Chapter 1039: Chapter 590: One Dragon, Two Tigers (Combined Parts 1 and 2)

In that case, what does she... like most about Chen Yi?

Unquestionably, it’s that thing.

Yin Weiyin drew closer, a half-moon silently pressing against his arm. She didn’t look at him, trying her best to let herself soften against him, "...I also... miss you dearly."

After being teased by Ying Yu multiple times on the way, Chen Yi couldn’t hold back anymore. He took a deep breath and held back his voice, asking: "Really?"

"Mm." The reply was as light as a mosquito’s buzz.

Chen Yi wrapped his arm around the female crown’s waist. Witnessing this, Yin Tingxue sighed in relief for the female crown. The Little Fox always hoped the women around him wouldn’t suffer at his hands.

Yin Weiyin raised her eyes to gauge Chen Yi’s expression. His hidden desire seemed like it could swallow a person whole. She felt a bit flustered; though dragons fought tigers, how could a single white tiger withstand an enraged red dragon?

Moreover, if it escalated, and Chen Yi seized the opportunity, wouldn’t all previous efforts be wasted?

After a brief thought, she said: "Speaking of which... should we... both do it together?"

The Little Fox, who had just breathed a sigh of relief for Great Yin, widened her eyes.

How did she get dragged into this?

Returning kindness with enmity!

Great Yin couldn’t handle it all by herself; if she had to endure Chen Yi’s storm alone, she’d be finished. There had to be a cute, obedient Xiao Yin to cool him down a bit.

Yin Tingxue was about to say something when he swept his gaze over her. She took two steps back, pressed her lips together, and finally just nodded vigorously, knowing she couldn’t escape this time.

Chen Yi smiled mischievously,

After all, such a good opportunity...

Why not start with a Yin pounce?

...

A dragon fighting two tigers, what a fierce spectacle it must be. Needless to say, the dragon was formidable, but the two tigers were no ordinary beasts: the big one white and fierce, the small one young and sparse...

The sudden rain had just ceased.

In the elegantly simple bedroom, steam rose to the rafters. Chen Yi exhaled over and over, his breaths long and drawn.

Bare-chested, he stretched his body to cool down for a while. The Little Fox, shy, turned away to pull up the covers, while the female crown stood still like a jade statue—an exquisite beauty as if plucked from a painting, only her breath giving her away.

After cooling down a bit, Chen Yi turned to move closer. Yin Weiyin, afraid he might start again, hesitated. Her moist, hot breath brushed his face. He closed his eyes and pulled her closer, their breaths sticky against one another.

A dragon fighting two tigers; Chen Yi, like parched land quenched by the rain, kissed her deeply, both satisfied and greedy.

In this regard, Yin Weiyin always knew what he wanted. After their marriage, she became even more skilled, leaving Xiao Yin behind by miles.

After a moment, they parted, and Chen Yi tenderly brushed her dark brows. Yin Weiyin remained silent, her clear, moist eyes gazing back calmly, with tiny beads of light scattered at the corners.

Chen Yi sighed deeply, saying: "If you didn’t play so many mind games, I might like you even more."

Yin Weiyin’s eyes glimmered upon hearing this and she said: "It’s not really mind games."

Chen Yi thought about it and agreed. It’s much better than before, though now there’s no reason even to make a cup of chrysanthemum tea.

The female crown’s thoughts differed; he was now too deeply involved, already liking her to the extreme—how could she say that with less mind games, he would like her more?

As Yin Weiyin savored the lingering sensations, she felt the acupuncture points in her body clearing up considerably, understanding the benefits brought by the dual cultivation method Chen Yi practiced. Her thoughts turned slightly, feeling a sense of indulging with the newfound pleasure.

However, her strength was depleting, her whole body feeling as if scorched by fire—numb and hard to sustain. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

In the end, it was still her lack of cultivation. After being apart from Shantong City for just half a year, her cultivation hadn’t advanced much; Chen Yi was her Golden Boy, and she needed to diligently engage in dual cultivation with him.

Speaking of dual cultivation... Yin Weiyin raised her eyes slightly, glancing at Chen Yi.

"What are you thinking?" Chen Yi asked.

Yin Weiyin hesitated slightly, whispering: "When... will you formally dual cultivate with me?"

Chen Yi was taken aback, puzzled: "Is our dual cultivation not formal?"

If this wasn’t formal, what would formal dual cultivation even be like?

"You haven’t practiced the Taihua Mountain cultivation method I follow, so it’s naturally not formal dual cultivation," Yin Weiyin’s voice was clear and calm, "Lingering at the level of flesh and skin—after all—is only a minor art."

Chen Yi squinted his eyes. Every time the female crown showed this expression, he always wanted to make her roll her eyes hard.

