The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 571: A Scarred Return

Once again, the Yin-Yang Union.

Ye Chenfeng continuously poured his Soul Force into Wu Xiaofei’s body, and then it flowed back into his own from her, cycling over and over. Ye Chenfeng felt the Soul Force within him becoming gradually more refined at an exceedingly slow pace. Unless one paid close attention, the subtle change was almost imperceptible.

Still, even such a minor change was enough to delight Ye Chenfeng. If this process were to continue over a long period, the purity of the Soul Force within him would definitely increase significantly.

After fully confirming that this method indeed worked to refine the purity of his Soul Force, Ye Chenfeng examined the Soul Force within Wu Xiaofei and found that it had risen only slightly.

It was proof that the first use of this method had the greatest effect on the woman participating in the Yin-Yang Union with Ye Chenfeng. The benefits significantly diminished with subsequent uses. Otherwise, the method would truly defy the heavens.

Keep in mind that after just one session of Yin-Yang Union with Ye Chenfeng, both Ning Yuting and Wu Xiaofei had their strengths break through directly to the Second Level of Soul Force. If every Union could result in a two-level breakthrough, where would that end?

Wu Xiaofei lay exhausted in Ye Chenfeng’s embrace, her body covered in fragrant sweat, her cheeks still flushed with color, her voice filled with shy timidity, "Chenfeng, does this method help you improve your strength?"

Ye Chenfeng smiled and caressed the prominent swell of Wu Xiaofei’s chest, saying, "Xiaofei, it seems I’ll have to train with you guys from now on. This method not only boosts your strength but also brings me considerable benefits."

Wu Xiaofei, her cheek pressed against Ye Chenfeng’s sturdy chest, suddenly sat up from his embrace, hurriedly putting on her clothes, saying, "Chenfeng, it’s all your fault, all your fault. Why didn’t you validate this method with Yu Ting? Because of you, I’ve stayed in the tent for so long; Yu Ting will definitely laugh at me."

Watching the beauty in front of him hastily get dressed was also a kind of enjoyment for Ye Chenfeng, who casually said, "When I was training with Yu Ting just now, I didn’t notice any changes in my body!"

Ye Chenfeng slapped Wu Xiaofei’s round buttocks, then dressed himself leisurely. After stepping out of the tent, he realized that it was already getting dark. Truly, like a worn-out old ox, Ye Chenfeng had spent the entire day over the bodies of Ning Yuting and Wu Xiaofei.

When Ning Yuting saw Ye Chenfeng and Wu Xiaofei emerge from the tent, she approached immediately. As the two women made involuntary eye contact, their faces filled with inarguable shyness. Each had heard the other involved with Ye Chenfeng, a fact that would embarrass any woman.

Ye Chenfeng, however, said with an air of nonchalance, "Yu Ting, Xiaofei, why are your faces so red? Let me emphasize again, we’re training. You two really need to adjust your mentality."

With those words, Ye Chenfeng completely infuriated both women. He had reaped his rewards and now pretended innocence! Ning Yuting and Wu Xiaofei, one from the left, the other from the right, reached out with their delicate fingers and pinched at the soft flesh on Ye Chenfeng’s waist.

’The pettiness of men and the unpredictability of women are hardest to sustain’, a truth that the ancients had realized!

Our comrade Ye Chenfeng, diligently plowing the fields like an old ox all day, was still treated like this in the end. He truly felt like crying without tears.

After a hard day’s work, Ye Chenfeng, Ning Yuting, and Wu Xiaofei were all hungry. It fell on Ye Chenfeng’s shoulders to resolve the dinner situation. He quickly caught three wild chickens in the Cangyun Mountain Range and prepared to roast them for supper.

The sky was completely darkened.

Ye Chenfeng started a bonfire outside the Cangyun Mountain Range. After cleaning the three wild chickens, he roasted them slowly over the fire. Ye Chenfeng’s cooking skills were beyond doubt—he was a man who was as adept on the battlefield as he was in the kitchen.

