Chapter 1079: Chapter 605: One-Handed Push-Up on the Bed (Triple Extra Release)

The little fox was casually placed by Zhou Yitang on the imperial concubine’s couch. Earlier, it had sworn that no one would come in, but not long after it said that, it was instantly knocked out. Even if the little fox has a lot of power in its hands, it’s only a powerless creature. Chen Yi sighed deeply for a moment, and then, meeting Zhou Yitang’s gaze, he suddenly felt his predicament.

The one-armed woman glanced up and down without a trace of emotion and said blandly, "Much better."

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Chen Yi vaguely felt her gaze was a bit odd. Though he couldn’t confirm it, he sighed deeply and said, "I don’t even know how many meridians have been broken; turning around is agonizing. I’m like a deflated ball, unable to gather energy, and can’t tell how much of my martial arts realm has leaked away. If this is considered better, then I have never been so good in my life."

Upon hearing her disciple’s woes, she merely responded, "You can be healed."

Chen Yi found himself at a loss for words; he’d poured out all his bitterness from his internal organs, played the part of the victim, only to receive a terse response. If the little fox heard his words, it might take advantage of him for a year or two.

Under the lamp, she replied with a derisive laugh.

Chen Yi exhaled, not saying much, but straightened himself and asked:

"How is it outside?"

"It’s fine, everything is normal."

"Your words are always unclear, always like this," Chen Yi paused and added, "I’m just asking about Dragon and Tiger Mountain."

"You don’t care."

"..." That line nearly provoked Chen Yi, then after a moment, he said, "I just want to chat a bit more with my esteemed master, is that not allowed?"

Zhou Yitang glanced at him and said, "Allowed." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"What then?"

"...The Blind Arrow is dead, and the matter of Dragon and Tiger Mountain is done, there’s no need for the Tai Sha Sword. Just stay here and recuperate, then you can recover it, and those evil immortals from the south... have been completely wiped out. The south can be stable for a while, you can ask the Heavenly Master for specifics,"

As she spoke, Zhou Yitang glanced at Chen Yi’s battered body, her tone unwavering,

"Even when the wounds heal, the root ailment remains, you could return to Yin Sword Mountain to recover."

"...I won’t go," Chen Yi immediately rejected.

The lamp light cast the shadow of the one-armed woman’s profile on the wall, a twitch appeared on her brow,

"Why?"

"Why would there be? Meridians shattered aren’t a terminal illness, seeking some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, using secret techniques can eventually repair them. It’s convenient because I heard there are some within the Ming’an Divine Sect."

The teachings of Ming’an Divine Sect regard the human body as a cage that traps the pure soul, and thus the sect contains not a few secret techniques for transforming or even reconstructing the corporeal form. Zhu E’s magical disguise technique came from this, and during intimate times with this princess, Chen Yi has heard many secrets of the sect.

The one-armed woman contemplated for a moment and said:

"Good."

"I am going to the Southern Border not just to repair the meridians, but also to see Zhu E and Qin Qingluo, I might not return for a long time."

"Fine."

"Oh, and I have a child there too; I must go see him properly. Speaking of which, it’s my first time being a father."

"...Fine."

The one-armed woman paused briefly before slowly speaking.

Chen Yi detected something from her, and upon further observation, she discreetly looked him over for the fifth time, from top to bottom.

So he smiled and said: "...Zhou Yitang, why aren’t you in the least worried?"

She replied coldly: "Are you worried?"

"Yes, I’m worried, worried about healing, anxious to quickly recover to spar with you, also eager to go back to Yin Sword Mountain to honor my master, and yes, I’m hurried to challenge you to a duel, right..."

As Chen Yi dropped words left and right in reverse, Zhou Yitang’s expression grew increasingly inscrutable, he paused for a moment and sighed:

"Zhou Yitang, you don’t really want me to go back to Yin Sword Mountain to heal, you’re still thinking of the duel, aren’t you?"

The one-armed woman didn’t deny it and instead said:

"You also want to ask me something, don’t you?"

The candlelight flickered, the wax dripped onto the candlestick with a sizzled sound, and abruptly the sound became deathly quiet.

Along the way, they both have things they want to ask each other, but whenever they meet, whether by heaven’s will or human hearts’ desire, they would inevitably avoid each other as usual, she has, he has, she asks about the sword, he asks about the childish things.

After pondering for a long time, Chen Yi softly spoke: "Tongxuan isn’t with you, but you came here, does that mean... you have that kind of concern about the marriage in your heart."

"So what if I do? It’s merely a marriage." She paused, then added: "Even people have feelings for dead things, let alone people?"

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at her, softly saying: "You’ve changed a little, your tone doesn’t sound like you’re lecturing a disciple anymore."

Zhou Yitang hesitated for a moment, this was undeniable, and beyond denial he could always notice her difference from subtle aspects.

Chen Yi then continued: "Ha, is it because Tongxuan is gone? She’s in my Heart Lake, shall I call her to come out, return to you?"

Zhou Yitang suddenly raised her eyes,

"...She’s still there?"

Her face rarely showed surprise, lips subtle in movement, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Immediately, she saw Chen Yi forcefully prop himself halfway up, despite the pain coursing through his body, still shamelessly murmuring:

"There’s no such thing as a free lunch, if Shifu wants to see her, Shifu must first help disciple practice the sword."

Zhou Yitang swept him a glance disdainfully.

Chen Yi wore an innocent expression.

She asked coldly: "What do you want?"

Chen Yi intentionally remained silent.

"Now?" Zhou Yitang glanced at him again.

Chen Yi swallowed her breath.

"You are still injured." She said coldly.

Chen Yi sucked in a chilled breath for her.

"Forget it." She said softly.

Chen Yi let out a long sigh for her.

Zhou Yitang turned her head, her eyes as sharp as blades, asking: "Funny?"