Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 615: Chapter 594: Undying Pavilion!

The "squelching" sound of wetness echoed around, even the air seemed to turn thick and sticky.

In the living room, dresses flew everywhere.

Amidst the passionate kissing, Sun Zhe quickly stripped off Lin Shuqing’s short dress.

Two full, round, and perky mounds were tightly wrapped and gathered by a layer of white lace underwear, revealing an enticing cleavage; two transparent, slender shoulder straps hung from her fragrant shoulders, gleaming with a crystal luster, making her collarbone look even more seductive and exquisite.

"Qinger, let’s go to the room. After we’re done, we can go talk to Miaomiao about the hospital matters."

Sun Zhe suddenly released her, speaking softly.

"Mm... I’ll let her know first, and then find a place to meet later."

Lin Shuqing blushed shyly, raised her delicate hand, and wiped away the crystal thread between her lips.

Sun Zhe scooped her up horizontally and strode toward the guest room on the first floor.

It wasn’t long.

Soon the joyous rhythm echoed from the guest room.

...

...

From noon until after three in the afternoon, it wasn’t until Lin Shuqing shook her head pleading for mercy as the white liquid flowed, that Sun Zhe finally stopped.

After a moment of tenderness, they both went to wash and change clothes, and then left together to meet Lin Miao as planned at a coffee shop.

When Little President Miao found out that Sun Zhe wanted to establish a Martial Artist influence, she was quite excited and expressed her strong support.

"So, Witch Master, what should we name this hospital?"

Sun Zhe rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, "How about ’Rejuvenation Hall’?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Shuqing shook her head without a pause, "That name is too common."

Lin Miao nodded in agreement, "Such a name is already overused. Witch Master, since we’re a Martial Artist influence, we should have a more formidable name."

Sun Zhe frowned, thought for another while, and tentatively said, "How about ’Undying Pavilion’?"

The air suddenly turned silent.

Lin Shuqing and Lin Miao exchanged glances, then looked at Sun Zhe together.

Sun Zhe scratched his head awkwardly under their gazes, "What, is this name too cheesy? How about you two help think of a name."

"No!"

Lin Miao suddenly put her coffee cup down with force, staring seriously at Sun Zhe, "I want this name!"

Lin Shuqing nodded decisively in agreement.

Sun Zhe laughed heartily, "Then it’s decided. Miaomiao, it might be hard on you next."

Lin Miao patted her chest with confidence, "Don’t worry, Witch Master, I’ll make sure our ’Undying Pavilion’ is built beautifully."

"Okay, then we’ll leave it to our Little President Miao."

Lin Shuqing then said, "Let’s get ready and call everyone out for a meeting to discuss this matter later."

Sun Zhe nodded, "I was thinking the same. After all, whether they want to join or not is up to them."

Lin Miao asked, "Who should we call?"

Sun Zhe pondered, "First, the two of you, then Yan’Er, Qiaoqiao, Yingchun, Shiyan, also Sister Yushu and Sister Zhishan, Nanzhi and Sister Qingli.

"Oh, and Bai Ran."

Lin Miao gave him a meaningful look, "What about your celebrity?"

"You mean Xie Yunwan?"

"That’s right."

Sun Zhe laughed, "Forget about her, she’s in the entertainment industry."

Lin Shuqing said, "Counting it up, your Undying Pavilion already has eleven people."

Lin Miao then asked, "What about Leng Yueshuang and Gu Lingxue?"

Sun Zhe replied, "I’ve thought about them too, but they’re disciples of Qingcheng Palace, and their seniority is the same as my mom’s. I have to call them Auntie Shi. To recruit them into our Undying Pavilion, I’d have to see what they think first."

Lin Shuqing smiled, "Anyway, let’s call them first. Adding them makes thirteen, we can talk about it later."

"Okay. Miaomiao, please help book a big restaurant now."

"Got it, Witch Master."

Lin Shuqing suddenly remembered something, her face reddened as she glanced at Sun Zhe, "But with so many women gathered... can you handle it tonight?"

Hearing this, Sun Zhe’s mouth twitched, he chuckled dryly, "You’re overthinking it, don’t tell me you’re going to gang up on me?"

"..."

In the blink of an eye.

Night fell, the lights of the city came alive.

Yang City Central District.

In a private room of an upscale restaurant.

As soon as Sun Zhe entered, he saw all those familiar, stunning faces surrounding the big round table and felt as if he had walked into the emperor’s harem.

Zhu Yan, Ye Qiao, Lin Shuqing, Leng Yueshuang, Su Nanzhi, Su Qingli, Lin Miao, Lin Yingchun, Li Shiyan, Jiang Yushu, Li Zhishan, Gu Lingxue, Bai Ran.

Thirteen women in this room could form a dance troupe, and any one of them would be a top-tier goddess pursued by countless men.

Yet Sun Zhe had them all.

For a moment, Sun Zhe felt his whole body was light as air.

As a man, living to this extent indeed felt like fulfilling the saying, "Even the emperor can’t compare!"

But then, he recalled what Lin Shuqing had said before, and felt a little apprehensive.

He had thought of the idea of taking on a group, but lacked confidence.

Even with an undying body, having reached the third stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, he couldn’t take on an entire dance troupe!

He walked over to sit between Ye Qiao and Zhu Yan, raised his glass and smiled at the group of women, "Good evening, my lovely wives!"

As his words fell, the women immediately began to tease and scold him.

"Shameless."

"Who’s your wife?"

"Some people’s skin is really thicker than a city wall."

"You’re asking for a beating!"

"..."

Listening to their teasing, Sun Zhe quickly hid behind Zhu Yan.

At this time, Su Nanzhi, sitting next to Zhu Yan, asked, "You’ve gathered us all so mysteriously, what do you actually have in mind?"

On the other side, Li Zhishan laughed coquettishly, "Are you thinking of taking on this big group by yourself?"

Sun Zhe replied with a calm smile, "If you don’t mind, I could accompany everyone in some multiplayer activities."

Gu Lingxue scoffed, "Do you think you can handle it? Wouldn’t we drain you dry?"

Hearing this, the women burst into laughter.

Sun Zhe coughed twice, then said seriously, "Alright, stop teasing, let’s talk business."

The women quietened down, all looking at him.

Sun Zhe stood up and said, "After the trip to Northern Myanmar, I realized that to make it in the Martial Artist Realm, one must have their own influence."

"So, I talked it over with Palace Master Lin and decided to establish a Martial Artist influence called ’Undying Pavilion’."

"..."

After Sun Zhe finished his speech, Ye Qiao raised her hand and asked, "Can I be the Vice Pavilion Master, as your future empress?"

"Uh... haven’t thought about those positions yet."

Leng Yueshuang asked, "Do you have the quota to establish a Martial Artist influence?"

Sun Zhe said seriously, "To be honest, not yet. I called my mom this afternoon, and she hasn’t replied so far."

At this point, Li Zhishan teased, "What benefit do we get if we join?"

Sun Zhe looked at her, "What benefits do you want?"

Li Zhishan rolled her eyes, "Doesn’t it depend on your performance?"

Sun Zhe thought for a moment and suggested, "How about I take you all on tonight? If I win, you join my Undying Pavilion."

"..."