The Martial Doctor

"Do you want to sleep with me?" Ji Fei’er looked straight at Lin Miao and asked.

Cough, cough...

Sis, your question is way too direct. What kind of proper lady would say such a thing?

"Look, he doesn’t even dare to answer. Yue Mei’Er, is this your so-called ’Heavenly Chosen Saint Heir,’ who you claim can lead our sect to greatness? He doesn’t even have the courage to sleep with a woman?" Ji Fei’er laughed openly.

Lin Miao’s mind was also rumbling with thunder. This sister’s thinking is different from ordinary people; she can actually say such bold words.

Yue Mei’Er wasn’t too surprised, just glanced at Lin Miao with a look that clearly communicated: Young Lord, it’s up to you now.

"Ji Fei’er, are you sure you want to be my woman now?" Lin Miao had no choice but to brace himself; he couldn’t just back down.

Ji Fei’er replied, "Falling into your hands, do I have a choice?"

Lin Miao knew very well that once he touched Ji Fei’er, he wouldn’t be able to hide his identity anymore.

"Mei’Er, leave us." Lin Miao instructed Yue Mei’Er.

"Yes, Young Lord." Yue Mei’Er paused her gaze on both of them, nodded, and then turned to leave.

"You’re provoking me, aren’t you?" Lin Miao sat down and casually placed a hand on Ji Fei’er’s thigh, deliberately or unintentionally caressing it.

With such contact from a young man, which carried a hint of teasing, Ji Fei’er knew Lin Miao was doing it on purpose. If she flinched or resisted, it would prove that everything earlier was just her strategy and that she never really intended to give herself to him.

He was testing her. Ji Fei’er held back a bit of shame, cursing internally, but she knew she was the one who started this test.

This is how the fire gets played up.

"Ji Fei’er, when a woman uses such words to provoke or test a man, don’t you realize that, in the end, it’s always the woman who suffers?" Lin Miao’s fingers accidentally brushed over that area through a layer of underpants.

"You..." Ji Fei’er’s cheeks finally reddened uncontrollably, and then she quickly sat up to distance herself.

Lin Miao smiled serenely: "It seems you’re just bluffing after all."

Ji Fei’er was about to operate her internal energy, but realized she couldn’t access her Dantian. Although she could move, she couldn’t use any of her cultivation.

"What did you do to me?"

"Nothing much, just sealed your meridians, so you can’t use your cultivation." Lin Miao smiled faintly.

"Mei’Er."

"Young Lord, what do you..."

"Tomorrow morning, send her where she needs to go." Lin Miao called Yue Mei’Er back in to give instructions.

"Young Lord, aren’t you giving Fei’er a chance?" Yue Mei’Er understood Lin Miao’s intention to send Ji Fei’er to Yingfeng Valley to imprison her. But if they did so, who knows when they’d be able to win her over.

Lin Miao glared at Yue Mei’Er, clearly meaning don’t stir up trouble; he hadn’t decided on this matter yet.

Did she really think he was some sort of lecherous individual?

Ji Fei’er was indeed beautiful, aside from being a bit cold, everything else was to his taste. But she was from the Moon Worship Sect’s Ji Family, making the ties too complicated. If he got involved with her, once entangled in matters of interest, he couldn’t just discard her heartlessly as if she were nothing.

"Wait a second!"

Ji Fei’er suddenly called out to Lin Miao, who was about to leave.

Lin Miao turned around, a bit surprised: "Ji Fei’er, what do you want to say?"

Ji Fei’er got off the bed, walked up to Lin Miao, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and with a shy voice said, "Please, Young Lord, take pity on Fei’er."

Lin Miao was baffled. You clearly resisted earlier, saying you were willing, but your body unintentionally resisted too. He never intended to really do anything to her, just wanted to test and regain control of the conversation.

Mainly, it was a clash of his male pride and competitive spirit.

"Ji Fei’er, you don’t need to wrong yourself. I don’t like forcing people to do things they don’t want to do either." Lin Miao frowned slightly as he spoke.

"Young Lord, I’m serious."

Lin Miao was dumbfounded. This Ji Fei’er’s attitude changed too quickly; he was truly baffled by her real thoughts.

"Young Lord, Fei’er, I won’t disturb you any longer." Yue Mei’Er glanced around, gave a slight nod, and smiled as she prepared to leave.

"Mei’Er..."

"Fei’er, once you experience the Young Lord’s charm, you might never want to leave." Yue Mei’Er said softly, leaning to Ji Fei’er’s ear before leaving.

Though she said it quietly, Lin Miao heard it clearly. This girl was getting bolder.

Ji Fei’Er’s cheeks flushed red as she looked at Lin Miao with a complex expression. Although she initially came for this purpose, now it seemed like she had been forced onto this path.

"Fei’Er, we’ve all learned how to serve a man," Yue Mei’Er whispered in her ear. "The young master likes it when we’re a bit proactive..."

Cold as frost, Ji Fei’Er’s cheeks suddenly became burning hot.

