Ji Shiyou applied what he learned, mimicking the actions, and left the three "Living Immortals" speechless.
They had no way to prove the identity of the "Living Immortals."
Just then, someone outside the door suddenly spoke, claiming to be able to prove the identity of the "Living Immortals."
As the voice faded, a figure flashed, and a group of people entered.
Leading them was Tian Jian.
Following behind were disciples of the Golden Crow Palace who had been on a mission to Sifang Mountain.
And two young people, a man and a woman, both unfamiliar faces.
The woman wore a green dress and was tall and slender.
Her demeanor was like a bamboo shoot, standing tall and graceful.
The man wore a sky-blue long robe, appearing ethereal.
He stood there without a trace of worldly dust, like an immortal banished from heaven.
However, his face was pale, as if he had suffered severe injuries.
It was this man who had spoken earlier.
"Why are you here?"
Seeing the group enter, both the "Living Immortal" and Mingyue asked simultaneously.
However, the "Living Immortal" stood still, his face stern.
Mingyue, on the other hand, like a butterfly flitting through flowers, leaped towards the woman in green.
She hugged her tightly and exclaimed with surprise.
The woman in green also smiled and held Mingyue close.
"You still recognize me? I thought you'd forgotten me."
The woman in green suddenly changed her expression, pushing Mingyue away and saying with displeasure.
"Good Bamboo Ji, I was just too focused on making a fortune!
I was planning to find you after this job.
Don't be angry, okay?"
The woman before them was Mingyue's only friend.
Along with her partner in crime, Bamboo Ji.
She was the bamboo demon who had robbed Ji Shiyou and others at Sifang Mountain.
"Alright, I forgive you.
Let me introduce you, this is my husband, Cheng Zui."
Seeing Mingyue begging her like a puppy, Bamboo Ji's defenses crumbled, and she smiled.
She pulled the man in the blue robe beside her to introduce him.
"Cough, cough, cough! Don't talk nonsense."
Pulled forward by Bamboo Ji, the man in the blue robe's originally pale face
immediately flushed red, and he vehemently denied it.
Bamboo Ji's appearance here was a long story.
It turned out that on Sifang Mountain that day,
Ji Shiyou had broken the formation eye of the Five Elements Maze. Bamboo Ji was the controller of the formation.
Due to the backlash of the formation, she was sent flying and fell unconscious.
When she woke up, she found herself lying in bed.
"Miss, you're awake?
Have some food. This is a seven-colored mushroom soup I brewed with water from the heavens.
It's good for your recovery. Please have some."
As Bamboo Ji stared at the ceiling, thinking she was dreaming,
the door opened, and a pleasant male voice sounded.
Then, a man in his early twenties, dressed in a blue robe, entered with a bowl.
He looked like a jade tree in the wind, handsome and peerless.
Bamboo Ji's eyes were immediately drawn to him.
The man before her seemed to be bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun,
shimmering like he had stepped out of a storybook.
Whether it was his appearance, his build, or even his voice and smile,
he was the male protagonist of her imagination, the prince of her dreams.
"Husband!"
Bamboo Ji, who was immersed in storybooks, was a devout believer in love at first sight.
The moment she saw the man, she was captivated.
She felt she had met her destined one, that this man was tailor-made for her.
In her view, there was no need for shyness.
She believed in speaking out if you liked someone. Since heaven
had sent the man she wanted before her, she could not miss this opportunity.
Therefore, without his consent, she made a unilateral decision.
This man was her husband.
"She didn't hit her head, why is she talking nonsense upon waking?"
"Miss, my name is Cheng Zui, not husband.
Your injury was to your chest, causing your meridians to reverse, leading to your coma.
Allow me to take your pulse again and see what's wrong."
The man's handsome brows furrowed upon hearing Bamboo Ji call him husband.
After muttering to himself, he greeted Bamboo Ji.
He placed the bowl of soup on the small table by the bed.
He extended two fingers and placed them on Bamboo Ji's pulse at her wrist, under her sleeve.
His expression was solemn yet inquisitive, his brow furrowed.
"Miss, the injury on your chest has already healed.
However, your pulse is now agitated, and your heart is beating faster.
May I ask if you have had any heart conditions before?
The frequency of this heartbeat is too fast, somewhat abnormal," Cheng Zui asked with confusion.
He had been taught by a renowned master since childhood and was confident in his medical skills.
Yet, Bamboo Ji's pulse now stumped him.
Such a pulse was not recorded in medical books, nor had his master taught him about it.
He thought to himself that this must be a difficult case.
"Cheng Zui, a nice name.
I don't have a heart condition; it's just that seeing you makes my heart flutter.
You just said my chest injury has healed.
How did you know? Did you look? Ugh!
Men and women should not touch. Since you've already done this to me,
you must marry me, or how will I ever get married?"
Bamboo Ji spoke coquettishly, feigning innocence.
She was openly teasing Cheng Zui, implicitly forcing him to marry her.
"Miss, you speak without reason. I am a physician.
In a physician's eyes, patients are not divided by gender.
Moreover, I can diagnose illnesses solely by taking the pulse, without needing to unbutton your clothes to examine the wound.
Miss, please rest assured, I took your pulse through your sleeve.
I did not touch your body, nor did I ruin your reputation.
Miss, you need not worry, you can be at ease with your family."
Cheng Zui's handsome face blushed, and he nervously explained.
"Is that so? What a clueless blockhead, but I like it.
Then let me ask you, you brought me back, didn't you?
Did you carry me on your back or in your arms?
I am an unmarried young lady, and you have carried me. Don't you have to take responsibility?"
Bamboo Ji's eyes darted, and she continued to make things difficult.
She refused to believe she wouldn't be able to latch onto him today!
Before she fainted, she clearly remembered being in the mountains.
Now that she was in a room, Cheng Zui must have saved her and brought her back.
Either he carried her on his back or in his arms.
"Miss, I really didn't carry you on my back or in my arms.
I was out of the valley gathering herbs and saw you lying unconscious in the mountains.
Knowing the difference between men and women, I couldn't just leave you to die.
So, I put you in the herb basket I was carrying and brought you back."
Cheng Zui waved his hands, afraid of being misunderstood by Bamboo Ji.
"You're truly worse than an animal! I'm so beautiful and charming,
and even when I was unconscious, you didn't take advantage of the opportunity!"
Bamboo Ji gritted her teeth in anger, picturing herself being placed in a basket.
"I have no way to repay your life-saving kindness.
This humble woman, Bamboo Ji, can only offer herself in marriage. I hope you will not dislike me."
Bamboo Ji thought to herself, thankfully she had read many storybooks.
She was well-versed in the thirty-six stratagems of women pursuing men, or she would have been at a loss.
Since you are so stubborn, I will use my ultimate move.
"Saving lives and healing the injured is a physician's duty. Miss, you need not be polite.
Your injury is no longer serious. Miss, please leave the valley.
You need not see me off when you go."
Although Cheng Zui grew up in the Immortal Valley, almost isolated from the world,
he could tell that the young lady before him had designs on him.
Thus, his expression turned serious, and he politely refused.
The meaning of his words translated to: Please leave and close the door behind you.
"Hmph! Trying to drive me away.
To tell you the truth, I've taken a liking to you.
Whether you agree or not, you will agree.
From today, no, from this moment on.
You are my husband, and I am your wife, do you understand?"
Bamboo Ji lost her patience, dropped the pretense, and revealed her true colors.
She got out of bed, cornered Cheng Zui, and said fiercely.