As the wild beasts across the mountains frantically searched for that mysterious woman, Xiao Yan, under the protection of Yao Lao, had managed to avoid disturbing any of them and quietly made his way back to his hidden sanctuary. "That was thrilling—the final move of the woman was incredibly powerful. If not for the timely evasion of the purple-crystal-winged lion king, its head would have surely been pierced..." Reflecting on the breathtaking and perilous aerial duel that had unfolded earlier, Xiao Yan felt a surge of excitement. Such a clash between two formidable warriors was a rare sight outside of this realm. Swallowing a lump of saliva, Xiao Yan recognized the woman floating on the water—she was precisely the Divinity Realm powerhouse who had previously fought against the Purple Crystal Wing Lion King. Now, she appeared to be unconscious, and Xiao Yan's heart wavered between hesitation. Should he save her? If he did, he would surely provoke the native inhabitants of this place. But if he didn’t, the furious Purple Crystal Wing Lion King would likely tear her to pieces. As Xiao Yan struggled with his decision, faint roars of wild beasts gradually echoed from the distant jungle. "Well, that's fortunate for you!" With a determined breath, Xiao Yan plunged into the flowing water, lifting the woman in his arms. The current soaked her completely, and as he held her around her lower legs and back, he felt the delicate, smooth, and warm texture of her skin—exquisitely pleasant to the touch. Bitting down on the tip of his tongue to suppress the rising sensation, Xiao Yan lifted the mysterious woman who had become wet and carried her desperately toward the cave. He rushed at full speed until he entered within fifty meters of the cave entrance, then finally exhaled in relief. The Ye-Lao had scattered a special powder in this area, which greatly stimulated the魔兽; usually, few beasts ventured into this zone, making it a safe radius. As he carried the woman inside and gently placed her on the stone platform, Xiao Yan sat down beside her, sinking heavily into his seat and drawing deep, steady breaths. While resting, he finally had the opportunity to closely observe this beautiful Du-Huang powerhouse. With careful attention, he studied her features, and gradually, a growing sense of admiration filled his heart. Describing her as having a refined beauty—magnificent features and porcelain-like elegance—seemed entirely fitting. What truly amazed Xiao Yan most, however, was the graceful dignity and noble aura radiating from her. His gaze swept over the delicate, porcelain-like face, then slowly descended. His brows furrowed slightly as he noticed five deep claw marks on her chest, bleeding profusely and staining her clothing a deep crimson. In her unconscious state, her dark brows were slightly furrowed, a subtle ache evident on her cheeks—though it slightly deviated from her usual grace, it was undeniably endearing. "She needs treatment," he said, rubbing his hands. From his meditation ring, he retrieved over a dozen small jade vials, hesitated briefly, then reached out to unfasten the woman's garments. Yet, as his hands neared her body, the mysterious woman, who had been closed-eyed, suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze cool and slightly irritated, fixed firmly on him. "Huh... you've awakened?" The woman who suddenly opened her eyes startled Xiao Yan, who hurriedly stepped back a few paces, raising the small jade bottle in her hands and explaining, "I only wanted to help you heal your injuries. I had no intention of causing you any harm. Of course... you were unconscious just now, so I was about to administer the medicine myself. But now that you've awakened, I think you should do it yourself." As she spoke, Xiao Yan carefully placed the jade bottle beside her and then stepped back again, feeling a bit afraid—having witnessed her strength, he was worried she might suddenly lose her temper and accidentally knock him senseless with a single palm strike, which would surely be a tragic end. Seeing Xiao Yan retreat, the mysterious woman sighed slightly, and a touch of coldness softened in her gaze. Yet, when she prepared to take action, she found herself completely numb throughout her body. After a slight struggle, she slowly closed her eyes and, after a moment, opened them again, gritting her teeth and murmuring, "Damn it! She's somehow been struck by its sealing technique." Xiao Yan crouched in the corner of the cave, gazing at the mysterious woman who remained motionless for half the day. Though her expression was utterly innocent, she showed no intention of moving toward her to offer assistance. After one more struggle, the woman finally gave up futile efforts, turned her head slightly, and with her beautiful eyes fixed on Xiao Yan, who was drawing circles on the ground, carefully studied him. She seemed to find no threat in the otherwise refined young man. Then, softly, she said, "Then it's you who should help me with the medicine." Her voice was pleasant and melodious, yet, perhaps due to her noble status, it always carried an unmistakable air of grace and dignity. "Me?" Xiao Yan lifted his face, stared intently at the mysterious woman, blinked, and murmured, "I'll help you—just let me make one thing clear: after this, please don't expect me to be treated like a fool, demanding that you compensate me by digging out my eyes if you ever find out anything about my body." Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the woman found herself both teary and amused, shaking her head. Yet in her heart, she suddenly wondered—how many years had it been since anyone had dared to speak such words before her? "I'm not that rigid. As long as you take care of your hands and your words, I'll never hold a grudge against you," she said softly, her tone calm. Only then did Xiao Yan slowly approach, his gaze once again sweeping over the woman's beautiful face. Clearing his throat, he reached out and gently tore open a section of the woman's robe on her chest, being careful not to disturb her. Staring at this pale blue inner armor, Xiao Yan was struck with admiration. "Er... the wounds are beneath the armor... to stop the bleeding and apply medicine, it seems we'll have to remove it." As he gazed at the delicate blue armor that enveloped the woman's graceful form, Xiao Yan felt a slight blush rise to her cheeks and offered her an awkward, apologetic smile. Upon hearing Xiao Yan's words, the woman's body visibly trembled; she took a deep breath and slowly closed her beautiful eyes, her long lashes trembling slightly, yet her voice remained calm and composed. "Unbutton it, please. Thank you." Seeing her so resolute and composed, Xiao Yan felt a bit uncomfortable, shook his head in resignation, and gently helped the woman rise from the stone bed, then settled herself facing away from her, sitting cross-legged on the bed. Gazing at the alluring curves of the woman's back, Xiao Yan's hands slightly trembled as he slowly removed her upper garment. As he shifted the fabric, his fingers occasionally brushed against her skin, and each time, he felt her body instantly tense—clearly, even though this woman was a legendary Du Huang powerhouse, the aspect of physical contact between genders was far from the calm and unremarkable she had described. Only after gently loosening the metal clasps of her inner armor, which he blurred into the softness of her waist, did Xiao Yan carefully unfasten them one by one. When he finally released the last button, he carefully detached the inner armor from her body. Even with all his care, the metal edges scraping against her wounds still caused her to draw several sharp breaths. After removing her inner armor, the woman's upper body was nearly bare before Xiao Yan, though this view was only from the back; as for the front—Xiao Yan simply didn't dare to look. Standing before a stranger with her upper body exposed, the female powerhouse gradually flushed her pale skin with a delicate pink hue, her body subtly trembling. "Keep your hands and eyes to yourself!" she issued another warning. With a wry smile, Xiao Yan retrieved a large black robe from his storage ring and draped it over the woman's body from behind, then slowly turned her around and laid her on the stone bed. Upon turning her around, Xiao Yan noticed that her cheeks had also flushed with a pleasing warmth, though her gaze upon him remained warm and not cold—clearly, his earlier actions of helping her with her clothing had earned her considerable favor. "I need to clean the wounds." "Upon a gentle reminder, Xiao Yan slowly drew down his black robe, pausing only when the wound was fully exposed. At this height, he could now clearly see half of the snow-white, delicate breasts and the alluring dip that made any man lose himself in admiration. From his meditation seal, he retrieved a few clean cloth pads and poured a pale green liquid from a jade bottle, then gently wiped the bloodstains around the wound. As Xiao Yan carefully wiped, the mysterious woman's eyelashes trembled softly, and a few strands of her noble phoenix hairpin delicately fell from her crown, lending a touch of relaxed, feminine grace to her demeanor—her regal poise slightly softened. With a gaze fixed on the young man低头, earnestly cleaning the wound, the woman's eyes carried a deep sense of gratitude. After carefully cleansing the wound, Xiao Yan poured a generous amount of white powder from a jade bottle. Stimulated by the powder, the woman furrowed her brows slightly and emitted a soft, slightly painful sigh. "Don't worry," smiled Xiao Yan, evenly distributing the powder over the wound, then retrieving fresh gauze to gently wrap the injury around her. Of course, although Xiao Yan kept his gaze fixed, he couldn't help but notice some rather intimate moments—though fortunately, his concealment was quite effective, otherwise the mysterious woman might have turned pale. "All right," he said, patting his hands and stepping back with a smile. "The wound is now taken care of. What remains now are injuries that can only be healed by your own strength, and the seal—only you can unlock that." "Thank you."