"Just... just this once! There won’t be a next time!"
God knows how nervous she was when Wang Fu rushed in just now, she didn’t even dare to take a big breath.
Yet this guy actually... actually wasn’t afraid at all, and even took the advantage to advance.
Chen Ye pretended to helplessly spread his hands, pulling her into his arms: "Can you blame me? Guardian Wang suddenly burst in like a whirlwind. If you had come out then, I’m afraid by tomorrow, the whole Hunyuan City would be spreading gossip about us."
"You... you’re still making excuses!"
Mao Qingzhu shyly and furiously hit his chest, but it was soft without any strength.
Is this really the problem!?
Do you have any idea what you were just doing...?
But she was too embarrassed to say it out loud, which only made Chen Ye even more brazen. He lowered his head and whispered warmly by her ear:
"Alright, I’ll stop teasing you. Today they had a great victory, not only obtaining the inheritance but also effortlessly getting rid of the scourge, Yang Qiu. Such a splendid occasion, we naturally should celebrate well..."
With that, he didn’t care about Mao Qingzhu’s exclamation and immediately swept her off her feet, heading towards the bed in the inner chamber.
The night deepened, and spring filled the waterside pavilion, the curtains swaying.
Of course...
A certain female cultivator was absolutely not pleased.
These days, it’s been a celebration every day!
Aren’t you worried about your disciple?!
...
Time flew by.
The night was like ink.
Outside the wind-listening waterside pavilion, a graceful figure, like a fallen leaf, silently descended upon the ancient tree in Chen Ye’s courtyard.
The visitor was Huayue’s hidden dragon, Gu Tangyin.
Her expression slightly tight, a soul lantern hung on her waist, concealing her presence.
Moreover, as the daughter of the Lord of Hunyuan City, in Hunyuan City, she moved around with ease thanks to the guardian grand array.
Gu Tangyin silently pondered.
According to Zhong Yue, Yang Qiu perished while chasing Chen Ye’s disciple.
But...
Chen Ye’s disciple was only in the early period of Foundation Establishment...
Coupled with the anomalies in Luoxiao Grotto Heaven that day, and the sudden eruption of earth fire and the infuriated cloud dream flowers.
Intuition told Gu Tangyin.
Perhaps,
This Chen Ye is far from being as simple as he appears, he very likely knows some secrets about Luoxiao Grotto Heaven!
"He Qinyuan once said, Chen Ye’s divine sense is very strong, though his cultivation is still at the sixth-layer of Foundation Establishment, among the late period cultivators, few are stronger than him, perhaps he received the Heart Slaughter Sword Master’s divine soul inheritance."
She thought secretly,
"The Heart Slaughter Sword Master died by the hand of the Songyang demon, why did his inheritance leak? If it did leak, it’s only natural the inheritance involves some matters of the Songyang Sect."
Tonight, she intended to personally probe into Chen Ye’s depths, to see what secrets he truly had!
If this person had value to be exploited.
Gu Tangyin didn’t mind reconciling the past grievances and bringing him into her ranks.
She restrained all her aura, cautiously extended a wisp of her divine sense, attempting to spy on the reality of Chen Ye’s focused cultivation.
Strange sounds and images intermittently passed through the window into Gu Tangyin’s divine soul.
Especially that man’s impeccable, seemingly natural body... a sight she had never seen before.
Gu Tangyin’s divine sense trembled, a flush climbed up her delicate face, unsure if it was from anger or embarrassment.
"Shameless! Vile!"
She ground her teeth, feeling her eyes were sullied.
She originally thought this Chen Ye was deep and unassuming, and at this moment, surely he was diligently deducing some earth-shattering plan, or cultivating an unrivaled Dao law.
Little did she expect, in such a turbulent situation, this scoundrel was hiding in the room, indulging in pleasure with a woman, revelling night after night!
Upon hearing the woman’s voice inside,
Gu Tangyin suddenly understood!
No wonder he hadn’t been seen these days.
This rascal had been indulging in pleasure all along!
Truly shameless!
To think she had humbled herself to personally visit him at night!
A sense of absurdity welled up in her heart.
Gu Tangyin only found the sounds perceived by her divine sense exceedingly harsh, as she flicked her sleeve, and her figure vanished back into the boundless night.
Inside the room.
"Brother Ye... by doing this, can you really break through to the late period of Foundation Establishment?"
"Of course."
"You’re... you’re not fooling me, are you?" The woman was doubtful.
"Sister Qingzhu, the opportunity for a breakthrough is fleeting, if delayed any longer, I’m afraid..." the man sighed, "Besides, yin and yang in themselves are the great Dao, these days I’ve been practicing daily, precisely for the breakthrough."
"Ugh..."
Hearing him say this, the woman dared not delay any longer, no matter how ashamed she felt, she could only grit her teeth and continue.
Of course.
In reality, Chen Ye wasn’t deceiving Mao Qingzhu.
Since arriving in Hunyuan City, as if guided by the providence of Luoxiao Grotto Heaven, he had a faint epiphany and even found a couple of opportunities for a breakthrough.
Perhaps, one day he could break through to the late period of Foundation Establishment!
...
Luoxiao Grotto Heaven.
A spiritual stalactite cave.
The entrance was naturally concealed by a spiritual stone, which could isolate the investigation by cultivators to some extent.
Although the effect was limited, most cultivators of Luoxiao Grotto Heaven were in the early to middle stage of Qi Cultivation, which was more than enough to deal with them.
In the depths of the cave,
a natural cold spring emitted wisps of chilling air and was bubbling softly.
Beside the spring, three bedraggled girls were collapsed unevenly on the damp rocks.
"Hiss— It hurts so much..."
Qing Jun gritted her teeth, cautiously dipping her left arm into the cold spring.
Her fair arm, like a lotus root, was covered with black corpse marks eroded by the Eight-Armed Resentment Corpse.
Though her physical body was robust and her vitality was strong, this was the sinister corpse qi cultivated by Yang Qiu for many years. Without this cold spring to suppress it, it might have already invaded her heart through her meridians.
"That’s what you get for being lazy during cultivation, if your cultivation was a bit stronger, you could have used spiritual power to suppress it."