Tossing and turning, sleep wouldn't come; the events of this single day were too numerous to be believed.

"Sigh..." She sighed, standing up, glanced at Chen Feng sitting nearby cultivating, and tiptoed toward the exit.

This time, the stone cave entrance was not sealed with huge boulders, but with branches and rubble, so Yu Jiao easily moved the obstruction and stepped outside.

Outside, the full moon hung high, casting a faint, mercury-like sheen over the ground. Not far away, the stream gurgled, emitting a crisp sound.

Looking at the stream water, which sparkled like fish scales, Yu Jiao suddenly felt an intense itch all over her body, a desire to bathe.

This wasn't due to any germophobia; it was because during the day, Chen Feng had coughed up a mouthful of blood onto her neck, and it hadn't washed off. Seeing the stream now made her feel terribly itchy.

Although the weather wasn't hot now, her cultivation level meant she barely noticed the chill. She scanned her surroundings; the silence was profound, not a single figure in sight.

"I'll wash up!" she thought. She glanced back toward the cave, saw Chen Feng still meditating with his eyes closed, seemingly unaware of her intentions. Besides, since he had already seen her unclothed state once, washing in front of him now didn't matter much.

Having made up her mind, the itch intensified. She walked to the water's edge, found a clean spot, and began to shed the exceedingly large, man-made clothes piece by piece. She gently dipped her toes into the water to test the temperature; it was cool enough for her to tolerate.

Under the moonlight, a pale, white form slowly stepped into the small creek.

Splash, splash. Water scattered. Yu Jiao slowly rubbed every inch of her skin with her delicate hands. A strange emotion of self-pity unexpectedly welled up in her heart.

Her soft breasts were firm and full. Her lower abdomen, without a hint of excess flesh, was round and lifted... This body should have driven countless men to madness by its mere sight. Yet, why was this youth in the cave uninterested in her?

The thought brought a blush to Yu Jiao's face: "What am I thinking? Do I actually want him to be interested in me? He's nothing more than a crude country bumpkin, yet I am the young mistress of the noble Duolun family! How could I harbor such thoughts? He is utterly unworthy of me!"

The more she contemplated this, the angrier she became when recalling Chen Feng's previous insolence toward her. "It's a good thing he didn't touch me, or I would have been utterly disgusted!"

Such is the nature of women; their thoughts shift in an instant, impossible to predict by common measure! Just moments ago, she was angry that Chen Feng hadn't touched her, and now she felt cheated because he had seen her entirely exposed...

A philosopher once said: "Reasoning with a woman is the most foolish endeavor in the world, no different from playing a lute to a bull or singing to a pig. The only difference is that pigs and cattle, though they cannot understand your words, will still act according to your intentions; women, however, can understand you perfectly, yet persist in acting according to the wrong ones..." (Ahem, for those wishing to know this philosopher's identity, you may search the keywords 【Heng Sao Tian Ya】 on Baidu, then click on his work Fist Emperor's Journey Across Different Worlds, Chapter 343...)

Hoo! Hoo!

A sound of rapid breathing carried from the other side of the stream. Yu Jiao, deep in thought, looked up, and her face instantly turned ashen: a Steel Claw Demon Wolf, its eyes glowing green, was staring at her, clearly marking her as prey!

In this world, where magic cannot be cultivated, so-called 'magical beasts' are merely a nomenclature left behind by the God of Justice.

But even without magic, the inherent talent of these beasts remains peerlessly formidable. The Steel Claw Demon Wolf before her could easily defeat three First-Tier Golden Armored Guards!

Her arms were not yet fully healed. Facing such a powerful demon beast, she had no option but to be killed. In desperation, she let out a scream and leaped straight out of the water.

"Roar..." With a wolf's howl, the Steel Claw Demon Wolf powerfully stomped its hind legs on the ground, and with a boom, it leaped into the air, lunging toward her.

Hiss...

Yu Jiao's smooth back was instantly raked by the demon wolf's sharp claws, opening a wound from which blood immediately streamed. Fortunately, although her arms were broken, her legs were unharmed, allowing her to run quickly, thus escaping the immediate fate of being clawed to death.

In that perilous moment, Yu Jiao could no longer care about the clothes by the stream; she bolted straight toward the cave. Her only thought now was that Chen Feng could kill this savage creature.

Simultaneously, Chen Feng, seeing her swaying, completely unclothed figure lunging toward him through the reflective surface [of the pool/water], observed her movement...

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"Are you trying to seduce me again? Will you ever stop? Have you not seen a man in eight lifetimes?"

Chen Feng roared in anger, his soul snapping back into his body. Without opening his eyes, he heard the direction of her pounce, raised a hand, and struck!

