CHAPTER 374: CHAPTER 302: I’LL GO PERSUADE HIM

There is a meditation mat in the guest room.

The night sky had neither a bright moon nor a sky full of stars, only a gloomy color remained.

During the days when she was isolated as the Saintess, Yin Tingxue stood alone by the window, looking outside. She hated this kind of sky the most, where she couldn’t appreciate the moon or the stars.

This kind of sky reminded her that she was all alone in the world.

"Are you ready?"

As she was lost in thought, a cool voice sounded by her ear.

Yin Tingxue came back to her senses, took a couple of steps to the mat’s side, and gave a knowing smile at the one-armed woman.

Even though the sky was the same, she was not alone anymore.

At least she still had Master Zhou as a friend.

And even if she didn’t have this friend in the next life,

she still had that boyfriend who promised to be with her for ten lifetimes... and his mother.

For some reason, Yin Tingxue felt at ease.

Zhou Yitang glanced at her.

Yin Tingxue shivered slightly, and immediately dared not delay, sitting cross-legged on the mat immediately.

Zhou Yitang sat behind the young girl. By rights, the Heavenly Ear Technique in Foundation Establishment needed no protector, she could break through by herself.

But since she had nothing else to do, she took the opportunity to guide the girl new to cultivation to familiarize herself with the body’s acupoints.

She raised her only hand, pressing her fingers lightly onto the girl’s spine acupoint, applying a bit of force.

Yin Tingxue shuddered, the tingling sensation echoing through her acupoint, her lips instinctively exclaimed:

"No, husband..."

Before she could finish, she quickly covered her mouth.

A slightly cold gaze came from behind her.

Yin Tingxue shrank a bit, her small hands layered over each other, her hands were white, and her face was red.

When Chen Yi played with her, sometimes he would press her acupoints, causing her to shrink back involuntarily, so over time she developed this reflex.

Whenever she needed something from him, she would call him husband.

"Continue." After a moment, a calm voice came from behind.

Fortunately, Master Zhou was understanding, and Yin Tingxue let out a sigh of relief.

She focused and pursed her lips tightly.

Zhou Yitang’s Primordial Qi flowed into her acupoint through her fingertips:

"This is the Jingmen Acupoint."

Yin Tingxue responded:

"Above Qi Sea, the main pathway to the grotto-heaven."

"Chant it in your heart, do not speak out loud."

"Okay."

"Do not speak out loud."

The little fox nodded, repeating in her mind: "Okay."

Zhou Yitang’s Primordial Qi started flowing from Yin Tingxue’s Jingmen Acupoint, connecting with her other acupoints.

"This is the Qi Sea Acupoint."

"This is the Soul Gate Acupoint."

"This is the Tianzong Acupoint."

...

With each word, corresponding tingling sensations arose in her body, and Yin Tingxue silently responded in her heart as she listened to Zhou Yitang.

All the first four acupoints related to Foundation Establishment were traversed by Zhou Yitang’s Primordial Qi; once her Qi paused, Yin Tingxue naturally guided the Qi in those locations.

More and more Qi gathered, gradually sinking into the Dantian following the meridians, opening up the grotto-heaven.

As the Qi rotated in the Dantian, Yin Tingxue felt her belly sometimes slightly bulging and sometimes slightly falling; the Qi formed a vortex, calling for more Qi.

And the Qi accumulated in the previous four acupoints had become insufficient.

This was when she needed to enter the second stage of Foundation Establishment, drawing Qi from other acupoints.

Zhou Yitang reached out her finger again, just about to press against a new acupoint.

Suddenly, Princess Jing Wang’s high-pitched voice penetrated through the walls:

"Stop, stop! You stop for a moment!"

Zhou Yitang’s eyes narrowed slightly, pressing forward as usual.

Yin Tingxue was startled, the force from behind inexplicably increased, doubling the tingling sensation, taking her by surprise.

"Ah..."

Before Zhou Yitang could glance at her, Yin Tingxue closed her mouth.

The one-armed woman remained undisturbed, continuing to press the other acupoints,

"This is the Jianjing Acupoint."

"This is the Bingfeng Acupoint."

"This is..."

Amid her words, another voice passed through the walls: "I won’t behead the red dragon, I can’t beat it... I can’t beat it..."

The noise was incessant, Zhou Yitang took a breath, pressing onto the next acupoint, saying:

"This is the Baihuan Acupoint."

Yin Tingxue trembled once more, this time accompanied by a slight sting, mixed with the tingling.

"It hurts."

She panicked slightly, quickly saying:

"Master Zhou, don’t rush..."

"I’m not rushing."

The one-armed woman replied with some impatience.

"If you’re not rushing, good, not rushing... ah! Ugh... why are you rushing again?"

"...Do not make a sound."

.........

The candlelight dimly lit.

The female crown, who kept saying she wanted to behead the red dragon, had lost all sense of direction.

Her mind was dizzy and heavy, her eyes frequently rolling upwards.

Her body seemed gradually becoming foreign to her.

Ever since returning from Joyful Sect, Yin Weiyin had felt these confused sensations more often, yet somehow enticing.

Moreover, what brought her these feelings was her Ignorance.

Her lifelong fear, doing such things to her...

A strange sense of pleasure and satisfaction.

Yin Weiyin was about to faint completely; her voice pleading weakly, her vision gradually darkening.

And Chen Yi was already murmuring the Harvesting technique.

"Harmony of Yin and Yang, the union of Sun and Moon..."

