There Are Too Many Girls, Which Greatly Delays My Cultivation Of Immortality.

In a small room, various pastries were placed on the table, looking delicious.

Ye Qingchen tasted them with relish, secretly praising that even though this world was in the era of a feudal dynasty, the craftsmanship of pastry making was not inferior to that of his previous life.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Oh no, the palace lord has fainted!"

"Quick, go fetch the doctor!"

"The palace lord seems to be very weak, what should we do?"

Outside, there was suddenly a lot of noise and commotion.

Ye Qingchen frowned and swiftly went out of the room, heading straight to the palace lord's chamber.

There, he saw the palace lord dressed in white inner garments, lying flat on the bed with closed eyes and a pale face.

Ye Qingchen extended his finger to check the breath and indeed found it weak.

The female disciple standing by the bed looked panicked and didn't know what to do.

At that moment, Ye Qingchen noticed a bowl of unfinished soup on the small table beside the bed.

He picked it up and smelled it, understanding the situation.

"The palace lord has been confined for a long time and has likely suffered some torment. Her meridians are damaged, and her body is extremely weak. Now that she has just seen the light of day again, you have made this nourishing soup for her, but it won't replenish her energy. The imbalance of yin and yang has caused blockage in her meridians. If we don't clear it soon, it's unlikely she will survive for even a quarter of an hour!"

Ye Qingchen pondered.

Jingyi worriedly said, "The nearest doctor will probably take half an hour to arrive. What should we do?"

"We're done for, we've harmed the palace lord!" One of the female disciples immediately burst into tears.

"Do you have silver needles?" Ye Qingchen asked.

Jingyi nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Go get them and let me treat the palace lord."

Jingyi hesitated and asked, "Young Master Ye, do you understand medicine?"

"A little bit."

Acupuncture, acupressure, pharmaceuticals, alchemy—these were all mandatory courses for cultivating immortality. Moreover, the comprehension of these subjects by cultivators was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Although Ye Qingchen's cultivation had been crippled, he still remembered various knowledge.

Jingyi hesitantly said, "The palace lord's status is noble, and we can't afford any mistakes. If Young Master Ye isn't confident, please don't attempt it lightly."

Ye Qingchen solemnly said, "If we delay any longer, it's likely too late!"

Jingyi was still hesitant. Suddenly, the palace lord on the bed coughed twice, slightly opened her eyes, and murmured, "Jingyi, let Young Master Ye perform acupuncture!"

Jingyi nodded and signaled to a maid named Xiaocui. Xiaocui nodded in response and quickly ran out.

"Young Master Ye, the palace lord's status is noble, not to be taken lightly! Please be careful!" Jingyi still couldn't rest assured and reminded him.

Ye Qingchen thought to himself, "You keep emphasizing her noble status. Isn't she just the leader of a martial arts sect? How noble can she be?"

Damn, could it be that she really is a princess?

At this moment, Xiaocui brought the needle kit and handed it to Ye Qingchen.

"Quickly help the palace lord sit up, undo her clothes, and expose her back. I need to perform acupuncture!"

"What?" Jingyi hesitated, "Expose... expose her back?"

"Have you ever seen acupuncture performed through clothes?"

Helpless, Jingyi and Xiaocui helped the palace lord sit up.

After undoing her clothes, they tightly covered the front with the blanket, revealing the back.

Ye Qingchen took out nine silver needles and inserted them one by one.

The palace lord immediately coughed violently, opened her eyes, and took deep breaths.

"Palace lord, you're awake! How do you feel?"

"I feel much better, and I have strength in my whole body!"

The disciples were overjoyed and looked astonished.

At this moment, the palace lord noticed that her back was exposed and couldn't help but blush. She gratefully said, "Young Master Ye has saved me once again!"

"Palace lord, please don't speak. There are a few more needles to go."

In fact, the treatment was already complete, but Ye Qingchen, seeing the faint blush gradually appearing on her back, so delicate and alluring, couldn't help but become mischievous.

He took out three needles and changed their positions.

Suddenly, the palace lord frowned, closed her eyes, and showed an extremely painful expression. Her hands involuntarily grabbed the bedsheet tightly.

Her face was flushed, gasping for breath, and beads of sweat were oozing from her body.

