Rakish Little Immortal Doctor

“Could that guy be Senior Sister Zhou’s boyfriend?”

One graceful woman after another ran out of various rooms, crowding the hallway and curiously staring at Li Qianfan, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

At this moment, Zhou Zitong shouted angrily, “All of you, shut up! He’s not my boyfriend. He’s a Divine Doctor I invited from Dadong City, named Li Xiang! He’s here at our Tianhua Sect to help treat our disciples infected by the plague and resolve the outbreak!”

Hearing Zhou Zitong’s explanation, the women finally realized the truth.

Meanwhile, Li Qianfan’s mind was already reeling.

After all, wherever he looked, he saw beautiful women of exceptional quality—each one a campus queen by appearance. This was undoubtedly a dreamlike scene for any man.

What’s more, since the female disciples of Tianhua Sect were all stunning beauties, Li Qianfan wasn’t surprised.

Because as cultivators improve their strength, their physical condition grows better, and impurities are expelled from their bodies.

Some cultivation techniques even have effects that enhance beauty, refining appearance and physique. So, for any female cultivator, both looks and figure are bound to be outstanding!

Male cultivators, on the other hand, are often unconcerned with appearance and value strength more, which is why there are quite a few unattractive ones.

“Still gawking, huh? You’re practically drooling!” Zhou Zitong scolded angrily.

Li Qianfan hurriedly wiped his mouth and chuckled sheepishly, “That’s not my fault. Being surrounded by so many gorgeous women, any man would be absolutely enchanted.”

“Enough nonsense. Follow me upstairs. The disciples infected by the plague are confined to the top floor,” Zhou Zitong said.

Li Qianfan nodded and followed Zhou Zitong upstairs.

At the entrance to the top floor, a few female disciples were stationed as guards. Seeing Zhou Zitong, they immediately cleared the way.

Upon entering the top floor, Zhou Zitong led Li Qianfan straight to the room nearest the staircase and pushed the door open.

“Wang Junior Sister, Liu Junior Sister—are you two alright?” Zhou Zitong asked.

Li Qianfan’s eyes swept across the room, immediately recognizing it was a twin dormitory where two female Tianhua Sect disciples resided.

At the moment, both female disciples lay on their beds, playing on their phones, looking pale and feeble.

“Oh, it’s you, Senior Sister Zhou.”

“Who’s this guy? Since when did our sect have male disciples?”

The two disciples asked curiously, casting glances at Li Qianfan. The one surnamed Liu shyly pulled her blanket up more tightly.

Zhou Zitong explained, “He’s not a sect disciple. His name is Li Xiang, a Divine Doctor I invited from Dadong City. He’s here to examine and treat you both.”

“So that’s it.”

“I was wondering what all the commotion downstairs was about.”

The two disciples said with a smile.

Zhou Zitong then turned to Li Qianfan and said, “Mr. Li, this is Wang Yike, and that is Liu Xue. Please proceed to check and treat them. But it’d be best if you activate your Protective True Qi to avoid getting infected yourself.”

“No need to worry. I’m not afraid of the plague.”

Though Li Qianfan said this confidently, he still released his Protective True Qi—better safe than sorry.

Walking briskly over to Wang Yike’s bedside, Li Qianfan smiled and said, “Pardon me,” before pulling back her blanket and placing his hands all over her body.

Despite the barrier of clothing, Wang Yike’s delicate cheeks flushed bright red as Li Qianfan’s hands roamed over her. She glanced embarrassedly at Zhou Zitong.

Zhou Zitong asked immediately, “Mr. Li, are you really checking and treating my junior sister?”

“Of course. I’m currently using an advanced massage technique called ‘Illusion Sky Cloud Hand.’ Can’t you tell?” Li Qianfan replied.

Zhou Zitong stared intently at Li Qianfan’s wandering hands for a few moments, eventually noticing that his touch carried an indescribably profound feel—not ordinary massaging and groping.

She then said to Wang Yike, “Junior Sister Wang, just bear with it for now. Forget the whole issue about males and females not touching. Treating your illness is what’s most important.”

“Alright, I understand,” Wang Yike nodded, though her blush deepened visibly.

Several minutes later, Li Qianfan finally withdrew his hands and started stroking his chin in thought.

“Did you find anything?” Zhou Zitong asked.

“Hold on. Let me confirm something,” Li Qianfan said.

Then he strode over to Liu Xue.

Liu Xue, a naturally shy girl, was blushing furiously even before Li Qianfan touched her. Her cheeks were redder than a monkey’s bottom.

As soon as Li Qianfan placed his hands on her, she let out a shy squeal.

“Hold still!” Zhou Zitong barked.

Liu Xue bit her lip and immediately fell silent.

Liu Xue’s body was exceptionally soft to the touch—the sensation was utterly delightful. Even though his fingers were separated by layers of clothing, the experience was already quite tantalizing.

Though distracted, Li Qianfan didn’t lose focus on the matter at hand.

After several minutes, he withdrew his hands and said, “I can now confirm—they’ve been infected by a highly troublesome virus. While not fatal, the virus leaves people weak, drowsy, and listless. It even causes frequent fainting.”

“Well, that’s obvious. Did you really need to point that out?” Zhou Zitong snapped, enraged, seeing it as pure drivel.

Yet Li Qianfan continued, “This virus primarily resides in their blood. That’s why it spreads quickly throughout the body with the circulatory system, causing widespread negative effects.”

Zhou Zitong’s expression shifted, and she asked urgently, “Anything else?”

“I’ve only examined for less than ten minutes, so this much information is already commendable. Now I’ll collect some of their blood samples for further analysis back at my quarters,” Li Qianfan said.

“How long will it take for the results?” Zhou Zitong asked.

“Within one day,” Li Qianfan replied confidently.

“Alright, I’ll wait one day,” Zhou Zitong agreed.

Li Qianfan promptly collected small amounts of blood from Wang Yike and Liu Xue, carefully storing them in glass vials.

Back at Qingping Courtyard, Li Qianfan returned to his room, retrieved various bottles, jars, and medicinal herbs from his Storage Ring, and began conducting experiments.

Liu Ruyan assisted him.

Meanwhile, in a secluded part of Tianhua Sect, a young woman in a white dress was seated cross-legged on a bed, cultivating.

Her fair jade-like legs peeked out beneath her skirt—pure, flawless, and perfectly formed.

This white-dressed woman was none other than Jiang Xuehan, the Tianhua Sect Leader’s Disciple, who had previously fallen into Li Qianfan’s, Liu Ruyan’s, and Jiang Xuehan’s hands but was later rescued.

Suddenly, a woman in a fiery-red dress pushed the door open with a smile on her face.

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