Divine Doctor from the Start of the Eye Mutation

Chapter 1942 - 1943: Jia 5

The two of them kept walking forward, although it was actually Ling Zhenfei pulling Murong Liuqing along.

As time went by, Murong Liuqing was getting more and more drunk. That's the thing with Buddha Jumps Over the Wall; its aftereffects are very strong.

At first, when Murong Liuqing realized she was getting dizzy, it wasn't too bad, but as time passed, she became completely intoxicated.

Ling Zhenfei brought Murong Liuqing to the courtyard they had been to before, stopping at the entrance.

The courtyards on both sides were divided between men and women, and upon reaching the entrance, Ling Zhenfei hesitated.

It was already late, and if he went inside at such an hour and got seen, it wouldn't be good.

At this moment, Murong Liuqing mumbled hazily, "Why did we stop? Let's go."

Ling Zhenfei knew that Murong Liuqing's mind was unclear now, completely leaning on Ling Zhenfei. If Murong Liuqing recalled this when she sobered up, he wasn't sure what she'd think.

Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment; since it was late, most people in the courtyard had left. Even if a few people stayed, they were probably asleep.

With this in mind, Ling Zhenfei propped Murong Liuqing up and moved towards the courtyard, asking while walking, "Which room is yours? How do I find it?"

Murong Liuqing's eyes were closed, mumbling something to Ling Zhenfei.

At this point, Ling Zhenfei entered the courtyard, standing uncertainly because he didn't know which room Murong Liuqing lived in.

Ling Zhenfei had to ask Murong Liuqing repeatedly until she muttered, "Jia Five."

Jia Five should be a room number. Ling Zhenfei searched the courtyard, realizing it was indeed arranged in A, B, C, D order.

Ling Zhenfei found Jia Five, pushed open the door, and entered.

The room wasn't large but had everything; it was a two-part suite with a small living room outside and a bedroom inside.

Ling Zhenfei dragged Murong Liuqing to the bedroom, putting her on the bed.

Lighting the lamp next to him, he looked at Murong Liuqing, who was now completely drunk, her face flushed, her breathing even heavy.

It's undeniable Murong Liuqing was truly beautiful, and now, with her rosy cheeks, she seemed even more alluring.

The journey of dragging Murong Liuqing left Ling Zhenfei exhausted; carrying a person was far harder than moving a large stone.

Ling Zhenfei removed Murong Liuqing's shoes, placed her comfortably on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he heard a sound outside — someone was moving around.

Ling Zhenfei's heart skipped a beat; initially preparing to leave, he now dared not go out.

What startled Ling Zhenfei was the realization that the door, in his haste to enter, had been left open.

Perhaps drawn by the light from the room, someone approached the doorway.

The person called out while approaching, "Murong, is that you back?"

Ling Zhenfei knew this person was heading for Murong Liuqing's room. But what should he do now? Being discovered in Murong Liuqing's room surely wouldn't be good.

Whether to save himself or Murong Liuqing from trouble, Ling Zhenfei couldn't let himself be seen there.

With this thought, he looked around and hid in a dark corner.

Footsteps grew closer; the person reached the doorway, calling again, "Murong, is it you?"

But Murong Liuqing was already asleep and couldn't respond. Seeing the door ajar, the person stepped inside.

The person entered, glanced around, spotting Murong Liuqing asleep on the bed.

"Sleeping yet leaving the door open, you're certainly trusting," the girl commented before turning and leaving, closing the door.

Ling Zhenfei felt stunned — he hadn't left yet!

But leaving now seemed impossible, so Ling Zhenfei just sat and rested.

Actually, Ling Zhenfei was rather tired after a busy day and some drinks, the quietness tempting him to sleep.

Going outside now would surely be heard, best to wait a while before leaving.

Then Murong Liuqing reached for the cabinet by the bed, Ling Zhenfei unsure of her intent at first, but soon realized she wanted water.

Seeing water in the living room, Ling Zhenfei poured a glass and handed it to Murong Liuqing.

Murong Liuqing drank it all, placed the glass back, and fell into deep sleep.

Ling Zhenfei sat by the bed, watching the sleeping Murong Liuqing, observing a girl in slumber for the first time.

There are many forms of sleeping positions and habits; some say they don't know or can't control their sleeping posture.

Actually, it can be controlled, even cultivated. Those with regular sleep habits develop good sleeping postures easily.

Murong Liuqing now had such a posture — a perfect Goddess sleep pose.

After a while, Ling Zhenfei sensed no outside activity, quietly opened the door, and left; indeed, the outside was empty, so Ling Zhenfei exited.

Once outside the courtyard, Ling Zhenfei breathed a sigh of relief; if he'd been discovered inside, nothing would have cleared up.

Ling Zhenfei walked back slowly, passing Wuliang Immortal Palace, feeling its grandeur, even with just a few lights on, it glittered magnificently.

The Immortal Palace is one of the Three Great Sacred Lands for cultivators, but even after visiting twice and meeting the Palace Master, Ling Zhenfei hadn't found anything magical about it.

Ling Zhenfei wondered whether it was Wuliang Mountain's strength that made the palace a Cultivation Holy Land.

Unable to figure it out after pondering a long time, Ling Zhenfei stopped troubling himself; it wasn't his concern.

It was already very late, and a bright moon hung, illuminating the ground in silvery white.

Warm Spring Breeze blew again over Wuliang Mountain, Ling Zhenfei gazing at the night sky when suddenly a shadow flashed across the distant sky.

The shadow moved incredibly fast; had it not been for the emptiness of the sky, Ling Zhenfei might not have noticed it.

The shadow came from afar, landing behind a building on Wuliang Mountain.

Ling Zhenfei was shocked, never having imagined witnessing such a scene.

The shadow was surely a person; moving so fast from afar revealed an exceptional prowess.