"Alright, Fei’Er, it was initially my turn to accompany the young master tonight. Now, I’m giving this rare opportunity to you. Remember my kindness in the future, haha..." Yue Mei’Er laughed as she opened the door and walked out.

"Ji Fei’Er, although I’m no saint, I wouldn’t go so far as to use such methods to take a woman’s innocence. Killing you wouldn’t benefit me at the moment, so for now, I’ll have to inconvenience you." Lin Miao pondered for a moment; once something like this happens once, it tends to happen again, and the bottom line is breached in this way.

One must still have a moral bottom line, especially since he is a physician, treating and saving people. He doesn’t strive for moral purity but at least maintains a baseline of integrity.

Ji Fei’Er looked at Lin Miao in surprise, discovering that his gaze was clear without a hint of insincerity.

She was very surprised.

She had never seen a man capable of such restraint.

She knew her beauty might not be the best in the land, but at least she was among the top. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been chosen for the Moon Palace, selected as one of the four attendants among many candidates.

Beauty, talent, and background—all are indispensable.

Even if one was not Si Miaoxue of the Moon Worship Sect’s four great families, her background wasn’t just any ordinary one in the sect, though not as notable as the four families.

"Young Master, Fei’Er is willing. You may not know, but Fei’Er’s body was originally flawed. It was only recently that a physician healed me, or else I wouldn’t have been able to serve you even if I wanted to," Ji Fei’Er explained with a slight bow.

"You don’t need to explain this to me; I have no intention of scorning you."

"Although Fei’Er was chosen as a candidate for Consort Yue, which seems promising, it’s actually a shackle. Once bestowed with this identity, my life has no other choice—this is our destiny."

"Destiny? What destiny?"

"Didn’t Yue Mei’Er tell you?" Ji Fei’Er exclaimed in surprise.

"I want to hear it from you."

"Consort Yue candidates are girls chosen from a young age to serve the Saint Heir. Typically, once the Saint Heir is determined, girls of similar age or slightly older are selected. The four outstanding ones are directly chosen as the four attendants, automatically becoming the four consorts when the Saint Heir comes of age, with another twelve chosen to be Consort Yue candidates..." Ji Fei’Er explained in detail.

Si Miaoxue and Yue Mei’Er hadn’t mentioned this, but one can’t blame them—they didn’t want to share the attention that belonged to them.

This Moon Worship Sect selected sixteen girls for the Saint Heir in one go. The Saint Heir was like the Crown Prince of an empire; it made sense now.

The fate of those chosen was thus sealed. If the Saint Heir encountered any misfortune, all these girls were destined to be buried with him.

Indeed, even those who bore children had to be buried alongside.

The only way to escape this fate was to advance to the Tianyuan tier as a master of the Heavenly Sovereign level; the Moon Worship Sect had too few to spare for burial.

In truth, this cruel rule had long been laxly enforced, but the unfortunate ones were definitely without background or influence.

Nowadays, those favored by the ruler would eventually all be required to follow in being buried with him once their time was up...

Even if Si Miaoxue accepted her fate, she would resist.

The same went for Ji Fei’Er.

If they failed to find the Saint Heir, the women’s ultimate end was bleak; Ji Fei’Er might fare slightly better, having a chance to survive, but as a woman who couldn’t even give birth, the outcome wouldn’t be significantly better.

As for Si Miaoxue and the others, it was even worse for them.

In this world, women were no different than commodities; beautiful women were just slightly more valuable.

Equality and freedom were merely spoken for others to hear.

Hearing this, Lin Miao finally understood why the Moon Worship Sect was labeled as a demonic sect—it was not undeserved.

The practice of human sacrifice, an ancient custom, had been abolished long ago by secular dynasties, yet within the Moon Worship Sect, it persisted, and no one seemed to consider abolishing it.

Some things can’t be overcome by individual strength.

"Mei’Er is a girl of the Yue clan, similarly a pawn of the family. From birth, regardless of how much love or resources they garner, they are merely bargaining chips for the family to gain greater benefits. Si Miaoxue was the luckiest, escaping first. Her master, too, was defiant, refusing to yield to the ruler for her sake. Following that was Mei’Er, who also seized the opportunity to break free from the cage. If it weren’t for Yue Mei’Er’s unusual circumstances, I wouldn’t have been sent here, but this comes at a cost—I have been poisoned," Ji Fei’Er said.

"Poisoned? What kind of poison?" Lin Miao was shocked. He had examined Ji Fei’Er’s body and found no poison; could it be that this was just her rhetoric?

It’s not impossible.

"Heart-attaching Gu, I’m not sure if you’ve heard of it. It’s a kind of poison from the Southern Desolate Alien Race, though it technically isn’t poison but a living thing. I don’t know exactly what it is; I’ve never seen it, but when it acts up, it’s as if my heart is being torn apart by insects, unbearable pain!" Ji Fei’Er explained.

A living thing, meaning it was a parasite.

He had only heard of Gu worms, never seen one; this world was full of wonders, and he couldn’t claim to have seen everything.