My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 82 - 67 Don’t Kiss There

"Speaking of which, aside from Wei Ying, there’s another person I’m slightly concerned about on this trip to the capital,"

Yu Zhen Yuanjun paused and then continued:

"If possible, I would like to take on a disciple on behalf of my master."

Zhou Yitang narrowed her cold eyes slightly, as if pondering.

Yu Zhen Yuanjun, standing at the threshold of ascension, had a master whose name was obscure. Even among the Masters of the Mountains, people only knew her master’s Daoist title as "Miao Xuan."

However, as is often the case for the Masters of the Mountains, the more reclusive they are, the more profound their Dao becomes.

Not to mention, this was the master of Yu Zhen Yuanjun.

"Who is it? Please tell me, Yuanjun."

Zhou Yitang asked.

"If I’m not mistaken, it is the daughter of King Xiang."

Yu Zhen Yuanjun disclosed without reservation.

"Her? Why her?"

Zhou Yitang seemed to recall certain past events.

"She might be... the Heavenly Ear Technique."

Yu Zhen Yuanjun continued:

"No-Obstruction Purity, the Heavenly Ear Wisdom Divine Power, one of the Six Divine Powers of Dao and Buddha. Those who possess this ability, upon reaching great mastery, can hear all the sounds of the world as they wish, without obstacles, completely free."

Zhou Yitang, of course, knew what the Heavenly Ear Technique was. Simply put, it allows one to hear sounds others cannot. She went straight to the point:

"Why is she the Heavenly Ear Technique?"

There is no such thing as rootless water in the world. If Yu Zhen Yuanjun claims that the Purity Saintess is the Heavenly Ear Technique, there must be an established reason.

"Her mother, King Xiang’s consort, Lady Lü."

Yu Zhen Yuanjun slowly revealed:

"According to the predictions of the Heavenly Eye Daoist of Tianshan, she is a reincarnated embodiment of the Medicine Bodhisattva."

Zhou Yitang lowered her gaze,

now it made sense.

Yin Tingxue possessed the Heavenly Ear Technique, which led the Demonic Sect to revere her as the Purity Saintess. Her mother was one incarnation of the Medicine Bodhisattva’s many forms. It must be noted that the Medicine Bodhisattva had vowed—’When I attain the Pure Elimination Power of Bodhi, even if I have not yet become a Buddha, may all beings who hear my name be relieved of the three types of sufferings.’

This vow also carries the word "purity."

"If Yuanjun wishes to take her on as a disciple and bring her to Taihua Mountain, naturally, I would be pleased to help achieve that."

Zhou Yitang replied calmly:

"However, she might have already gone to the Southern Border and become a Saintess of the Demonic Sect."

As her words fell, Yu Zhen Yuanjun widened her eyes in surprise, then shook her head.

She spoke up:

"I have divined. The daughter of King Xiang is not with the Demonic Sect; she is still in the capital."

Zhou Yitang’s eyes flickered with confusion.

..........

"Did you often go out when you were at King Xiang’s residence?"

Back home, Chen Yi asked directly.

Yin Tingxue shook her head,

"No... My mother rarely allowed me to go out. Only during occasions like the Lantern Festival would we go out together. Why do you ask?"

"The Lin family is hosting a Winter Poetry Gathering, and all the guests will be bringing their families along." Chen Yi explained.

After meeting Elder Lin, Chen Yi went to see Lin Yan. The latter didn’t say much, only instructing him to attend the Winter Poetry Gathering tomorrow without fail. He would introduce Chen Yi to several people then.

These people were undoubtedly Lin Party’s trusted aides. With the Empress Dowager increasingly applying pressure, the Lin Party clearly had major plans in the works.

"You want to take me to the Poetry Gathering?"

Yin Tingxue couldn’t help but light up with joy. Ever since the last visit to Qian Deng Temple, she hadn’t been out in a long time. She eagerly responded:

"I rarely leave home; not many people would recognize me. Even the servants at the Prince’s Mansion might not necessarily know me."

