Chapter 49 A Shura Field Beside the Corpse, This Soft Rice Is a Bit Hot to the Mouth
Beside the deep pit in the abandoned industrial zone, the smoke had not yet dissipated, and the air was still filled with the metallic tang of churned earth.
In the center of the shocking, cracked earth, the once arrogant Grandmaster Peak powerhouse, Wang Xiaotian, had now turned into a pool of blurred flesh and blood, deeply embedded in the soil.
Yet, against this tragic backdrop, there was an extremely incongruous, perhaps even absurd, scene.
Jiang Chen was hugging that starry-blue pillow, lying on his side on a pile of rubble, his breathing long and steady; he even smacked his lips rhythmically, emitting a slight snoring sound.
The thousands of Martial Artists surrounding them, including the usually high-and-mighty family heads and media reporters, seemed to have been hit with a pause button. They stared wide-eyed at this scene, not daring to even breathe deeply.
Who would dare wake this gentleman up? That was the ruthless man who had just borrowed the power of a "Divine Being" to slap a Grandmaster Peak powerhouse to death!
【Ding! Warning: Mental Energy bar depleted.】
【Activating forced sleep protection mechanism. Estimated recovery time: 72 hours.】
【Side effect: During this period, the host will enter a "sound asleep" state, but the body will instinctively and unconsciously seek the most comfortable environment.】
Just then, the crowd was roughly pushed aside.
"Move!" A cold, sharp shout broke the silence.
Mu Qingxue was surrounded by swirling cold Qi, her usually sharp professional attire now looking somewhat disheveled. Ignoring the rubble beneath her feet, she rushed directly into the pit. Looking at Jiang Chen lying on the ground, her typically calm, ice-blue eyes were now filled with unconcealable anxiety and panic.
"Jiang Chen!"
Just as she reached out to help Jiang Chen up, another slender hand painted with red nail polish landed on Jiang Chen's shoulder first.
"Teacher Mu, take it easy. A man's body is very delicate."
A wave of fragrance wafted over; Su Manyu had arrived without anyone noticing. Her red dress stood out starkly against the gray ruins, like a blooming Lycoris radiata. A smile declaring ownership hung on the corners of her lips, but her eyes were exceptionally sharp.
"This little troublemaker just exerted too much force and overdrawn his potential. What he needs now is top-tier recuperation and the best resources, not going back to school with you to sleep on a hard wooden bed."
Mu Qingxue paused and suddenly raised her head.
Their gazes collided in the air, as if sparks and lightning were flying; the temperature in the air instantly became eerie. On one side was extreme frost, on the other, scorching fire.
"He is my student. The school has the best medical team and security measures in the entire Federation." Mu Qingxue's voice was cold, and a layer of white frost actually condensed on the surrounding rubble. "Besides, I am his attending physician."
"Heh, a medical team?" Su Manyu lightly fanned her folding fan, striking back without showing weakness. "I've already booked the Imperial Capital's First Sanitarium. It has the latest life-support pods and five-hundred-year-old Spirit Medicine for medicinal baths. Teacher Mu, you're just living on a fixed salary; can you provide him with these?"
"You…" Mu Qingxue was at a loss for words. In terms of financial power, ten of her tied together couldn't compare to this black market queen.
"Besides," Su Manyu leaned down, her fingers lightly tracing Jiang Chen's slightly pale cheek, her eyes filled with a seductive yet greedy glint. "I really want to know how many more secrets this bad guy is hiding… Leave him to me; I'll feed him until he's plump and healthy."
"No!"
Mu Qingxue reflexively retorted. Looking at Jiang Chen's face, she suddenly felt a scorching hot aura radiating from his body.
This was the side effect of forcibly borrowing the "Empress's Divine Thought"—a loss of control over his blood and Qi caused by the overdraft of Mental Energy. His skin began to turn red, like a boiled shrimp, and his body temperature was rising rapidly.
"His current state is very dangerous. The Yang Qi in his body is rampaging, and his sea of consciousness is in a state of depletion." Mu Qingxue gritted her teeth, as if having made a decision. "Su Manyu, your medicinal bath can't save him. Only my 'Profound Yin Qi' can help him suppress this turbulence. If an ordinary doctor messes around, he will explode and die!"
Su Manyu was stunned for a moment. She was a discerning person; although she cultivated charm techniques, she could see that Jiang Chen's flushed complexion was abnormal, and even his breath carried a scorching current.
