughter all sides, he had deliberately targeted Fang Xing.

At this moment, Fang Xing’s lower body was a bloody mess.

Sun Zhe wasn’t sure if Fang Xing’s third leg was cut off by the Taixu Sword Qi, but he was sure Fang Xing was already a cripple.

"Ruoxue, quickly take the Young Sect Master away!"

At this moment, Li Zhenzhu broke away from Red Sleeve and Tien Xiang’s entanglement, knocked them to the ground, and swiftly flashed towards Sun Zhe, directly striking at him with a palm.

Her palm technique was different from Xia Shiyue’s grand and atmospheric style and Yao Rao’s elusive mystery; it felt insidious and vicious, like a scorpion’s sting, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment!

Having suffered once before, Sun Zhe dared not confront it head-on. He immediately used the Witch’s Step to float backward, avoiding Li Zhenzhu’s hit.

Li Zhenzhu didn’t pursue Sun Zhe. She grabbed Fang Xing from the ground, ignoring his cries of pain, and threw him to Fang Ruoxue.

"Take the Young Sect Master and leave!"

Fang Ruoxue didn’t hesitate, carrying Fang Xing as she fled out the door.

The Qingyao Sect disciples, seeing this, immediately struggled up from the ground, regardless of their sword wounds, staggering away.

...

In the wrecked living room.

Li Zhenzhu, who stayed behind, looked vigilant, her sharp gaze roving over Sun Zhe and the others’ faces as she slowly retreated.

As she reached the doorway, she dispersed her True Qi all over, instantly accelerating to the extreme, disappearing in a flash.

Sun Zhe wanted to chase her but knew he was not strong enough, so he said to Zhou Yao, "It’s a pity she got away. This old hag is the mastermind behind the scenes back then; she coveted the Zhou You Taixu."

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, a shrill scream came from the night sky outside the door.

Everyone was instantly alert.

It was Li Zhenzhu screaming!

Before Sun Zhe could recover, he saw Li Zhenzhu, who had just fled, "flying" back, landing like a big sandbag in front of him.

Red Sleeve stepped forward with her long, beautiful legs, checked Li Zhenzhu’s injuries, and said to Sun Zhe, "The Palace Master made a move."

Sun Zhe looked closely, noticing that the clothes on Li Zhenzhu’s stomach were torn open, exposing old skin.

On that skin, there was a distinctly visible palm print!

In an instant, Sun Zhe became increasingly curious about Xia Shiyue’s power.

After all, this Li Zhenzhu was a Martial Artist in the Spirit Gathering Realm, yet under Xia Shiyue’s hand, she couldn’t even withstand a single move.

How strong is my mom?

As Sun Zhe was lost in thought, the sound of crisp high heels suddenly came from the doorway.

Sun Zhe looked up at the elegantly poised figure, a smile appearing on his face, and hurriedly went to greet her.

"Mom."

Xia Shiyue looked at him tenderly, reached out, and rubbed his head, "Are you hurt?"

Sun Zhe shook his head.

Xia Shiyue then turned her gaze to Zhou Yao, her expression slightly somber, and asked, "Is this transaction concluded now?"

Zhou Yao showed a bitter smile, hesitant to speak.

He could tell Xia Shiyue was angry.

And he knew why Xia Shiyue was angry, undoubtedly because he used Sun Zhe as bait.

Xia Shiyue stared at him, saying, "Considering your relationship with Ah Wei, and that you call me sister-in-law, I would have helped you."

"So, Aunt, there was absolutely no need for you to calculate this."

Zhou Yao lowered his head, "Got it, sister-in-law."

Xia Shiyue said, "But I didn’t expect you to take out your Zhou Family’s secret technique."

Zhou Yao replied seriously, "Actually, even without this matter, I would have taught Zhou You Taixu to Ah Zhe."

Xia Shiyue held Sun Zhe’s hand, leading him away, "If it’s confirmed that Qingyao Sect was involved in the Zhou Family bloodcase back then, Qingcheng Palace will step in to regulate the Martial Artist Realm."

"..."