Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 345 - 340: Caught in the Crossfire

The blue-faced man didn't care about Sun Zhe's identity or origins. Blood Slaves died here every day, and new ones always arrived to replace them. He simply assumed Sun Zhe was one of the newcomers. Seeing Sun Zhe sneaking around, he figured the man was just scared and trying to be a deserter.

"What are you still standing around for? Get over there!" the blue-faced man's face was a mask of impatience as he barked, seeing Sun Zhe frozen in place.

Sun Zhe groaned internally but had no choice but to meekly walk in the indicated direction.

He truly couldn't understand how this man, who stood nearly three meters tall and was built like a buffalo, had managed to sneak up behind him without a sound. Moreover, the blue-faced man's aura was profound and terrifying. Even though Sun Zhe had reached the late Nascent Soul Realm, he felt an oppressive pressure from the man that made him feel insignificant. He was certain that if a real fight broke out, he probably couldn't even take one hit! Besides, his injuries had just healed; it wasn't a good time to fight.

A few moments later, under the blue-faced man's threatening glare, Sun Zhe circled the pool and arrived at the entrance of the stone chamber.

Another man was already waiting in line. He was muscular and powerfully built, standing about 1.9 meters tall, but his face was drained of all color and he trembled from head to toe, like a terrified young girl.

Sun Zhe came to a stop beside him and whispered, "Hey, buddy. How did you end up here?"

He wanted to use this chance to gather whatever useful information he could. He was becoming more and more suspicious. There had to be a conspiracy behind these people's presence here.

The man turned to glance at Sun Zhe. His pale lips moved as if to say something, but he hesitated, stopping before any words could come out.

Great, this guy is scared out of his wits, Sun Zhe realized with a helpless sigh, giving up on his questions.

Just then, the blue-faced man strode over and kicked Sun Zhe squarely in the behind. "Hurry up and get your clothes off!"

Sun Zhe silently cursed the man's entire family line, but he felt utterly helpless. He figured he probably wasn't getting out of this today, so he slowly began to undress.

When he had revealed his muscular physique and pulled down his trousers, the blue-faced man's eyes widened.

"Well now, kid. You're certainly well-endowed!"

"Born with it," Sun Zhe said with a smile, though inwardly, he was cursing a blue streak.

"AH!"

At that moment, a piercing scream erupted from the stone chamber. A corpse came flying out of the doorway and hit the ground like a sack of sand.

The blue-faced man seemed accustomed to such sights. Without even glancing at the body, he looked at the man in line ahead of Sun Zhe and said, "You're next!"

"That won't be necessary. I'm no longer in the mood."

The voice of the Exquisite Demoness suddenly drifted out from within the stone chamber.

Sun Zhe looked up to see her sashaying out with an elegant, bewitching gait. As she walked, she adjusted her dazzling red dress. The fabric was the color of fresh blood, and it gleamed faintly in the candlelight from the wall sconces, exuding an aura of ultimate, sultry allure.

As Sun Zhe had noticed before, the bright red skirt was split incredibly high. Her right leg was obscured by the fabric, while almost the entirety of her slender, snow-white left leg was exposed. With every step, her sensual, peach-like hips swayed. Beneath the skirt, a thin, transparent layer of floral lace was barely visible, just enough to cover her alluring curves. It was blatantly revealing, yet tantalizingly difficult to see anything substantial, a maddeningly seductive sight.

Her snow-white feet were bare, adorned only with a few thin anklets that made them seem all the more sexy and noble. As the Exquisite Demoness drew closer, a faint, exotic fragrance seemed to fill the air.

Seeing her exquisite face up close, Sun Zhe realized she was even more captivating—or perhaps terrifying—than he had first thought. It felt as if a single glance could steal a man's soul, turning him into her puppet and plaything.

The Exquisite Demoness stopped, her face now an icy mask, all previous flirtatiousness gone. She looked at the blue-faced man, her gaze frigid. "Qing Kui, not a single one of the Blood Slaves you found this time has satisfied me."

