The Supreme Crazy Healer

Author: Leo

Chapter 1: Oliver Morris

Words : 1763 Updated : Aug 7th, 2025

"I'm Kora, 30 years old, curvy and sexy, fair-skinned and beautiful. My husband is a rich businessman, but after an accident, he's become disabled and can't have kids anymore. To inherit a huge family fortune, I'm looking for a quality man to help me become a mom and experience the joys of womanhood. If it works out, there's a $10,000 reward. Call XXXXXXXX." On the side of the street, Oliver Morris, wearing simple clothes, pulled out his phone and started dialing. People walking by looked at him like he was crazy. "That kid must be from the rural area if he believes this." "That's a scam." Oliver's face flushed. He couldn't even afford to eat. He was short on money. Three days ago, Oliver had been kicked off the mountain by his mentor. His mentor had raised him since he was a kid, learning ancient martial arts, medicine, geomancy, and divination. Due to his Burning Dragon Physique, he'd hit the bottleneck with his cultivation. He had to find a woman with a Floral Physique and sleep with her to unlock his dragon veins and reach the next level. His mentor also gave him a piece of Pegasus Jade and told him to find its four matching shards. Once he did, he'd get back the memories he lost before he was ten, including the truth about his identity. Finally, his mentor sent Oliver to Jamora to return a favor. A hundred years ago, his mentor had been saved by someone, and now, sensing through divination that his savior's descendants were in trouble, he sent Oliver to help them. Oliver owed his mentor a lot, so of course he didn't refuse. He happily left the mountain and headed for Jamora. But as soon as he got off the train, he realized someone had stolen his wallet. At first, Oliver thought he could make some cash reading fortunes and geomancy for people, but everyone said he was crazy. After wandering for three days, Oliver saw the ad taped to a utility pole and decided to swallow his pride. He dialed. "Hello?" A sweet voice answered right away. Oliver felt a tingle run down his spine. After all, he was still a virgin. "Uh, I was just wondering..." "No need to think, handsome. If we're meant to meet, it's fate. I'm waiting for you in room 601 at the Crystal Inn. Don't forget, it's 601." The woman's voice was so sweet it could hook anyone. "Oh, okay, I'm on my way." After asking for directions, Oliver hurried to the Crystal Inn. Before long, he found room 601. He nervously rubbed his hands together. Taking a deep breath, Oliver knocked on the door, heart pounding. "Come in, the door's open," a cold voice called from inside. Hmm? The voice didn't match the sweet one on the phone. Oliver thought it was weird, but shrugged it off. He pushed the door open and stepped inside, making sure to close it behind him. He walked down a short hallway, stepped into the room, and instantly froze. His eyes went wide like he was hypnotized. A woman was lying on the bed, maybe twenty or so, with a full chest, a tiny waist, and two long, pale, shapely legs. Her face was gorgeous and rosy, and her eyes had this icy, seductive look. Oliver was dumbfounded. Was this the same Kora who offered a huge reward for fathering a child? She was stunning. Right then, Oliver didn't care about the money anymore. He just wanted to help her out. "Find her! Even if you have to turn the whole place upside down, bring me that woman!" someone yelled angrily from outside. "Umm... should I take a shower first?" Oliver suggested. It was his first time, after all. He'd seen plenty in his mentor's stash of adult magazines, but doing it was a whole different story. He felt pretty awkward. As soon as he finished talking, the gorgeous woman on the bed suddenly grabbed his hand. "Shower? What for? Do it now," Rosalie Watson said through gritted teeth, breathing hard, her cheeks flushed. Just a few hours ago, Rosalie had been out drinking with clients. At first, she didn't notice anything strange, but as her head got foggier and her whole body heated up, she realized she'd been drugged. Using what little strength she had left, she managed to escape and made it to a motel nearby. Rosalie had tried to hold out, but it was no use. In the end, she decided to give herself to whoever came in first. Her virginity mattered less than her life. If she survived, she could always take revenge. Looking at Oliver's shabby clothes and worn-out shoes, he was a hick, but at least he looked decent. Better to give herself to this bumpkin than let that creep who drugged her win. "What? So soon? I'm not ready," Oliver hesitated, "It's my first time, you know." Rosalie was speechless. She was a virgin too. "Well? You coming or not? If not, get lost," Rosalie snapped. "Fine, fine. I'm not afraid of you." With that, Oliver pounced. Clothes flew everywhere. "Wait, she's a Floral Woman?" Oliver spotted a peony-shaped birthmark between Rosalie's breasts. He couldn't believe his luck. "Hurry up!" Rosalie urged, impatience in her voice, her body burning up. "Oh, right away." Oliver didn't hold back. He went at it like a wild animal. About half an hour later, Oliver and Rosalie were getting dressed again. Oliver looked at Rosalie and grinned. "What are you smiling at? Aren't you leaving?" Rosalie had sobered up, looking distant, her eyes sharp and unfriendly. Oliver said, "Well..." "What? You want another round? Dream on!" Rosalie thought to herself, giving her virginity to a hick like him was a waste. "No, I mean..." Oliver wondered, "Is she trying to stiff me on the payment?" "Enough! Don't say a word. Say a word about this to anyone and I'll have you taken care of," Rosalie threatened, baring her teeth. "Hey, you still haven't paid me yet." Oliver cut to the chase. Her virginity mattered, but so did his. "What... what did you say?" Rosalie froze. Did she hear that right? He took her virginity, and now he wanted her to pay him?

The Supreme Crazy Healer

Chapter 1: Oliver Morris

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