172: Chapter 172 Ah, me?

Chen Shanzhi leaned against the headboard, scanning the girls in the hospital room.

His gaze inadvertently drifted to Jiang Feiyu, who was still struggling with a roast chicken, and a scene suddenly flashed through his mind.

Back in that eerie formation at Shi Village, this girl had swallowed all the black Qi of the entire village into her stomach for the sake of everyone else.

Later, she was forced to act, which caused problems within her body.

When he arrived at that time, black Qi was pouring out of Jiang Feiyu's entire body; it looked terrifying.

"Feiyu..."

Chen Shanzhi frowned, directly interrupting Jiang Feiyu's bone-gnawing action, "You were invaded by black Qi at Shi Village. How is your body now? Have you recovered completely?"

"Clatter."

The half-eaten chicken wing bone in Jiang Feiyu's hand dropped to the floor again.

Jiang Feiyu, who had been carefree and thoughtless just a moment ago, suddenly shrank her neck like a startled quail upon hearing Chen Shanzhi's concern.

Not only that, but a layer of visible redness "whooshed" from the base of her neck up to the tips of her ears, her entire face instantly turning as red as a ripe monkey's butt.

"Th... that..."

Jiang Feiyu's two greasy little hands had nowhere to rest, so she could only rub them randomly on the hem of her clothes. Her eyes darted around frantically, and she stammered for a long time without being able to piece together a complete sentence.

"That... actually... it's not really a big deal... It's... it's pretty good... The weather is quite nice today, huh..."

Seeing her look so guilty and hesitant, Chen Shanzhi's heart suddenly "thumped."

Oh no, this was a Xuanhuan world, and having black Qi invade the body was no laughing matter.

At best, it was Qi Deviation; at worst, it would destroy her Meridians entirely!

This girl was usually such a fierce person; now, with this shy and constipated expression, she definitely had some extremely serious sequelae!

"What exactly is wrong?" Chen Shanzhi's face darkened, his voice rising a few degrees involuntarily, and he threw off the blanket, preparing to get out of bed:

"Did it damage your martial Dao Foundation? Or did the black Qi backfire? No, let me see!"

"Aiya, don't move, it's not what you think."

Just as Chen Shanzhi was anxious to get out of bed, Murong Zhaoling, who was to the side, suddenly extended her slender leg, blocking the bedside with one foot.

She crossed her arms over her chest, and in those beautiful, heroic eyes, a trace of sour jealousy flashed without any attempt to hide it.

She snorted coldly, sounding annoyed: "What are you getting so excited about? I didn't expect Captain Chen to be so gentle with women.

What kind of person is Lord Fu? With him personally intervening, Jiang Feiyu will certainly not be in any life-threatening danger.

It's just that... a small problem was left behind."

Chen Shanzhi was stunned and obediently sat back on the bed, his brows locked tight: "What kind of small problem could it be that even Lord Fu cannot solve?"

"It's not that he can't solve it, but that he cannot forcibly intervene."

Murong Zhaoling glanced at Jiang Feiyu, who was lowering her head and playing ostrich, and said in a chilly tone:

"Lord Fu's cultivation is heaven-defying; he did indeed help her expel eight or nine-tenths of the black mist in her body.

But this girl resisted for too long in Shi Village, and the remaining small portion of black Qi...

...has completely permeated the flesh and blood around her Meridians, like maggots on bones, inextricably intertwined with her true Qi and flesh."

"For this kind of extremely subtle Fusion, even Lord Fu dares not force it with tyrannical cultivation.

The slightest carelessness would shatter her Meridians along with it, and then Feiyu would be completely reduced to a cripple."

Hearing this, Chen Shanzhi's brows furrowed even tighter: "Then what should we do? We can't let Feiyu be like this forever, right?"

"There is a way."

Murong Zhaoling sighed, the sourness in her tone growing stronger:

"Lord Fu said that to remove this black Qi without causing any damage, one must find someone with extremely special true Qi in their body."

"This person's true Qi must possess the tyranny of the ultimate Yang and hardness to suppress the black Qi.

At the same time, it must possess the dense softness of still water, capable of removing the black Qi bit by bit, like peeling silk from a cocoon, without harming her Meridians."

"Furthermore, it cannot be solved all at once.

It requires expending a great deal of energy every day, inputting true Qi into her body, and performing the work of grinding water bit by bit."

Chen Shanzhi felt a headache coming on as soon as he heard this.

What the Hell kind of Hell-level difficulty requirement is this?

On the path of martial arts, one either follows the path of unmatchable ferocity or the path of yin, softness, and trickery.

Whose true Qi could simultaneously possess both the ultimate Yang tyranny and the softness of still water—these two extremely contradictory attributes?

Isn't that nonsense!

Thinking of this, Chen Shanzhi blurted out: "How could anyone in this world have true Qi that simultaneously possesses these two diametrically opposed attributes?"

Murong Zhaoling rolled her eyes in an extremely attractive way and sneered: "Far away on the horizon, yet right before your eyes, Young Master Chen."

Chen Shanzhi pointed at his own nose: "Me?"

Murong Zhaoling stared fixedly at Chen Shanzhi, who hadn't reacted at all, and squeezed the following content out from between her teeth:

"Have you forgotten that the Mind-Cultivation Technique of your Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, 'Shenhou Wushuang,' produces true Qi that happens to have this attribute of being both tyrannical and long-lasting?"

Murong Zhaoling leaned closer, looking down at him somewhat condescendingly, her tone Courtesan Alias-like and filled with extremely thick sour jealousy:

"Lord Fu just secretly instructed. In the entire capital, only your true Qi, Chen Shanzhi, can save her life."

Chen Shanzhi was stunned.

Holy crap?

I am that chosen work... pfft, the Chosen One?

Before he could react, Murong Zhaoling added another Courtesan Alias-like stab:

"It just so happens, didn't this girl say earlier that she wanted to go to your Marquis Mansion every day to mooch meals?

Since you, Young Master Chen, are idle anyway, you can just conveniently heal her injuries every day from now on."

Hearing Murong Zhaoling's pointed and sarcastic words, Chen Shanzhi's brain spun at high speed.

His gaze fell once again on Jiang Feiyu, who was beside him, wishing she could bury her head into her chest.

Conveniently heal?

Inputting true Qi? Subtle control?

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck Chen Shanzhi's mind, and he instantly understood why this usually brazen tomboy was acting so shy!

This requires inputting true Qi into the other person's Meridians to perform micro-manipulation!

If there were several layers of clothing in between, the obstruction of the fabric and the dissipation of true Qi would definitely affect the precision of the control.

Once a mistake is made, Jiang Feiyu's Meridians would be destroyed on the spot!

Therefore...

To achieve a perfectly flawless expulsion effect, the contact point for inputting true Qi must be completely unobstructed.

In other words, it requires... skin-to-skin contact!

Thinking of this, Chen Shanzhi couldn't help but be stunned.

This plot, this trope...

How the Hell is it so familiar?

Isn't this just a remake of the Wuxia classic from his previous life, where that one-armed hero and the Dragon-surnamed extraordinary woman took off their clothes in the Ancient Tomb among flowers to practice the 'Jade Maiden Heart Scripture'?

Meeting with total honesty, close-quarters combat—ah no, close-quarters cultivation transmission!

Chen Shanzhi's gaze uncontrollably swept towards Jiang Feiyu, who was standing not far away.