Cold sweat beaded on the blue-faced man's forehead. He dropped to his knees at once, pressing his forehead to the ground. "It was Qing Kui who was negligent, Your Grace! I beg for punishment!"

The Demoness gave a light laugh. "Then we'll just have to use that great treasure of yours for the punishment."

"Y-Yes..."

At her words, Qing Kui's large frame shuddered, as if he were terrified of this so-called "punishment."

Seizing the opportunity, Sun Zhe quickly pulled on his pants and shirt. He sighed in relief, thinking he had narrowly escaped disaster, and started planning how to slip away.

But then the Exquisite Demoness spoke again. "Feed them to the snakes."

"Yes!"

Qing Kui rose to his feet and kicked the corpses into the pool of water.

The Exquisite Demoness didn't even deign to look. She raised a delicate hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear and walked away, leaving a trail of seductive fragrance in her wake.

But as she walked past Sun Zhe, she suddenly paused, as if drawn to him.

"You're quite a handsome little fellow. I haven't seen you before. Are you new?"

Sun Zhe's heart skipped a beat as a terrible premonition washed over him.

"Uh... yes, Your Grace."

Although the Demoness was beautiful enough to drive a man mad, Sun Zhe felt no interest whatsoever. He couldn't stop thinking about the corpses floating in the pool.

But his reluctance only seemed to deepen the Exquisite Demoness's intrigue. Her eyes remained fixed on Sun Zhe as she slowly closed the distance between them.

"You seem different from those other wastes."

Sun Zhe cursed inwardly. Of course I'm different! I was just here to watch the show, not as some damn Blood Slave! How the hell did I get dragged into this?!

The Exquisite Demoness lowered her eyelids slightly and spoke in a commanding tone, "Raise your head and look at me."

Sun Zhe did as he was told, lifting his head to meet her bewitching, demonic red eyes, forcing a smile onto his face.

The Exquisite Demoness's red lips curved into a slight smirk. "You don't seem to be afraid of me."

Sun Zhe squeezed out a wider, sycophantic smile. "Your Grace, you're as beautiful as a celestial fairy. Not scary at all."

"Oh, is that so?" The Exquisite Demoness giggled, covering her mouth. "You're not wrong. I'm actually very gentle, you know."

Sun Zhe: "..."

Just then, Qing Kui hurried over. "Your Grace," he said to the Exquisite Demoness, "this kid is quite something. I took a peek earlier. He's even bigger than I am."

Hearing this, the Exquisite Demoness's beautiful eyes lit up. A flicker of interest crossed her face as she looked at Sun Zhe again. "Little fellow, take off your pants and let me see."

Sun Zhe shot a venomous glare at Qing Kui, wishing he could strangle the man on the spot. Utterly helpless, he could only grit his teeth and pull his pants back down.

Meanwhile, Qing Kui secretly sighed in relief. He was incredibly glad he'd run into Sun Zhe today; otherwise, he would have been the one in peril. Now, he could only hope that Sun Zhe would satisfy Her Grace so they could all escape tonight's ordeal.

A moment later, when the Exquisite Demoness laid eyes on Sun Zhe's ferocious beast, her pupils trembled. A stunning brilliance radiated from her eyes, and her heart filled with a joy like that of discovering a priceless treasure. Among all the men she had ever seen, Qing Kui had been the largest. She had never imagined that someone even larger could exist! And not only that, but he looked clean, and his masculine aura was rich and potent—not at all revolting like Qing Kui's.

"Come here. Stand properly."

An internal hunger gnawing at her, the Exquisite Demoness immediately issued a command to Sun Zhe.

Sun Zhe clenched his jaw, steeled himself, and obediently walked over to her.

The Exquisite Demoness then knelt, apparently unconcerned that others were watching. Raising a hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, she tilted her head back and gazed up at Sun Zhe with eyes full of silken allure.

"Such a potent aura."

"It's been a long time since I've met one as pure as you."

"Stand still. Don't move. I'm going to eat your little stinky."

"..."