Martial Arts: Starting With Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Broken

Chapter 13 The Sick Beauty Ye Ruoyi, I Feel Pity for Her

In Jiang Che’s imagination, he had anticipated an odd flavor from the soup, but it turned out to be nothing unusual. Relieved, he continued drinking.

While it wasn’t particularly tasty, it was passable. Jiang Che wasn’t picky and quickly finished the bowl.

After all, having roamed the martial world for years and braved both the south and north, he had endured countless hardships, including meals far worse than this.

“Heehee…”

Seeing that Jiang Che had finally finished the hangover soup, Sikong Qianluo’s creamy-white face lit up with a bright smile.

“Oh, right, Brother Jiang,” she began.

“Father asked me to bring you to check on Sister Ruoyi. Let’s head over now!”

Without hesitation, Jiang Che followed Sikong Qianluo out of the courtyard, heading toward Ye Ruoyi’s residence.

…

Several years ago, Ye Ruoyi had been sent to Snow Moon City by Ye Xiaoying. She had been living there ever since to recuperate.

Due to her congenital heart defect, Ye Ruoyi’s health was fragile, and she rarely went outside, spending most of her time resting at home.

When Ye Ruoyi was born, many had declared that she wouldn’t survive past the age of three. However, Ye Xiaoying, unwilling to accept this fate, sought out renowned doctors and attempted every method to treat her.

Thanks to rare medicinal ingredients and spiritual treasures, Ye Ruoyi grew up safely. However, her health continued to deteriorate, and in recent years, she had begun to experience bouts of chest pain. Even walking a few steps caused significant discomfort and shortness of breath.

As the Grand General of Beili, Ye Xiaoying was often preoccupied with military affairs and lacked the time to care for his daughter personally. Thus, he entrusted her to his good friend, Sikong Changfeng.

Now in her fourth year in Snow Moon City, Ye Ruoyi had become close friends with Sikong Qianluo, who often visited her whenever she had the chance.

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Following Sikong Qianluo, Jiang Che soon arrived at Ye Ruoyi’s courtyard.

By the time they reached, everyone was already waiting: Bai Li Dongjun, Sikong Changfeng, Li Hanyi, and Yin Luoxia—the key figures of Snow Moon City were all present.

Apart from these four, there was a young girl in a yellow dress seated in the pavilion.

The girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, was extraordinarily beautiful. Her skin was as smooth as porcelain, her eyes clear and bright, but her complexion was pallid, devoid of any healthy color. Her brows carried a faint trace of melancholy.

She was the very picture of a fragile beauty who could evoke both sympathy and admiration.

“Brother Jiang, you’re finally here! Quickly, take a look at Ruoyi’s condition and see if there’s a way to treat her,” Sikong Changfeng exclaimed with a gleam of hope in his eyes as Jiang Che arrived.

“Miss Ye, my apologies.”

Jiang Che gently placed his hand on Ye Ruoyi’s fair wrist to examine her condition.

Everyone around them fell silent, holding their breath and refraining from disturbing Jiang Che as he diagnosed her.

Ye Ruoyi, meanwhile, watched the young man before her with a glimmer of curiosity in her eyes.

Yesterday, she had overheard the servants of the City Lord’s Mansion discussing the arrival of a young new City Lord in Snow Moon City.

The rumors painted this newcomer as exceptionally powerful and even dubbed him the ‘White-Robed Sword Immortal’.

Sikong Changfeng had hosted a grand banquet for him the previous night, making quite a spectacle of the occasion.

Although Ye Ruoyi knew the new City Lord was young, she hadn’t expected him to be this young.

Looking no older than seventeen or eighteen, Jiang Che appeared to be of a similar age to herself. He was just a youth, a boy on the cusp of manhood.

It was hard to fathom how extraordinary his talent must be to defeat the three City Lords of Snow Moon City at his age.

Even Bai Li Dongjun, a nearly Heavenly Realm expert, had been no match for him.

Earlier, Sikong Changfeng had told her that a miraculous physician had been found to cure her congenital heart defect.

She hadn’t imagined that the so-called miracle doctor was none other than the newly appointed Fourth City Lord of Snow Moon City.

Though Ye Ruoyi lacked martial prowess, she had been taught by Qi Tianchen of Beili’s Astronomical Observatory and was far from ignorant.

During her time in Tianqi City, she had witnessed Prince Xiao Chuhe become a Grandmaster at the age of seventeen, earning the title of Beili’s greatest young prodigy.

Ye Ruoyi had always believed Xiao Chuhe was peerless among the youth.

But upon meeting Jiang Che today, she realized she had been wrong.

While Xiao Chuhe’s talent was remarkable, it paled in comparison to Jiang Che’s.

To reach the ninth level of the Grandmaster realm at just eighteen years old was unheard of. Ye Ruoyi doubted there were many prodigies of his caliber in all of Beili, or even the entire Jiuzhou Continent.

And on top of that…

He’s strikingly handsome!

As Ye Xiaoying’s only daughter, Ye Ruoyi had encountered countless outstanding young men, from royal princes to brilliant disciples of major sects.

Even ignoring his cultivation, Jiang Che’s appearance was unmatched.

His focused expression as he diagnosed her condition was particularly heart-stirring.

As she watched him, a faint blush crept across Ye Ruoyi’s pale cheeks, almost imperceptibly.