173: Chapter 173 Understand the Duty of a Servant...

After several hours of tossing and turning, the suffocating, tense atmosphere in the guest room finally eased slightly.

The once glamorous and arrogantly haughty Fairy Zhao Simin was now lying pale and limp on the wooden couch.

The charred, bone-deep wound on her back had stopped bleeding thanks to the rough but extremely effective application of medicinal ointment by Qin Feng, and she could faintly feel the itchy sensation of new flesh growing.

However, while the physical pain had been alleviated, the mental torture brought Zhao Simin to the brink of collapse.

"Give... give it to you..."

Zhao Simin bit her lip tightly, almost causing her red lips to bleed.

Trembling, she extended a slender, jade-white finger and tapped a faint glimmer of light into the Void Realm, imprinting the 'Spirit-Locking Void-Swallowing Method' via Divine Sense, and with extreme reluctance, transferred it into a blank Jade Slip before throwing it hard onto the wooden couch.

Her eyes were filled with tears of humiliation at this moment; having grown up this long, when had she ever suffered such degradation?!

Zhao Simin roared crazily in her heart, her fists hidden in her sleeves clenched tightly, silently swearing viciously in her mind: 'Qin Feng, you will not die a good death! Once this girl's injuries are fully recovered, I will definitely make you, you piece of trash, wish for death but be unable to die! I will personally hack you into a thousand pieces and torture you day and night, making you regret ever coming into this world!'

However, no matter how vicious her thoughts were, on the surface, under the absolute violent deterrence of Qin Feng, she had no choice but to submit.

"What? Beautiful Zhao, out of strength already?"

Qin Feng sat carelessly on the wooden chair, stretching comfortably while glancing sideways at the woman gritting her teeth on the wooden couch, a punchable, rogue smile hanging on the corner of his mouth: "Handing over the secret technique alone is not enough. To save you, I ran wildly in the heavy rain for a long time; my shoulders are terribly sore, and my legs are a bit numb. As my newly acquired 'servant,' shouldn't you fulfill your duties?"

Upon hearing the words 'servant' and 'duties,' Zhao Simin's delicate body trembled violently with anger, and she nearly spat out another mouthful of blood.

She took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the malice on her face, pulled out a stiff smile uglier than crying, and, dragging her still sore and injured body, moved with difficulty to behind Qin Feng.

A pair of soft, boneless, yet slightly trembling jade hands placed themselves on his broad shoulders, somewhat clumsily and with extreme humiliation, and slowly began to knead with force.

"The strength is too light. When you usually fight people, aren't you quite strong? How come you're like a woman who hasn't eaten now?"

"I haven't eaten... Is this okay?"

Zhao Simin bit her silver teeth, the words squeezed out from between her teeth.

In order to survive, and in order to one day take revenge with her own hands, she had to endure this monstrous humiliation, even having to lower her arrogant head, bend down, and use her fair, tender jade hands to gently massage Qin Feng's thighs.

With warm breath hitting his legs, Qin Feng closed his eyes contentedly and sighed with a tsk: "Not bad, the service is quite comfortable. It seems Senior Sister Zhao has quite a talent for serving people."

Listening to the teasing words, Zhao Simin closed her eyes, and two lines of humiliating tears slowly slid down her swollen cheeks, falling onto her lapel, instantly evaporated by the scorching temperature...

The next morning, the heavy rain had just ceased, and the air was filled with the fresh fragrance of soil.

Inside Sunset City, the bustle and noise of the past had returned.

Qin Feng, dressed in a black long robe with his hands behind his back, walked refreshed along the wide bluestone street.

And by his side followed Zhao Simin, wearing a simple, elegant long dress and a veil over her face.

Although outsiders could not tell, at this moment, Zhao Simin's internal True Qi was still tightly imprisoned by that demon-binding vine hidden under her clothes, and she could only follow meekly by his side like an ordinary woman.

The two passed through the bustling crowd and went straight to the largest trading firm in the city—'Wanbao Pavilion.'

"Oh my, the arrival of two Immortals truly makes my humble shop shine. Please, come inside, come inside!"

As soon as they entered, a sharp-eyed shop assistant greeted them with a flattering face, his waist bent extremely low.

