Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 605: Teaching to Fish

Yang Cheng was thoroughly enjoying himself, half-closing his eyes to watch Yun Chan as she knelt in front of him with flushed cheeks, her soft chest trembling with each movement.

He had heard that ancient emperors were bathed by beautiful women, and now he felt like an emperor himself.

Yun Chan’s movements were gentle, her fingers occasionally brushing against his skin, making him involuntarily let out a low groan.

The large beast below him was fully awake, rising from his hands, and Yun Chan couldn’t ignore it at all; she helped him wipe down his body and legs, avoiding the key area.

"You’re done, hurry up and leave."

Yun Chan tossed the washcloth into the water, urging him.

"You washed too half-heartedly; you haven’t washed this part yet."

Yang Cheng grabbed her small hand and guided it below.

She was startled by the scorching heat and instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly, making her stroke the dragon.

"Stop it, we agreed only to bathe."

Yun Chan struggled twice but couldn’t shake off Yang Cheng’s big hand.

"I never said we’d do anything else, but if you don’t help me wash, then who knows what might happen."

Yang Cheng chuckled, his tone full of threat.

"Scoundrel!"

Yun Chan glared at him, then with a flushed face, began to handle the massive beast.

"Ah... so comfortable!"

Soon, Yang Cheng’s groans filled the room.

"Keep it down, don’t let anyone hear."

Yun Chan said softly, quickening her pace to make him finish sooner.

The water in the tub splashed, both immersed in desire, as footsteps approached the door.

"Chan’Er, the wedding banquet is about to start, you should come out now."

Wen Ying reminded in a low voice.

The tender atmosphere inside the room dissipated in an instant. Yun Chan, her pretty face flushed, remained nestled in his arms, panting a few times before speaking: "Mom, I know, we’ll be out soon."

"This is all your fault! Indulging in debauchery in broad daylight, aren’t you tired?"

Though inexperienced, she had seen men in the village practicing Enlightenment, and those who could go three rounds in one night were considered remarkable.

But Yang Cheng had acted as an Enlightenment Master every night for several days, and was still so energetic during the day, it was simply incredible.

"I was a bit tired, but seeing you made me react, I couldn’t control myself."

Yang Cheng’s hot breath blew against her neck, making her shiver instantly.

"Smooth talker! You say this to every woman, don’t you?"

Yun Chan snorted coldly, braced her hands on the edge of the tub, and cautiously stepped out.

Yang Cheng didn’t refute her. He had indeed sweet-talked many people, but his feelings for Yun Chan were different.

Their time together wasn’t long; it was impossible to say the feelings were deep. But thinking that they would part in half a month brought a strange sensation to his heart.

Yang Cheng stepped out of the tub, his strong body dripping with water, the massive beast below still standing proudly. Yun Chan glanced and felt her legs weaken.

She quickly turned her head away, urging, "You go out first, leave through the back door, don’t let anyone see."

"Got it."

Yang Cheng quickly dressed and, just as he reached the door, saw the bellyband and panties hanging to one side.

The women in the village all wore bellybands, and they were self-embroidered, carrying a unique charm compared to underwear. He impulsively pocketed the bellyband and left in big strides.

Half an hour later, everyone gathered to eat, and Yun Chan took the chance to announce something.

"Yesterday, Yang Cheng and I encountered people trying to seize the Purifying Spirit Spring on the mountain. If it weren’t for Yang Cheng risking his life to protect me, I might not have made it back. So, everyone, please don’t leave the village for now, especially not to the mountain, or you’ll surely be captured."

With these words, the lively atmosphere turned tense.

"Village chief, but if we don’t go to the mountain, we can’t gather herbs to earn money, and we won’t catch any game."

"Yeah! How long before we can go back? We can’t hide in the village forever."

The people began to ask, worried about the livelihood that depended so much on the resources from the mountain.

"Yang Cheng bought a lot of supplies earlier, which should be enough to last everyone for a month. Perhaps after a month, they’ll leave."

Yun Chan tried to comfort the villagers the only way she could.

"Village chief, aren’t there only a few of them? We have a hundred able-bodied men in the village; there’s no need to be afraid of them, right?"

This time, the strong man Wang Kui spoke up.

"There’s only one of them, but he’s very powerful and skilled with poisons; even if we had hundreds of men, we couldn’t defeat him. So let’s not take the risk."

"If anyone leaves the village on their own and gets captured by the villain, for the sake of protecting the Purifying Spirit Spring, I could only abandon them."

Yun Chan was willing to sacrifice her own life if needed; she wasn’t going to intervene if villagers disobeyed and went out.

The villagers understood that for Hidden Cloud Village, the Purifying Spirit Spring was paramount.

With this news, the villagers felt a drop in morale, as Hidden Cloud Village was already remote and earning was tough.

Once Yang Cheng leaves in a month, without his help, some families might struggle to make ends meet.

Seeing the troubled expressions, Yang Cheng chimed in at the right moment: "This month, rest assured and stay in the village. Before I leave, I’ll teach you a few medicine recipes. When you prepare some pills, you can sell them in the town and earn more than selling herbs."

He had been contemplating this; it was better to teach people how to fish than just giving them fish. Providing them with means to make a living was far more valuable.

Hidden Cloud Village’s seclusion was to guard the Purifying Spirit Spring, which didn’t mean cutting off all ties with the outside world.

Uncle Pan held a high status in the village because he risked his life to sell herbs for money outside.

However, there were too many herbs, and traveling into town with two others didn’t sell much, wasting a whole day’s time.

If all the herbs were processed into pills, they could fetch a higher price and be sold at once.

"Little Divine Doctor, you’re joking, right? We’re just farmers, we can’t make medicine."

Wang Kui repeatedly waved his hand, disapprovingly.

"Making medicine isn’t hard. Take the herbal soup you drank yesterday; it’s just herbs boiled in a pot."

Talking about yesterday’s herbal soup, everyone lost their appetite.

"Right, Brother Cen, didn’t you say we need to drink that soup daily, but now we can’t go to the mountain. What should we do?"

Da Shan suddenly asked, and all the men looked at Yang Cheng in unison.

"None of you go to the mountain, I’ll go alone. I know where the herbs are."

Yang Cheng had already decided; detoxification couldn’t be delayed, he would take the risk and go alone.