"Palace Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Ye Gongzi, is the Palace Master okay?"

The female disciples became worried again.

Ye Qingchen didn't say anything.

The Palace Master bit her lip, as if enduring great pain, and suddenly said, "You...you all...go out first!"

The female disciples looked at each other, not understanding.

"Go out!" The Palace Master was a little annoyed.

The female disciples didn't dare to disobey, so they had to go out and close the door.

"What...what kind of needle did you use on me? Why...why do I feel something strange?"

The Palace Master's face was flushed, and her breathing became heavier. The hair at the temples was already dampened by sweat, sticking to her face.

"The Palace Master's blood circulation was not smooth, but it was suddenly unblocked just now. Naturally, you would feel refreshed and comfortable all over. It's nothing strange!"

Ye Qingchen explained casually, but he knew that the Palace Master at this moment was probably feeling ecstatic and floating in the clouds.

If it were an ordinary woman, she would probably be screaming uncontrollably by now.

But this Palace Master, she could still endure and not make a sound. This level of mental fortitude was admirable.

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear to tease her anymore, so he quickly put away all the silver needles.

The Palace Master took a deep breath and quickly put on her clothes.

She bit her lip, glanced sideways, and looked at Ye Qingchen with a deep meaning in her eyes.

It seemed like a sense of relief.

And it seemed like a lingering reluctance, unsatisfied.

"Thank you, Ye Gongzi!" The Palace Master wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Please wait outside, Ye Gongzi. I will thank you properly after I change my clothes!"

...

Half an hour later.

The courtyard garden was bathed in the bright sun.

The Palace Master changed into a luxurious outfit, wearing a golden hairpin and a jade belt, radiating elegance and nobility as she sat on a wicker chair.

A group of disciples stood on either side.

She had been locked in a dark cellar for a long time, and just now, Ye Qingchen had opened up her meridians, restoring her vitality. She couldn't wait to come out and bask in the sun.

Ye Qingchen saw that her appearance and figure were indeed exactly the same as the fake Palace Master.

But unlike the fake Palace Master's charm and coquettishness, this woman exuded a sense of dignity in her demeanor and appearance.

He couldn't help but secretly admire her. She had been locked in a dark cellar for over a year, living like a dog without seeing the light of day. Ordinary people would probably have gone crazy or become foolish.

But she could quickly adjust her demeanor, which showed her inner strength.

"Ye Gongzi, your martial arts skills are extraordinary, and your medical skills are superb. May I ask which sect you are from?"

"I am just a wanderer from the countryside, without any sect or school."

The Palace Master nodded in surprise and said, "You saved me twice today, and you have saved the Douyin Palace as well. I really don't know how to thank you."

"Palace Master, you're being too polite. I just stumbled upon it by accident," Ye Qingchen said modestly.

The Palace Master took out a golden token from her sleeve and said, "I present you with a token of gratitude. I hope you will accept it, Ye Gongzi?"

Upon hearing this, the female disciples all showed a surprised expression, as if this token of gratitude was a great honor.

"A token of gratitude?" Ye Qingchen showed a disdainful expression.

He thought to himself, I'm just a newcomer here, penniless, without even a place to stay. It would be nice if you could give me some money.

Although he was a cultivator, he still needed to eat, drink, and live a normal life.

In his previous life on Earth, he even owned several companies just to support his cultivation expenses.

Being in the mortal world, he wanted to experience all the worldly pleasures and enjoy the fireworks of the human world.

What benefits does this token bring?

The Palace Master explained, "The Douyin Palace is composed of female disciples, and establishing a sect is particularly difficult. Only those who have shown great gratitude to the Douyin Palace can receive this token.

In the future, if Ye Gongzi needs the help of the Douyin Palace, as long as it doesn't violate the rules, you can mobilize up to one hundred disciples with this token.

The entire Douyin Palace is grateful and will never refuse."

Ye Qingchen thought to himself, as a cultivator, I will become a figure who can walk horizontally in this world. These female disciples have average martial arts skills. Even if I can mobilize one hundred of them, it won't be of much use to me.

However, all these women from the Douyin Palace are quite attractive. With this token, I can command these girls as I please, and I can do whatever I want.

Even if they come occasionally to sing a song, dance, and accompany me for a drink, it would be good.