CHAPTER 378: CHAPTER 304: ACTING AS A GIRLFRIEND (COMBINED DOUBLE UPDATE)_3

Yin Weiyin remained silent for a long time. He turned his head and saw the sheet of xuan paper pinned to the wall, marked with numerous "正" characters — each one representing a time that Little Yin had tried to make him happy.

The female crown observed it for a while, then spoke clearly:

"Now that you’ve reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, you can begin to practice many techniques. Among them, the one I excel at most is the Paperman Technique. Tingxue, would you like me to teach you?"

Yin Tingxue glanced toward Chen Yi, seeking his opinion.

Chen Yi held Yin Weiyin close and spoke:

"What’s cooking up inside your belly?"

Yin Weiyin heard this and instinctively pressed against his lower abdomen, his face flushing red as he muttered:

"My belly... is already full, there’s no space for cooking up ideas."

Chen Yi chuckled softly and said tenderly:

"Then why bring this up?"

"...When I saw that sheet of paper, I thought of the papermen. When my teacher Yu Zhen first took me in as her disciple, the first technique she taught me was the Paperman Control Technique. She once told me that, to those who dwell atop the mountain, ordinary mortals are nothing more than a series of paper dolls."

"That notion doesn’t seem quite right."

"...Yes, you’re right." Yin Weiyin’s tone was ambiguous, leaving it unclear whether he truly agreed or was being sarcastic.

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow.

Seeing his expression, Yin Weiyin quickly changed the subject:

"Ah, I forgot to bring Square Land over."

"No problem, just remember to bring it next time." Chen Yi paused briefly before continuing: "Before you spend time teaching the little fox the Paperman Technique, why not share with me the Taoist principles you mentioned earlier? There’s an appropriate section in the text."

"Then... I’ll come over during my day off to talk about it." When she mentioned "day off," Yin Weiyin’s voice trembled slightly.

Chen Yi naturally understood what she feared and lowered his gaze thoughtfully.

After a moment, he grasped Yin Weiyin’s wrist and pressed against the acupoint in her palm.

The female crown looked at him in confusion, then her pupils shrank, her lips parting in disbelief.

True Yuan was being infused into her body by him...

One unit, two units, three units.

When the infusion was complete, Chen Yi released her hand and said:

"After you refine and absorb these three units of True Yuan, with your abilities, they’re worth about twelve years of cultivation. I’m lending them to you for now, so you can present yourself appropriately as the Taichua Goddess."

Under the night sky, Yin Weiyin gazed at him in stunned silence, only regaining her composure after a long pause. She murmured, "Thank you, husband..."

She would step into the Core Formation Realm again.

"There’s no need for unnecessary gratitude between us," Chen Yi remarked, brushing her cheek as he continued, "I took fifteen years of your cultivation to obtain three units of True Yuan. Even after you refine them, it’s only worth twelve years. A gain and a loss leave you short three years. Besides, it’s only a loan. Eventually, you’ll still owe me the full fifteen years."

Of course, the female crown understood. Regardless, her body softened, no longer tense. She whispered:

"Naturally, I understand."

"As long as you understand." Chen Yi let go of her.

More time passed, yet neither Chen Yi nor Yin Weiyin fell asleep. The first sound to break the silence of the bedroom was the faint, intermittent snoring of the little fox.

Yin Weiyin didn’t turn away. Her gaze remained fixed on Chen Yi as his fingertips traced along her waist. In this moment, she was the picture of serenity, her eyes lowered to the pillow—neither fully focused nor entirely absent, like a lotus standing in gentle rain.

Chen Yi watched her for a while and couldn’t help but softly say:

"Strikingly beautiful, a calamity to nations and men."

Her long, autumn-like eyes shifted slightly upward in response to his voice. Yin Weiyin looked at him, listening as his tone softened.

Chen Yi was looking at her, and she was also looking at him.

Did she truly appear so beautiful in his eyes? If so, then...

Yin Weiyin couldn’t help but ask:

"Then... should I also be your girlfriend?"

Chen Yi’s embrace paused slightly, his eyelids half-lowered, appearing contemplative.

Meanwhile, Yin Weiyin’s breathing quickened, no matter how she tried to control it—it only grew more rapid. Like a cascading waterfall, her long hair flowed downward.

Finally, she heard his voice, calm and ever so mild:

"I don’t like you that much yet."