230: Then I'll trouble you, Junior Brother.

As a Nine-Rank Array Master, Su Changqing's ability to set up Formations was already terrifyingly strong.

Nine-Rank Formations posed no difficulty for him at all, and it was estimated that he would soon be able to attempt a Breakthrough to a Ten-Rank Formation Master.

Meanwhile, inside the Immortal Cave, Jiang Jiusheng silently stared at Su Changqing.

His tall figure, exceptional temperament, and… the unique masculine charm of Su Changqing, standing in front of her.

It seemed every aspect was exceptionally captivating.

At this moment, Jiang Jiusheng was somewhat dazed, her beautiful eyes fixed on Su Changqing.

"Little Junior Brother… why, why do I feel a bit different from usual? Strange, there's clearly no change, so why is my heart beating so fast?"

Feeling her heart rate accelerate, Jiang Jiusheng was a bit unsure.

After all, she had never encountered love before.

For some reason, at this moment, she just couldn't stop looking at Su Changqing, as if he possessed some inexplicable magic.

It was so wondrous.

"Senior Sister, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came, interrupting Jiang Jiusheng's gaze.

Her pretty face instantly flushed, her earlobes burning slightly.

Damn it, how did Little Junior Brother finish so quickly?

A blush spread across Jiang Jiusheng's fair face as she shook her head repeatedly, saying,

"No… nothing."

Nothing?

Su Changqing chuckled.

His Divine Sense was terrifyingly strong; Jiang Jiusheng's every move just now had not escaped his notice.

She was clearly looking at him the whole time, yet she insisted on being stubborn.

Tsk tsk tsk, why did it feel like Senior Sister was just like his dear Revered Master, fond of being stubborn?

Truly Revered Master and disciple.

"Oh, I see."

Su Changqing grinned, then sat down beside Jiang Jiusheng with a playful smile.

"I wonder if Senior Sister would be willing to chat with Junior Brother."

Chat?

Jiang Jiusheng froze, but then obediently nodded.

...

Night.

"Damn it, damn Su Changqing, damn the Martial Artists of all races!"

Heavenly Saint Divine King's expression was terrifyingly grim.

Although he had escaped from today's battle, his Nine Dragon Ring was severely damaged, making it impossible to summon an Emperor Realm Divine Being again in a short period.

Not only that, but he himself was also severely injured.

Of course, those Martial Artists of all races didn't fare well either.

After all, with an Emperor Realm Divine Being making a move, although the other races each had their own methods and trump cards, they all fell short.

The Yao Race lost two Yao Saints, and the Holy Realm Late Stage powerhouses of the Ghost Race and Asura Race also each lost two.

And besides the Holy Realm Late Stage Martial Artists, even more Holy Realm martial artists died, a total of seven to eight hundred.

After all, that was an Emperor Realm Divine Being!

However, Heavenly Saint Divine King also paid a considerable price; not only was he severely injured, but even his Divine Being phantom was destroyed.

The Cold Moon God King, who was nearby and not lightly wounded, let out a muffled groan and said,

"That Su Changqing actually tricked our God Race before he died, how hateful!"

Now, with Divine King Brightmoon also dead, only the two of them remained as God Kings of the God Race.

But not only were both of them severely injured today, they were also coveted by the Myriad Races!

After all, everyone believed that they possessed the Emperor Realm Legacy given by Su Changqing.

Because that was what Su Changqing had specifically given to Heavenly Saint Divine King before he self-destructed.

"This little bastard, I truly don't know if he's dead or not!"

Hearing Heavenly Saint Divine King's words, the Cold Moon God King beside him was immediately startled.

"Not dead?"

"That's impossible, he self-destructed in front of all the Martial Artists of all races; it couldn't have been fake."

Su Changqing wasn't dead?

Cold Moon God King absolutely refused to believe it.

After all, that kid had openly self-destructed in front of all the Holy Realm martial artists.

There wasn't even a speck of him left.

How could he possibly revive?

Heavenly Saint Divine King sighed, shaking his head, and said,

"I don't know either, I just feel a bit uneasy."

He didn't know where the problem lay; although Su Changqing had died right in front of him, he always had a feeling that Su Changqing wasn't dead.

Even he himself found it absurd.

After a long while, Heavenly Saint Divine King sighed and said,

"Forget it, whether he's dead or not, our God Race is now in turmoil. We must quickly regroup, otherwise, there's a high possibility of being exterminated."

After pondering for a moment, he decided to take out all the resources within the clan to assist the clan's Prodigy Martial Artists in making a Breakthrough.

And he himself also needed to attempt a Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm.

Only by successfully breaking through to the Emperor Realm could he prevent the God Race from being coveted by the Myriad Races.

Heavenly Saint Divine King glanced at Cold Moon God King, then waved his hand and said,

"Alright, your injuries are not light, go and recuperate first."

...

"Little Junior Brother, healing… is this how we heal?"

Jiang Jiusheng's tone carried a hint of uncertainty, her face flushed, and a wave of heat coursed through her body.

Su Changqing leaned in with a playful smile and said,

"Naturally, Senior Sister, your injuries are too severe; not only are your internal injuries serious, but your external injuries are equally severe. To help you recover quickly, Junior Brother has the duty to help you heal."

"Moreover, if external injuries are not treated, it's very possible to leave scars on your body."

"Senior Sister, you wouldn't want any scars, right?"

As Su Changqing's words fell, Jiang Jiusheng became even more nervous.

No other reason, it was simply that Su Changqing's method of treating injuries was too shameful.

He… he actually wanted her to take off her clothes and then treat her external injuries.

Although what Su Changqing said made some sense, if external injuries were not treated promptly, it was very possible to leave scars on the body.

A beautiful woman like Jiang Jiusheng naturally didn't want to have scars on her body.

She bit her lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a completely red face:

"Then… alright."

"Little Junior Brother, I'm counting on you."

Saying this, Jiang Jiusheng somewhat bashfully removed her clothing.

Hiss!

Su Changqing's eyes suddenly widened.

Is this Senior Sister?

Terrifying as such.

Seeing Su Changqing's gaze, Jiang Jiusheng became even more embarrassed, her face adding a deeper blush.

Oh, I'm going to die!

How could she be like this with Little Junior Brother?

But since things had come to this, she could only continue.

Su Changqing's healing movements were very gentle, his hands a bit rough, with a fair amount of friction.

But for Jiang Jiusheng, it was a different kind of sensation.

She blushed, tightly closed her eyes, not daring to look into Su Changqing's eyes.

Time flowed by bit by bit, outside it was pitch dark, and inside the Immortal Cave, there was a dim candlelight and two young people swaying in its glow.

"Junior… Junior Brother, is it… is it done?"

Jiang Jiusheng's voice trembled slightly.

It wasn't out of fear, but simply panic.

Su Changqing smiled faintly and said,

"Today's treatment session is over. After two or three more treatments, Senior Sister, your injuries should be mostly healed."

Jiang Jiusheng: "????"

Huh???

Still need two or three more treatments?

Doesn't that mean she still has to be exposed in front of Su Changqing two or three more times?

Oh my goodness.

Just thinking about this scene made Jiang Jiusheng's face burn, and her heart was both nervous and a little… excited?

After a good while, she finally came back to her senses:

"Oh… oh oh, then, thank you, Little Junior Brother."