Chen Feng was genuinely annoyed with this woman. Having entered the Soul Capturing Bow twice, she had thrown herself at him unclothed both times. Was she mentally deficient, or simply masochistic? Regardless of the reason, Chen Feng decided not to show mercy. If she didn't value her chastity, he still valued his virginal state...

Because of this assumption, Chen Feng showed no restraint this time. The palm strike landed squarely on Yu Jiao's soft waist...

"Bang!"

"Ah..."

Poor Yu Jiao had only intended to duck behind Chen Feng, but she was misunderstood yet again. A searing pain shot through her waist, causing her to slam into the stone wall. Blood poured from her mouth, and with a roll of her eyes, she instantly passed out...

"Roar..."

Immediately following, a sharp wolf's cry echoed inside the stone cave as the Steel Claw Demon Wolf forced its way in with a loud bellow.

Chen Feng opened his eyes, saw the massive beast, and with a casual flick of his finger, dispatched it with a black particle.

"What is all this? Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night? Even if you go streaking, you don't need to bring a demon beast back with you..." Chen Feng muttered internally, then turned to look at Yu Jiao, who had been sent flying by his slap. Her face was sallow, her breathing shallow.

"Alright, I'm truly afraid of you!" Chen Feng shook his head helplessly and walked over, intending to help her up. As soon as he touched her shoulder, his hand met a surface that was slick and damp.

"Oh, she probably went for a bath just now, and then..." Chen Feng looked at the Steel Claw Demon Wolf he had just killed, felt a chill run down his spine, and instantly pieced the events together: "Looks like I made another mistake..."

Poor Yu Jiao had only run over while in danger, only to be knocked unconscious by him. Her luck was truly terrible!

He sealed the wounds on her back and head to stop the bleeding, then produced a pill and forced it into her mouth, simultaneously channeling the domain power within his body to help dissolve the medicine's efficacy.

The medicinal properties of this pill were potent; otherwise, her arms wouldn't have regained mobility so quickly.

After about ten minutes, Yu Jiao's pale face regained its color, and her breathing stabilized.

When he was focused on saving her, he hadn't noticed anything, but now that she was safe, Chen Feng immediately felt a reaction stirring in himself again.

This was understandable. For any normal man to constantly gaze upon a very beautiful young woman, especially one completely unclothed... If a man showed no reaction under such circumstances, he wouldn't be human!

Chen Feng looked down at the flower-like face before him and tremulously reached his hand toward her soft breast.

The moment his hand made contact, he felt a soft, yielding elasticity, an almost irresistible urge to hold on. The unconscious Yu Jiao seemed to register the warmth of his hand, her breathing deepening, like a soul-stirring moan!

Chen Feng's heart fluttered, and his eyes began to glaze over.

Slap! Slap!

"What nonsense are you thinking!" Chen Feng slapped himself twice more, closed his eyes, resolutely refusing to look at Yu Jiao's body, and leaped out of the stone cave.

Inhaling the slightly cold night air, Chen Feng managed to clear his feverish mind.

"What is wrong with me today? Why am I constantly thinking about those things?" Chen Feng shook his head and walked to the stream. He picked up the clothes left on the bank, intending to return to the cave, when his ears twitched, and he immediately heard a noise nearby. Turning back, he couldn't help but inwardly groan: a dense cluster of torches was approaching from the distant woods.

It seemed the two men he had killed that afternoon had not returned, and the Duolun family had tracked them down.

"I should slip away quickly under the cover of darkness!" Chen Feng muttered, darted into the cave in one swift movement, hastily wrapped Yu Jiao in the clothes he held, and prepared to flee with her.

Then he paused: "Why am I still carrying her? I brought her along before because I feared being trapped in their encirclement, but now my soul power has recovered. Even if they block me, I can carve a path out!"

With this thought, clarity washed over him. These people were looking for the young mistress anyway; if he left her here, they would eventually find and take her back.

Pushing off the ground with his feet, Chen Feng shot out of the cave like a hawk-owl, blending silently into the mountain forest like a stalking black cat under the cover of night.

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Druke led his men through the mountain forest (This person appeared once before, in Chapter 327; he is Harding Eck's son).

"Why are we helping the Duolun family look for someone?" a burly guard carrying a torch grumbled.

"Who knows what schemes my dead old man cooked up, ordering us to follow the Duolun family's lead. I really don't know what he was thinking. Now look, their young mistress was kidnapped right on our territory, so we have no choice but to help search!" Druke said with a look of helplessness.

"The Duolun family is so powerful; why don't they search themselves and ask for our help?"

"Their young mistress was abducted, and the kidnapper threatened to kill her if they saw their people pursuing. So, how could they search? They actually searched this path once already, and the search party never returned. Therefore, the kidnapper must be here. To avoid harming the young mistress, they had to ask us to step in!" Druke explained. For a young master and a guard to discuss this so openly would surely surprise outsiders, yet the two involved felt nothing amiss.

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