Thinking back earlier, she called Ye Qingfeng ’little brother’.
Both ashamed and angry.
Her body naturally went soft and boneless.
Fortunately, Ye Qingfeng was quick and caught Song Yu’s slender waist.
With his other hand, he held onto her long, beautiful leg.
One must admit, Song Yu’s beautiful legs, beautiful as they are, felt even more soft and smooth to touch.
Simply exquisite legs.
No wonder, when Hong Qian and Luo Ling uttered those obscene words.
Their gazes were fixated on Song Yu’s beautiful legs.
"Bastard, you... why didn’t you say something earlier!"
Song Yu cursed resentfully.
"Say what? Tell you not to call me ’little brother’? Did you listen?"
Ye Qingfeng asked in return.
Meanwhile, he couldn’t resist but to firmly stroke Song Yu’s beautiful leg.
"Now do you know I’m not a ’little brother’ anymore?"
Ye Qingfeng questioned.
"You... you... you, you’re just a bastard."
Song Yu’s face was flushed red.
She wanted to get up and hit Ye Qingfeng, but felt weak and limp.
Her small fists pounding on Ye Qingfeng’s chest seemed more like a playful act.
Her entire being could only fall into Ye Qingfeng’s embrace.
Being held in an intimate posture by Ye Qingfeng.
"Alright, let’s treat your injuries first!"
Ye Qingfeng didn’t continue to explain further.
Instead, he took out an external ointment from the Devouring Sky Pearl.
Of course, this was also personally crafted by Ye Qingfeng.
Even though it was made from ordinary herbs,
it was very effective for treating external wounds.
In these few battles,
Song Yu had also sustained quite a few injuries.
Even her long, fair legs had some scars.
Ye Qingfeng applied the ointment on his hand.
Then started to rub it onto Song Yu.
"You bastard, are you doing this on purpose? Does the ointment really need to be rubbed for so long?"
Song Yu raised her head slightly, her face full of blush.
With Ye Qingfeng’s hand rubbing the ointment on her skin,
it was simply too intimate.
Especially the scars on her jade-like legs.
Made Song Yu even more unable to maintain her composure.
Even though she appeared to have a mature woman persona, she had never even held hands with a man before.
Now, being held and treated by Ye Qingfeng ,
Song Yu naturally felt a mix of shame and anger.
But now, she didn’t even have the strength to struggle.
"You think I want this! If the medicine isn’t thoroughly rubbed in, these scars on your body will definitely leave marks!"
Ye Qingfeng replied calmly.
Then continued rubbing.
Hearing Ye Qingfeng’s words,
Song Yu looked at her own scars.
Indeed, as Ye Qingfeng said.
The once-obvious external injuries.
Started to fade away with the ointment’s effect.
Eventually, they even disappeared completely.
Although Song Yu was a Martial Artist,
she was always careful in battle to avoid leaving scars.
After all, she was a girl, and which girl doesn’t love beauty?
So, seeing the miraculous effect of the ointment,
even if Song Yu felt ashamed and angry, she held it in.
"Leave some of this ointment for me!"
Song Yu’s voice was as soft as a mosquito.
She whispered a sentence.
Then she let Ye Qingfeng continue treating her.
"This is an ointment crafted with techniques from the Cultivation World, the effect is naturally impressive."
Seeing Song Yu’s expression,
Ye Qingfeng couldn’t help but think to himself.
After finishing treating Song Yu,
this long-legged mature woman was utterly embarrassed.
But slowly regaining her strength, she broke free from Ye Qingfeng’s embrace.
However, the blush and shyness on her face didn’t fade away for a moment.
"You should head back first! I have something to take care of!"
Ye Qingfeng looked at Song Yu and spoke softly.
Yet, the feeling of touching Song Yu’s beautiful legs was indeed pleasant.
That softness and silkiness, like the finest satin.
"No way, I’m coming with you."
Song Yu blinked her beautiful eyes and suddenly said.
Ye Qingfeng had effortlessly defeated Hong Qian and Luo Ling.
But Song Yu didn’t clearly see how Ye Qingfeng did it.
Also, this guy seemed to use Swordsmanship.
Using two fingers as a sword.
Her Swordsmanship compared to Ye Qingfeng’s.
Was simply falling far behind.
"Could it be that this guy has reached the One Sword Realm with Sword Force like Rain?"
Song Yu thought to herself.
The scene earlier was just too shocking.
She still hasn’t recovered from it.
However, recalling her previously smug demeanor in front of Ye Qingfeng,
it just filled her with shame.
This guy’s Swordsmanship could definitely compare to the top ten prodigies at the Southern Base City.
Yet, Song Yu also wanted to see,
just how strong Ye Qingfeng really was.
But Ye Qingfeng, in Song Yu’s mind,
was just a Basic-level War Master.
His realm was even a level lower than hers.
Ye Qingfeng didn’t argue either.
He simply headed straight into the depths of the Demon Beast Wilderness.
"Ye, you seem to be quite lucky in love! This young girl probably has a thing for you."
"Although there’s still some gap compared to how Lord Dragon dominated the Cultivation World back then, making the Goddess willingly become a maid."
"But you do have the potential to be a pretty boy."
The voice of the Grave-digging Dragon echoed in Ye Qingfeng’s mind.
"You grave-digging Dragon, the only maids willing for you might just be those female Corpse Puppets!"
Ye Qingfeng retorted.
"Ye, how dare you offend Lord Dragon’s dignity..."
The Grave-digging Dragon immediately began to curse.
"This guy is destined never to find a girlfriend."
Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s fast-moving figure,
Song Yu stomped her beautiful legs, bit her teeth, and followed him.
In that manner, there was no trace of her mature woman image left.
Outside the passageway of the Demon Beast Wilderness!
In the Siege Square, everyone gathered in Jiangnan City was talking amongst themselves.
"It’s been so long, yet only some Martial Artists from small families have come out, not one disciple from the Four Great Families!"
"Based on records from previous years, the latest should not exceed five hours, but now it’s been so long."
"However, those Martial Artists from small families have quite the harvest, some even killed Intermediate Barbaric Beasts, which is equivalent to an Intermediate War Master!"
"Indeed, this year, for our Jiangnan City, is a grand year for Martial Artists, talents emerging left and right. The disciples of the Four Great Families might even kill Advanced Barbaric Beasts."
The wealthy and powerful of Jiangnan City.
Were all watching intently, not missing a single move, from the returning Martial Artists from the Demon Beast Wilderness.
This was, after all, potential stocks!
The stronger these potential stocks were, the more prosperous the family would become.
These wealthy and powerful would also need to curry favor.
Not only were these wealthy and powerful focused on this real combat experience of the Quasi-Martial Artists,
the clans of the Four Great Families and the Guardian Strongmen on the high stage in Jiangnan City,
were also paying close attention.
"This training session is quite interesting!"
Zhao Wenman’s lazy voice sounded.