The Wild Doctor and the Fair Beauty

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Envy or Worry?

"Third Senior Sister, I’m not that kind of person," Jiang Xinghai reasoned. "How could I just go around preying on innocent women?"

"Don’t play innocent with me, you little brat," Zhao Linglong muttered, seeing right through him. "Master told us that once the Dragon Locking Secret Technique reaches Great Achievement, you have to be with a woman within three days. Otherwise, your cultivation will gradually decline—unless you can find a Dragon’s Saliva Fruit."

"Third Senior Sister, you know the only reason I’m practicing the Dragon Locking Secret Technique is to get stronger quickly. It’s the only way I’ll be powerful enough to hunt down the villains who harmed my parents. Why else would I be stupid enough to practice one of the sect’s forbidden techniques?" Jiang Xinghai replied, sounding exasperated.

The Dragon Locking Secret Technique could lock away his Yang Qi, consolidating his cultivation.

However, this Yang Qi needed to be nourished by Yin Qi, which was why he truly needed a woman’s companionship within three days.

Only by finding the Dragon’s Saliva Fruit could he solve the problem for good.

"Actually, after our other two senior sisters and I found out you were practicing the Dragon Locking Secret Technique, we’ve been helping you search for the Dragon’s Saliva Fruit." Zhao Linglong slowly released Jiang Xinghai’s earlobe, her expression turning serious.

Jiang Xinghai nodded emphatically. "I’m so lucky to have you three as my senior sisters. Thank you. Once I’ve settled my grudges, I’ll do everything I can to make it up to you."

"Why not start making it up to me tonight?" Zhao Linglong suddenly suggested, her voice laced with innuendo.

"Senior Sister, please don’t joke like that. You know I’m the type to take things seriously," Jiang Xinghai said, his eyes momentarily drawn to the magnificent peaks before him before he hastily averted his gaze.

"So, you think you’re too good for your Senior Sister, is that it, you brat?"

Zhao Linglong shot Jiang Xinghai a look and sat down on a stone bench. "Fine. Then my two Guardians can keep you company tonight."

The two female Guardians immediately nodded. "We will do as the Commander commands. It would be our honor to serve Young Master Jiang."

"Is that... really a good idea?" Jiang Xinghai asked, eyeing the two women.

Their figures and faces were second only to his Senior Sister, Zhao Linglong.

"You stinking brat, you’re actually considering it?" Zhao Linglong suddenly grabbed Jiang Xinghai’s ear and pulled him onto her lap. "You turned me down when I offered to keep you company, and now you’re eyeing my two Guardians?"

"Senior Sister, if you insist, then your junior brother has no choice but to obey. At least give me some face," Jiang Xinghai said, grasping Zhao Linglong’s hand. His ear was free, but he remained on her lap. freёweɓnovel.com

The two Guardians standing nearby covered their mouths to hide their soft laughter.

Meanwhile, Du Jingsong and the two young women on the shore were left completely dumbfounded.

’What in the world is happening?’

Du Jingsong’s thoughts were in a total mess.

It was one thing for Zhao Linglong to be pulling Jiang Xinghai’s ear. That was somewhat understandable.

But Jiang Xinghai sitting on her lap? What was that supposed to mean? fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

It was impossible not to read into a pose like that.

It was a truly bizarre sort of intimacy, one where the woman was clearly dominant.

Du Fangfei opened her mouth, a thoughtful look on her face. "Grandpa Zeng, I think I understand now why Commander Zhao was hugging and kissing Jiang Xinghai so passionately. She’s fallen for him."

"That has to be it. Commander Zhao must be lonely and wants Jiang Xinghai to warm her bed," Du Fangqing declared, even more blunt. She patted her chest with a look of sudden enlightenment. "One day, I want to be a dominant woman just like her. How thrilling!"

Du Jingsong and Du Fangfei were rendered speechless.

"Are you two envious right now, or worried?"

Du Jingsong suddenly posed a question that the two young women found difficult to parse. ’Envious or worried?’ Based on what Du Fangqing said, she was definitely envious.

’As for being worried...’

’What was there for them to worry about?’

"If Jiang Xinghai really is going to warm Commander Zhao’s bed tonight, then the two of you won’t need to keep him company," Du Jingsong said meaningfully.

When the two young women realized what he meant, they couldn’t help but feel another wave of embarrassment.

’Their Grandpa Zeng was being a bit indecent for an old man.’

"They’re coming over."

Du Jingsong quickly motioned for the two young women beside him to act natural.

Sure enough, Jiang Xinghai and Zhao Linglong rose to their feet at the same time, their conversation seemingly coming to a close.

"Do you really have to go?" Jiang Xinghai asked, looking reluctant to see her leave.

"I was hoping to test your ’firepower’ tonight, but since you’ve found out the old man in the black robe is called ’Mr. Long,’ I’ll head to the Imperial City immediately to help you investigate. Some other time, then. I’ll be sure to devour you next time," Zhao Linglong said, her expression also one of regret.

"Senior Sister, we’ll see who’s devouring who when the time comes," Jiang Xinghai chuckled.

Zhao Linglong reached out and pinched the soft flesh of Jiang Xinghai’s side. "As for the female General you mentioned who secretly helped you cover up the destruction of the Wang Family... whether or not she’s our Second Senior Sister remains to be seen. I’ll contact her and let you know."

"Can’t you just give me Second Senior Sister’s contact information?" Jiang Xinghai pleaded.

"The time isn’t right," Zhao Linglong replied, shaking her head decisively.

Jiang Xinghai nodded, lost in thought. "Alright, Senior Sister. Be safe."

"Don’t forget now... next time we meet, hehe!"

Zhao Linglong shot Jiang Xinghai a mischievous glare, her eyes lingering for a long moment on the part of him that was a man’s most prominent feature.

With that, she turned and strode away.

"Commander Zhao, you’re leaving already?" Du Jingsong asked, a flustered look on his face as he quickly cupped his fists in a salute.