They had just been intimate, but Yin Weiyin was indifferent and said slowly, "If one practices the cultivation methods of Taihua Mountain, complementing each other in understanding the Dao together, they will achieve the balance of yin and yang, and the fusion of souls."

The fusion of souls... Chen Yi pondered for a moment, indeed that was something remarkable.

Seeing Chen Yi hadn’t explicitly refused, Yin Weiyin continued, "This method is called ’Void-Calling Phoenix Art’, ’The true essence is hidden in the void, the phoenix guides yin and yang’, the spiritual energy is like the chaotic void, through the combined power of male and female disciples, they draw the clear energy from nothingness, turning the formless into form, ultimately reaching the state where ’from void comes reality, two achieve Dao together’, which is quite similar to the martial artist’s Refining God and Returning Void..."

Chen Yi listened, feeling confused, and interrupted, "I don’t understand, just say, does this mean we can do it more often in the future?"

"...Yes." Yin Weiyin was unsure how to react to him, only able to sigh inwardly that in the end, he was just an ordinary person, and it was hard for the two to resonate.

The little fox holding the bedding chuckled softly, unsure whether it was at Chen Yi, or at Yin Weiyin, or perhaps both.

Yin Weiyin, however, gave Xiao Yin a glance. Regardless of who it was laughing at, this laughter was truly untimely, perhaps it was even at her.

Xiao Yin furrowed her brows slightly, thinking it was one thing for Sister Weiyin to repay kindness with enmity, she herself didn’t care about it either and took some responsibility for her, why was she like this... Xiao Yin was a little dissatisfied, but still managed to suppress it.

The female crown wasn’t using the Heavenly Ear Technique; she didn’t know Yin Tingxue’s thoughts, and even if she had the Heavenly Ear, she wouldn’t remedy it, merely considering it a light pressure tactic.

And now, she had her own concerns. Chen Yi and she were indeed the golden boy and jade girl, yet not having practiced the cultivation methods of Taihua Mountain, the so-called Dual Cultivation could only stay superficial, unable to further achieve yin and yang balance, turning the formless into form, or even accomplishing Dao Cheng.

Though it sounded good now and Chen Yi’s attitude was ambiguous, suggesting consent, consent was not a verbal affirmation. Yin Weiyin thought for a bit, deciding it was best to send Lin Wanxiao over as soon as possible.

Everything was ready, only a minor trick was left to be done.

......

Chen Yi, after all, was young and strong. Both women were exhausted, nestled weakly in the bedroom and unable to come out. After some tenderness, he got up, changed his clothes, and pushed the door open to leave.

After a few steps, he reached the hall, then turned his head and saw Miss Donggong floating and staring eye to eye with the Donggong girl on the ground.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Yi looked puzzled and asked.

"Just looking at myself. You wouldn’t let me in, and you even put up a sound insulation talisman, so I could only look at myself out of boredom." Donggong Ruoshu spoke with a bit of grievance, yet sincerely.

"And what did you find out?"

Donggong Ruoshu clapped her hands with a snap and said, "I didn’t realize I was such a National Beauty!"

Chen Yi was a bit taken aback, thinking she might be pondering how to return to her body, not expecting she had spent so much time merely admiring herself.

It must be said, a stupid girl is still a stupid girl. If his big Yin couldn’t return to her body, she would have been worried sick.

Donggong Ruoshu continued to gaze, her eyes inadvertently falling on the knife at her waist that hadn’t been unsheathed for a long time, suddenly saying, "There’s someone interesting in Qilin Hall."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. Donggong Ruoshu was considered a martial arts fanatic and a disciple of the Broken Swordsman; for someone to catch her interest, they must not be ordinary.

"Who?"

"The one standing beside you when you fought," Donggong Ruoshu recalled, "the one wielding the knife, very skilled, I met him once when I was young."

Chen Yi was even more curious. Miss Donggong, no matter what, hailed from the Western Jin Family. For this person to have met her, if not of noble birth, then they must have an extraordinary master.

He briefly recalled and realized there indeed was a person who dragged the defeated Qian Anning away; however, that person showed no hostility and concealed their presence well, so Chen Yi didn’t have a deep impression of them.

"If possible, I’d like to have a match too, as we’re from the same generation." Donggong Ruoshu said with a little sentiment.

Previously she hadn’t realized, but now that she encountered a desired opponent, it felt difficult not having a physical body.

Chen Yi laughed, "Don’t you have me?"

"But you’re a bit too strong."

"I mean you can watch while I fight, maybe you can imagine yourself in the battle."

Upon hearing this, the stupid girl’s eyes lit up, feeling astounded, she was just about to ask, "When’s the fight?"

But just then,

urgent footsteps sounded from outside the guest courtyard,

"Battalion Commander Chen, Battalion Commander Chen!"

"The Master Qian you fought earlier... is dead!"