The familiar words seeped into her consciousness intentionally or not, sensing the loss of her cultivation, Yin Weiyin sobered a little.

At first, her heart was filled with indescribable sorrow, but she endured it by gritting her teeth.

But as more and more cultivation ebbed away, and her body further lost control and strength, she suddenly realized something.

"Enough, enough! How can you take so much, don’t... you can’t take this much... why, why? Please, don’t take anymore! Ugh... why?"

In her panicked vision, she saw him gazing down at her trembling self, stating each word clearly:

"I told you, behave yourself."

Yin Weiyin shivered with coldness, stiffened for a moment, wanting to resist, but her body became limp and unresponsive again.

......

After who knows how long, the female crown’s eyes were filled with tears, still trembling slightly.

Chen Yi had mercilessly harvested five years of her cultivation...

Now, she had fallen back once more.

The last time she fell to the early Core Formation, but now she further regressed to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

After nearly twenty years of cultivation, with Chen Yi harvesting ten years once and five years another time, if this continued, it wouldn’t be long before she became a small Qi Cultivator again.

The thought of this possibility caused fear to surge backward, she tremulously raised her gaze to Chen Yi.

Chen Yi’s gaze just happened to sweep over.

Yin Weiyin was startled, her body turning rigid like a piece of wood.

But Chen Yi thought for a moment, then casually pulled her over, holding her onto his lap.

They were very close, his body heat burning her too, causing goosebumps to rise on her alabaster skin, but she ultimately gritted her teeth and called:

"Husband..."

As the words fell, Chen Yi softened a bit, asking:

"How much cultivation do you have left?"

Yin Weiyin shrank back, burying her head into Chen Yi’s shoulder, panting heavily, sweat gathering on her, her complexion extremely flushed,

"Five, five years... only five years left, please don’t... don’t take anymore."

"But you’re not behaving." Chen Yi replied in a slightly cold voice.

Yin Weiyin became stilled, overwhelmed with guilt, unsure of how to reply.

She could only lie on Chen Yi, trembling, surrounded entirely by fear.

Both losing her cultivation and not knowing how to reconcile his enmity with the Jing Prince’s Mansion made her feel helpless because she was both his cauldron concubine and his enemy.

The night outside was as deep as water, the faint candlelight lingered nearby, Yin Weiyin bit her lip, tightly pressed against him, chen Yi gently stroked her slender back, listening to her soft and alluring breaths, reminiscing about the wonderful sensation from before.

Sometimes, because she was never truly well-behaved, he really wanted to lock her in this courtyard.

After all, cultivators could fast, could feed on wind and dew, could be free from monthly concerns...

Gently caressing her, Chen Yi’s emotions were slightly complex, then teasingly said:

"You’ve established your foundation, and I... seem to have reached the Golden Core."

As the words fell, Yin Weiyin’s autumn water eyes gradually widened, then her eye rims tingled with tears.

It was as if she silently asked: How could you have reached the Golden Core?

Chen Yi merely returned a playful smile.

For a moment, she forgot what Supreme Forget Love Technique was, her heart both sour and bitter, several times biting her lip, unable to hold back.

In the end, Yin Weiyin murmured tearfully:

"Even at Golden Core, you still need to harvest me..."

Her tears fell onto Chen Yi’s shoulder, leaving tiny marks.

Chen Yi did not respond, just held this confused woman a little tighter.

It wasn’t that he didn’t have soft feelings; he was merely holding them back for her.

Silence crept through the room as Yin Weiyin’s senses returned, lying in his arms, her gaze vacant like she was dazed, forgetting even why she came over.

But even if she remembered, she didn’t dare to say.

Rather than speaking, it was better not to think at all. Yin Weiyin’s heartbeat slowly returned to normal, footsteps sounded outside.

Chen Yi gently shifted her aside, saying:

"That side should be successful, I’ll go take a look."

The female crown barely audibly hummed a response.

Chen Yi watched her quietly for a while, brushed her disheveled hair aside, and said:

"Behave yourself."

Then he got up and left.

Yin Weiyin gathered the quilt, covering herself, quietly gazing into the gloom ahead; unknowingly the candlelight dimmed, the gloom turned to darkness, everything appearing deeply mirrored to the World of Ignorance.

The female crown remained dazed for a long time.

After a while, footsteps sounded outside.

Yin Tingxue walked into the bedroom with small steps, the young girl had just completed her Foundation Establishment, unaware of what had transpired, now just wanting to share her joy.

She leaned on the side of the bed, a bit excitedly:

"Sister Weiyang, I successfully established my foundation."

"Oh, congratulations." The female crown said weakly, "I also successfully established my foundation."

Yin Tingxue blinked, then saw a tear sliding down the corner of her cousin’s eye.

Realizing something was wrong, she said in astonishment:

"Why are you crying? Let me get a handkerchief for you."

Saying so, Yin Tingxue took out a handkerchief from the dressing table drawer, approached the female crown’s side, and carefully wiped away Yin Weiyin’s tears.

Having her tears wiped away, the female crown shuddered belatedly, her tears unstoppable.

"Why are you crying, Sister Weiyang?"

Yin Tingxue found it unpleasant and softly said:

"If something’s wrong, just tell me..."

"My husband reached the Golden Core, can’t I cry with joy?"

The female crown forcefully dropped this line, her tears fell even more heavily.

The young girl understood something, her handkerchief paused, she pondered for a moment, then softened her voice, saying:

"I’ll go persuade him..."