"The Qi enters the Dantian, breaks through the ** to directly reach the Weilu..." Lin Jia painstakingly articulated each word.

Qin Fen’s expression grew grave. One shouldn't practice recklessly without knowing the methods! This wasn't some adventure; it was suicide! If a Martial Artist of the Meteor level had tried this, they would have died on the spot! Luckily, her strength was slightly weaker, otherwise...

Qin Fen placed his hand gently on Lin Jia's wrist, smooth as fine mutton-fat jade, probing her body with a faint current of Zhenqi.

Crack...

Lin Jia's forearm suddenly twitched. Qin Fen swiftly withdrew the Zhenqi he had released. Pushing forward any further to investigate would likely result in Lin Jia's arm being permanently crippled.

Qin Fen shifted his hand to her upper arm, slowly sending his Zhenqi probing into her body once more. As it reached her shoulder, Lin Jia’s shoulder twitched again. Probing the shoulder further might...

Helplessly, Qin Fen began his investigation starting from Lin Jia’s feet; he needed to find a completely unobstructed passage.

Lin Jia's skin shimmered under the moonlight with the luster of an infant's. Her slender, beautiful feet were held in his hands, feeling as soft and smooth as a block of fatty tofu.

Having her jade-like foot held, Lin Jia shivered involuntarily. The Zhenqi drilled into the sole of her foot, ascending along her calf. The sensation was so delicate, it felt as if someone were gently stroking her.

"You..." Lin Jia’s delicate eyebrows shot up. She even suspected Qin Fen was deliberately flirting with her, otherwise why would the Zhenqi feel so **?

Crack...

Upon reaching her knee, Lin Jia's front leg spasmed violently. This attempt by Qin Fen had also failed.

Both arms and both lower legs had proven impossible. Qin Fen reluctantly directed his gaze toward Lin Jia’s snow-white, alluring thighs. Her soaked T-shirt could not completely conceal the small pair of panties beneath. Qin Fen’s vision was far superior to ordinary men, allowing him to vaguely glimpse what lay under the white fabric...

"What are you looking at?" Lin Jia tried to move, but was completely unable to.

Qin Fen was torn between amusement and exasperation. When one cannot treat the lower legs, the natural inclination is to look for other avenues of entry. During this process, what one sees is entirely beyond personal intent.

With a soft sigh, Qin Fen quickly averted his eyes. He held some responsibility for the woman’s current injuries, so he needed to heal her quickly and then never see her again. As for how she got his phone number, he couldn't be bothered to ask.

Moonlight, beach, a drenched beauty...

Faced with this overwhelmingly seductive combination, Qin Fen took a deep breath, forcibly calmed his mind, and slowly extended both hands toward those smooth, white-jade-like, tempting **.

Qin Fen had never touched a woman’s thigh before. Facing Lin Jia Xuan’s slightly parted, snow-white, sexy legs, his palms began to sweat in waves.

After all, he was a man! In the passionate, impulsive stage of youthful development. Lin Jia Xuan was both shy and anxious. A delicate mist formed in her stunning eyes, and crystal-like, pearl-like tears began to roll from the corners. No man had ever touched her thighs before. Even the fiancé who abandoned her for gain had never been allowed to touch a single finger. Yet today...

Before Qin Fen’s palms even made contact with Lin Jia Xuan’s thigh, he took another deep breath, and tiny beads of sweat gradually surfaced on his forehead.

"Calm down, calm down..."

Qin Fen repeatedly warned himself in a low voice. Such ** treatment was a superb opportunity to test control over strength; he would simply treat the entire process as a form