Chen Yi nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, these days, most ladies were sheltered aristocratic women who rarely stepped out. Furthermore, Yin Tingxue was the Purity Saintess, her identity sensitive. Naturally, King Xiang’s residence wouldn’t let her go out and interact with many people.

"Do you truly want to go out?" Chen Yi asked while gently caressing her face.

"I do." She leaned her face into Chen Yi’s palm.

Chen Yi felt the softness in his hand—she was his entirely now. Having taken her chastity, leaving her in sorrow, she deserved his tenderness. Seeing her so docile, he was inclined to treat her well.

"Then I’ll take you. Pick out your outfit tonight; I’ll make dinner." Chen Yi drained his cup of tea and stood up.

Soon after, the dishes were served on the table. After being busy outside all day, Chen Yi was famished and began eating hungrily.

Perhaps due to her happiness, Yin Tingxue momentarily lost her usual restraint. Seeing his ravenous state, she blurted out:

"Like a pig."

Chen Yi froze, lowering his chopsticks and cast her a glance.

He said nothing and quietly resumed eating.

Yin Tingxue, seeing his silence, initially felt indifferent but quickly became nervous after a moment’s thought.

"Why... Why aren’t you saying anything?" she asked anxiously.

Chen Yi chewed a piece of meat slowly, smiled, and countered:

"Guess why I’m not saying anything."

Yin Tingxue caught his meaningful gaze and shivered as if struck by lightning.

"I... I didn’t mean it." she hurriedly explained.

"Doesn’t matter. Just wait tonight."

Chen Yi teased.

Ah, he truly enjoyed seeing her panic-stricken expressions.

After his remark, Yin Tingxue’s appetite faded—even with a full stomach, she worried incessantly about what Chen Yi might do to her that night.

Later, when the candles were lit in the bedroom and the two had finished washing up, Yin Tingxue was met with Chen Yi’s mischievous gaze.

Her face paled instantly, her eyes wide open. Overcome with shyness, she puckered her lips and tiptoed to kiss him.

But Yin Tingxue missed her mark.

Chen Yi stepped back half a pace.

"What are you doing?" Yin Tingxue timidly asked.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Nothing, just want to kiss you."

"Then kiss me."

After all, they were husband and wife. It wasn’t unusual for a wife to kiss her husband occasionally. Yin Tingxue relaxed a little and leaned forward for his kiss. Yet, to her surprise, Chen Yi suddenly lowered his head and grabbed her legs.

In an instant, Yin Tingxue stiffened all over. In a panic, she kicked and shouted:

"Not there! My mouth, just kiss my mouth!"

............

By the next morning, Chen Yi was styling Yin Tingxue’s hair.

Looking at the woman seated before the bronze mirror, letting him freely arrange her hair, Chen Yi felt a sudden warmth.

With the level of Yin Tingxue’s shyness, in another seven days, a True Yuan could be condensed.

Come to think of it, he had restrained himself last night. Now, the girl’s complexion was flawless, and she looked stunning.

Chen Yi carefully braided her hair while appreciating her reflected face in the bronze mirror.

Yin Tingxue, unaware of his thoughts, was too busy being excited about going out, softly urging:

"Is it done yet? Hurry up."

Chen Yi frowned slightly but didn’t say anything, quickening his hands instead.

Moments later, Yin Tingxue donned a warm red cotton coat and followed Chen Yi out of the courtyard.

The two headed toward Lin Mansion.

Meanwhile, at a nearby teahouse.

Yu Zhen Yuanjun observed the scene unfolding and furrowed her brow deeply,

"What is going on..."

She had divined Yin Tingxue’s location, intending to take her as a disciple and bring her to Taihua Mountain to seek immortality.

Yet...

"How is her maidenhood... gone?"

Yu Zhen Yuanjun knitted her brows tightly.

Zhou Jianjia lowered his gaze, his expression devoid of grief or joy,

His True Yang... how was it spilled?

Suddenly, Yu Zhen Yuanjun felt an inexplicable chill that sent shivers down her spine.

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