One day, taking advantage of Liu Emei's secluded cultivation, Ma Xiaoqiu sought advice from Chen Yi alone,
"Daoist Chen, I've come to a decision. If I keep on fretting, I can't escape death anyway. I trust you, Daoist Chen. Could you diagnose me and see if there's any hope left for me?"
Ma Xiaoqiu was dressed lightly, her upper body curving like a peach and her long legs were fair and straight.
She'd made this decision because after getting closer to Liu Emei, many of her speculations had been confirmed,
If Liu Emei's physical condition could be healed, then perhaps seeking Chen Yi's help, might give her a glimmer of hope.
"Since Fairy Ma trusts me, I'll try my best. Come, settle down in the back room,"
Chen Yi led Ma Xiaoqiu into the Cave Mansion, where she flushed a bit, took off her shoes and socks, and laid down.
"Relax."
Chen Yi reached out and first took Ma Xiaoqiu's pulse, then he examined her major meridians and the Dantian region to sense their internal condition,