Qin Feng nodded slightly, glanced casually around the trading firm, and said indifferently: "Bring out the Low Grade Rank 3 healing Medicinal Pill you have here, and also, get me some good quality Qi-Recovery Pills and Detoxification Powders."

"Alright! Immortal, please wait a moment, I will go to the warehouse to get them for you immediately!"

The assistant replied and ran happily towards the back hall.

Taking advantage of this time, Qin Feng turned his head, looked at the silent and resentful Zhao Simin beside him, touched his chin, and teased: "Senior Sister Zhao, see how good this Young Master is to you? I brought you out early in the morning to buy medicine for your injuries; shouldn't you be moved to tears and perform vigorously tonight?!"

"You... stop disgusting me."

Zhao Simin glared fiercely at the shameless villain in front of her through her veil and whispered coldly: "If you were truly sincere, you would immediately unlock the shackles on my body. Otherwise, you can only have my body!!!"

"Haha, it's fine, I'm the type of person who likes to eat bitter melons."

Qin Feng chuckled, not falling for her act at all.

Before long, the assistant ran back holding several exquisite jade bottles and placed them carefully on the counter, saying: "Immortal, this is the top-tier Rank 3 'Jade Dew Bone-Knitting Pill' in our shop; whether it's internal or external injuries, just one pill will have immediate effects. And these Rank 3 Qi-Recovery Pills are all High Grade among similar medicines!"

Qin Feng checked the quality of the Medicinal Pills, nodded with satisfaction, and directly pulled out several hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones from his Storage Pouch and threw them on the counter.

Just as he was preparing to put away the Medicinal Pills and leave, the assistant looked around, leaned forward, lowered his voice, and reminded him somewhat mysteriously and kindly: "Immortal, I see you are also from out of town, right? Let me offer a piece of advice... If you have the means, it is best to take this opportunity to prepare more healing herbs and Medicinal Pills."

"Oh?" Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, "Why is that?"

The young assistant sighed and said with worry: "Immortal, you might not know, but according to inside information from our trading firm... the Black Mist Mountain Range near Sunset City has recently had frequent Yao Beast riots. Several revered masters from the City Lord's Mansion have speculated that in the near future, an unprecedented 'Beast Tide' will likely erupt!"

"Every time a Beast Tide erupts in Sunset City, countless Immortals are injured. By then, healing medicines and herbs throughout the city will be priceless and hard to find! Storing more now is beneficial in every way and has no drawbacks!"

Hearing the words 'Beast Tide,' Qin Feng's body trembled slightly, and a strange look flashed in his deep eyes.

A Beast Tide? That sounded rare, but he had no intention of staying here for long and did not pay too much attention to it.

"Thank you for the reminder, Qin understands."

Qin Feng cupped his hands in a salute, without the slightest hesitation, directly waved his large sleeves again, slapped out several hundred more Spirit Stones, and said: "Prepare more healing Medicinal Pills for me, along with powders that can stop bleeding and disperse blood stasis, in case of emergencies."

"Alright, I will pack them up for you right away."

The assistant was overjoyed at the sight and thanked him repeatedly.

Zhao Simin, standing to the side, watched Qin Feng's wealthy and imposing appearance, her willow eyebrows slightly knitted, and a flash of suspicion and greed crossed her eyes.

'The little beast is only a junior in the Qi Refinement Stage, how does he carry so many Spirit Stones with him? Did he get all this by killing people and looting their goods?! This person really cannot be underestimated...'

Regardless of what she was thinking, Qin Feng had already put away the Storage Pouch filled with medicinal herbs and strode out of the Wanbao Pavilion.

They returned to the secluded 'Drunken Immortal Inn.'

"Bang."

The room door was heavily closed. Qin Feng retracted the demon-binding vine and casually tossed a bottle of the newly purchased 'Jade Dew Bone-Knitting Pill' into Zhao Simin's arms: "Qin is a man of his word; since I promised to help you heal, I will do it."

"Take it. Without the demon-binding vine restricting your True Qi, hurry up and heal your injuries. This Young Master does not want to drag around a sickly burden all day."

Catching the jade bottle, Zhao Simin's expression was somewhat complex. She took a deep look at this moody, shameless, yet generous man, gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and said: "Thank you."

After saying this, she took the jade bottle and slowly retreated, went to the room next door, sat cross-legged, swallowed a Medicinal Pill, and began to close her eyes to refine the medicinal power and heal her injuries.