Chapter 1090: Chapter 608: You Must Practice Self-Restraint (Part 2)

Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of ropes. Chen Yi was always very cautious about such matters.

The Old Saintess understood the meaning and muttered, "You kid really have a big fate, reaching such a stage..."

From this remark, Chen Yi detected some unusual hint and directly said, "Just speak plainly, no need for preludes."

"Why are you in such a hurry, kid."

"If you have the guts, then don’t speak."

"Alright, alright, I’ll talk." With that, the Old Saintess extended her Divine Sense to check the surroundings, "No one else is here, right."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance, then slightly nodded.

Thereupon, the Old Saintess took a deep breath, lowered her voice mysteriously, "Kid, do you want to join my Holy Sect?"

Hearing this, Chen Yi was momentarily stunned, realizing that this old woman wanted to say this. Instinctively wanting to refuse, he shook his head but stopped, his eyebrows slightly raised.

In the past, he disliked the Demon Sect, not only due to its nature but also because Yin Tingxue, who was the Demon Sect Saintess, had killed him. But now, Yin Tingxue has become his Little Fox, and past matters were all discarded. Now, in order to gather the capital to negotiate with those "Heavenly People," enhancing his strength through the Divine Sect is indeed necessary.

Moreover, he was severely injured, and he did need the secret techniques from the Divine Sect as assistance, as well as Zhu E, Qin Qingluo, and the newly born Qin Yue. Unknowingly, he had long been pushed together with the Divine Sect, like grasshoppers tied to the same rope.

Upon thinking this, Chen Yi neither denied nor affirmed but jestingly said, "I’ve been with your Demon Sect Saintess, let alone your Divine Sect?"

The Old Saintess frowned; his words showed inclination yet were vague. She wanted to probe deeper, and examine his relationship with Zhu E, but before she could speak out, she was abruptly stopped.

Chen Yi looked up.

As the courtyard gate was gently pushed open, Primordial Monarch Yu Zhen stepped in under the guidance of Zhou Yitang.

.........

"Greetings, Primordial Monarch." Chen Yi shrugged and said courteously, "I am injured, so I cannot perform the proper etiquette."

"No harm, no harm. There’s no need for formalities, focus on recovering."

Primordial Monarch Yu Zhen wore a gentle smile. It wasn’t clear if it was Chen Yi’s misconception, but her attitude seemed friendlier than before.

He vaguely remembered that at the underground palace in the beginning, she viewed him merely as a tool for Yin Weiyin’s understanding. Later, after the underground palace incident, she became wary, and by the time they reached the underworld, she recognized him, entrusted him with a favorite pupil, and now she viewed him increasingly akin to a mother-in-law watching a son-in-law, seeing him more favorably with time.

As his relationship with Yin Weiyin changed, the people around Yin Weiyin also changed their attitude toward him.

This change in attitude has its reasons; it is evident that his role in the eyes of Primordial Monarch Yu Zhen is becoming increasingly important.

"It’s unknown why the Primordial Monarch is visiting today?" Chen Yi asked.

"To check on your injury and ask about some small matters."

Primordial Monarch Yu Zhen sat down on a chair brought by Yin Tingxue, and Zhou Yitang sat beside her. Yin Tingxue deliberately placed chairs close to Chen Yi.

To make them appear closer, more like a couple.

Zhou Yitang glanced at Yin Tingxue, and without needing further direction, she quickly got up to brew tea.

As Yin Tingxue went to brew tea, she considered for a moment and quickly headed to the depths of the room.

Looking there, she indeed found Lin Wanxiao and Yin Weiyin hiding and watching secretly.

"Quickly return, don’t disturb them."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanxiao was okay, while Yin Weiyin instantly felt displeased.

Now that Chen Yi is recovering from a serious ailment, he can finally stand and walk a little, yet they didn’t even let her see him.

She felt wronged despite being the First Lady, not even able to inquire about his condition.

Lin Wanxiao asked Yin Tingxue some questions, received answers, and then returned worriedly. As far as Chen Yi’s women are concerned, she is like a newcomer, feeling inferior and putting herself behind others without any issue.

The female crown didn’t agree with this perspective. After asking about the injury, Yin Weiyin didn’t return to her room but simply moved a bit, staying in the main sitting of the guest hall, capable of watching from afar even if unable to hear the conversation, observing Chen Yi and others to the fullest.

No persuading could change this, and Yin Tingxue could only resign herself to brewing tea.