"You mean… manual cooling?"
Su Manyu's eyes became playful. Her gaze swept over Mu Qingxue's curvaceous figure, and a meaningful arc curled at the corner of her lips. "Teacher Mu, you really are… devoted to your student. This kind of 'intimate' treatment, if word gets out, will definitely cause misunderstandings."
Mu Qingxue's cheeks flushed slightly, but she didn't budge, her eyes firm: "A healer's heart is benevolent; this has nothing to do with you. I am taking him with me."
"That won't do. He is my major shareholder and also my… cash cow."
Su Manyu rolled her eyes, then suddenly laughed. "How about this, let's compromise. We'll go to my sanitarium, use the best medicine, and I'll cover all the costs. But… the treatment process will be 'personally' handled by Teacher Mu the whole time. How about that?"
Mu Qingxue hesitated for a moment. She knew the school's resources indeed couldn't compare to Su Manyu's "money power." For the sake of Jiang Chen's safety, she finally nodded.
"Deal. But I'm warning you, don't get handsy."
The onlookers nearby were so shocked their eyes were almost popping out.
"Holy crap… what am I seeing? Two great goddesses arguing over that Sleep God?"
"One is a cold, icy mentor, the other is a seductive, wealthy rich woman… Killing a Grandmaster is one thing, but to be fought over by goddesses of this level? This soft rice, I want to eat it too!"
"Don't even think about it. Do you have the ability to insta-kill a Grandmaster? This soft rice is a bit too hot to handle; an ordinary person can't swallow it."
Just as the two women reached a "ceasefire agreement" and prepared to work together to lift Jiang Chen onto a stretcher, Jiang Chen, in his deep sleep, seemed to sense the two auras beside him.
In his "forced sleep" state, his body instinctively activated "comfort-seeking mode."
On his left was extreme coolness (Mu Qingxue's Profound Yin Qi), like a human-shaped ice jade; on his right was alluring heat (Su Manyu's Pure Yang Charm Body), like a constant-temperature heater.
Driven by the ultimate pursuit of comfort, he naturally reached out with his "devilish claws" in his sleep. His left hand scooped out, precisely grabbing Mu Qingxue's cool, slender wrist and pulling her close; his right hand wrapped around, directly circling Su Manyu's warm and amazingly elastic waist.
Then, he buried his face in the gap between the two, rubbed against them contentedly, and let out a satisfied sigh.
"Mmm… this pillow… left side cooling… right side heating…"
"Is this the legendary… variable-frequency air conditioner… high-end stuff…"
The entire scene was deathly silent.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Mu Qingxue: "…"
Su Manyu: "…"
The two women's faces turned bright red almost simultaneously.
"Bastard! Let go!" Mu Qingxue was mortified, her body stiff as a rock; she wanted to break free but was afraid of hurting Jiang Chen.
"Little lecher, still not behaving even when asleep." Although Su Manyu scolded him, a hint of a smile appeared at the corners of her eyes, and she didn't really push him away with force. Although they were scolding him, neither of them actually shook his hand off.
Not only that, because Jiang Chen was holding on so tightly, the two had to "support" him, one on the left and one on the right, like a pair of the most harmonious… concubines?
In the distance, the remnants of the Wang family watched this scene, their faces ashen. Even their Old Ancestor had been killed, and the other party was now "showing off their affection" in public; this was simply rubbing the Wang family's face into the dirt.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" The last remaining Elder of the Wang family roared, and led his people to flee in a panic like stray dogs.
From today on, there would be no place for the Wang family in the Imperial Capital. And the name Jiang Chen would become the city's new taboo.
Imperial Capital First Sanitarium.
Jiang Chen was placed in the most top-tier special care ward.
Mu Qingxue kept her promise, placing her palm on Jiang Chen's chest, continuously inputting Profound Yin Qi to neutralize the violent Yang Qi in his body. Su Manyu sat to the side, elegantly swirling a glass of red wine, looking at the youth on the hospital bed who was frowning even in his sleep, her gaze deep.
"Teacher Mu, tell me… what kind of person is he really?" Su Manyu suddenly spoke.
Mu Qingxue didn't look up, focusing on controlling her True Qi: "A lazy, greedy, lecherous bastard who… somehow makes people feel inexplicably at ease at critical moments."
"That's a high evaluation." Su Manyu smiled. "It seems we've found a treasure."