Ning Yuting and Wu Xiaofei sat beside Ye Chenfeng. Ning Yuting had learned from Wu Xiaofei’s own words that this method of Yin-Yang Union greatly benefited Ye Chenfeng’s improvement in strength as well.

To both women, this method might be extremely embarrassing, but it could be said to substantially enhance one’s strength with great ease; all one needed to do was to enjoy it fully. Moreover, not only could they both improve their own strength, but they could also help their man increase his strength—it was truly a win-win.

The firewood in the campfire crackled, and the aroma of roasting chicken gradually wafted through the air. Wu Xiaofei suddenly asked, "Chenfeng, do you think everyone will make it back here safely? Uncle Ye and my little uncle are not that strong, and both of them drank three bowls of that stamina-depleting potion. I’m really a bit worried."

The chicken was almost roasted. Ye Chenfeng tore off a fragrant chicken leg for Wu Xiaofei and Ning Yuting, saying, "Xiaofei, this is their only path to becoming strong. How many people in this world have died on their way to becoming strong? How many more dare to embark on the path of the strong? For a true man, the path to strength is immensely alluring. Besides, I’ve given each of them communication devices, so if they really can’t hold on, they should contact me right away."

Then, Ye Chenfeng’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as he said, "After all, they were born men! If they were women, I could help them with their training."

The somewhat solemn atmosphere was lightened by Ye Chenfeng’s joke. Wu Xiaofei puffed her cheeks and took a big bite out of the chicken leg as if it were Ye Chenfeng himself, pouting, "Chenfeng, how come I never noticed how fickle you are before?"

"Xiaofei, Chenfeng is just a big bad wolf in disguise," Ning Yuting said with a laugh.

Ye Chenfeng made a clawing gesture with his hands and said, "As the big bad wolf, shouldn’t you two little bunnies obediently let yourselves be eaten by me?"

...

In front of the campfire, under the splendid starry sky.

Ye Chenfeng, Wu Xiaofei, and Ning Yuting had a very relaxing day, both women sincerely hoping that life could continue on this way forever.

...

The morning sun rose slowly from the east, and Ye Chenfeng and the two women continued with their special training the next day.

After a whole morning of exertion with the two women, Ye Chenfeng welcomed a brief rest. Since everyone had entered the Cangyun Mountain Range the day before, it had been over twenty-four hours, but not a single person had made it back here successfully.

It wasn’t until noon on the third day while Ye Chenfeng was lazily lying in the grass basking in the sun that sounds began to emerge from the entrance of the Cangyun Mountain Range. Wang Li’s four-person squad was the first to return; the sight of Wang Li and his three teammates marked with serious injuries, their clothes in tatters, and walking unsteadily was heartbreaking.

Following the successful return of Wang Li’s squad, other groups gradually completed Ye Chenfeng’s initial training. By a little past eleven o’clock that night, nearly everyone had made it back, except for the group consisting of Ye Dongjian, Wu Kunming, Tie Niu, and Brother Hu.

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes were fixed on the entrance to the Cangyun Mountain Range, his brows involuntarily knitting together. Under the silver moonlight, four figures supporting each other, their bodies riddled with wounds, staggered out of the Cangyun Mountain Range.

In the moonlight, Ye Dongjian, Wu Kunming, Tie Niu, and Brother Hu saw Ye Chenfeng. In comparison to the original members of the Soldier King Group, these four were much less capable, and both Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming had also drunk three large bowls of the strength-depleting potion.

"Instructor Ye, we’re back," the four shouted in unison toward Ye Chenfeng, their voices filled with confidence and the joy of victory—they too had completed Ye Chenfeng’s first round of training.

With the return of Ye Dongjian’s group, it could be said that no one died in this first training session, and everyone returned covered with wounds. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com), give monthly votes, as your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)