And on the other side, the conversation drew to a close.

"Now that you mention it, Luan Huang’s Longevity Bridge is indeed a significant matter..."

After examining the injury, Primordial Monarch Yu Zhen had a brief conversation with him. After hearing what was said, Chen Yi roughly understood. The current situation is apparent; keen observers could sense that the realm was on a declining path, and this naturally relates to Yin Weiyin, who is the Taiyi.

Even though divine secrets must not be disclosed, Primordial Monarch Yu Zhen, being an immortal delaying ascension, described just the tip of the iceberg, and Chen Yi could still deduce much from it.

Once the heavenly gate cracks open, Yin Weiyin, as the Taiyi of this realm, will likely find it difficult to stay unaffected, urgently needing to speed up cultivation for self-protection.

Moreover, it was he who broke her Longevity Bridge, still fresh in his memory about her betrayal at the underground palace, though past grievances were let go. Chen Yi didn’t dwell in resentment, especially since he hadn’t gone all-out then.

"Before you leave the mountain, I’ll guide you. With your assistance, repairing won’t be difficult and might even reach a higher level. That’s all I have to say."

Having delivered her message, Primordial Monarch Yu Zhen rose to leave and said:

"There’s no need to see me off."

A gust of wind swept by, and Primordial Monarch Yu Zhen’s figure instantaneously vanished like a mist, leaving no trace.

Watching this scene, Chen Yi turned his head towards Zhou Yitang, curling his lips into a smile, "Are all you immortals like this?" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The one-armed woman glanced at him, and said, "What if we are?"

"Nothing specific, just maligning that you love to mystify things, making a show of tricks." Chen Yi spoke openly, glancing sideways at her, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

The one-armed woman calmly replied, "I’m leaving too."

Chen Yi immediately perked up, saying, "What nonsense are you talking?"

"I’m leaving."

Then, regardless of Chen Yi’s attempts to keep her, she straightforwardly started to leave but didn’t vanish immediately.

Yin Tingxue timely chased after from behind, held her sleeve, and earnestly pleaded, "Please don’t go; his injury still needs checking..."

The one-armed woman pondered for a moment and then slightly nodded; it showed she originally didn’t want to stay but couldn’t resist a girl’s pleading tone, hence stayed.

Yin Weiyin, seated in the guest hall, frowned visibly.

She was displeased -- why did the Third Lady now carry herself increasingly high, almost certainly too much pride in her favored position.

Since Lin Wanxiao’s prior mischief was caught by Chen Yi, Yin Weiyin was pressed hard and recently dared not ruffle Chen Yi’s feathers. But her avoidance didn’t mean she had no genuine opinion; with her weakening the First Lady, it led to the Second and Third Ladies overshadowing her, which absolutely couldn’t continue.

The female crown sipped tea without overthinking, glanced up inadvertently, and saw Zhou Yitang supporting Chen Yi, openly stepping into the bedroom.

For a moment, she gripped the teacup tightly, frowning deeply.

Entering back into the bedroom, Chen Yi reclined on the cot under her support, while the considerate Yin Tingxue hastily pulled up the blanket for him, noticed Zhou Yitang didn’t leave, seemingly hearing something.

She gently moved a chair over for Zhou Yitang but didn’t bring one for herself.

The one-armed woman took the seat, looked at Chen Yi, and asked, in a cool-toned manner, "Are you alright?"

"Fine, much better than before."

"After some time, it should be almost fine."

"Yes, it should be about time..."

The two exchanged some insignificant words, seemingly setting the stage for something.

Until Zhou Yitang casually said, "Tingxue, why don’t you go out and brew some tea."

Yin Tingxue understood the hint but still seemed unsure, carefully approaching Zhou Yitang and speaking quietly,

"Master Zhou...whatever happens, don’t start arguing with him. You know he can be the worst, especially now that he’s sick..."

The one-armed woman discreetly nodded.

Yin Tingxue didn’t feel at ease, affirmed, "Remember what I said? You should be gentle and follow his lead."

These words she had already told Master Zhou at Yin Sword Mountain, although it wasn’t clear if Master Zhou listened, maybe she caught wind of some of it.

"Understood." The one-armed woman replied, somewhat impatiently.

At this point, Yin Tingxue quietly exited, securing the door carefully before leaving.

Chen Yi raised his head, facing her cold, sharp eyes.

In the bedroom, only the two remained.

Chen Yi sighed heavily, said seriously, "Master, you ought to have self-control."