My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Given the uncertainty, Chen Yi didn't want many unforeseen changes to happen.

Just as the two were about to push the door open and leave.

Knock, knock.

The door was knocked.

The door opened from outside, and Chen Yi was stunned to see the Princess step inside, then promptly close the door.

Chen Yi was perplexed, unsure why she came at this moment, but respecting her as an elder, he respectfully called out: "Mother-in-law."

The Princess stood in place, motionless in expression, as if exceptionally rigid, her face still soft and lively, yet giving an inhuman impression.

"You are..."

Before the words were finished, the Princess suddenly raised her hand, and a glow leaped out of her body, flickered once, Chen Yi warned, concentrating to see, stunned.

The glow halted, the halo gradually dissipating, revealing its true form.

Tai Sha Sword!

It shook the sword's body, as if finally escaping a cage, circling around Chen Yi in excitement, while after Tai Sha Sword departed, the Princess's gaze regained a trace of clarity, as if nothing happened, she turned around and left the guest room.

Chen Yi regained his composure, looking at the Tai Sha Sword.

Previously, the Old Saintess mentioned that the Tai Sha Sword was with Yin Tingxue.

So it's here...

The Old Saintess was equally astonished, after a while, understanding and said: "No wonder, I thought this sword had already been taken by residual spirits."

"You mean..."

"You know, it is the Evil-Slaying Sword, and the residual spirits trapped in this tower, which are not cut by the Evil-Slaying Sword, which do not hate it to the core?" The Old Saintess clicked her tongue in wonder, unabashedly praising: "Looks like... Yin Tingxue hid it deep in her dream, thus misleading others, avoiding it being taken by residual spirits... just to return it to you, what a clever nature."

Chen Yi was silent for a moment, said: "Unnecessary."

He wasn't worried about not finding the Evil-Slaying Sword, more worried about Yin Tingxue being in danger because of it.

However, fortunately, nothing happened, Chen Yi beckoned, and the Tai Sha Sword fell into his hand.

Its Sword Intent surged, the sword body trembled slightly, Chen Yi initially thought it was excitement, but upon communicating with its abundant Sword Intent, realized...

"You mean, you know the way to go?"

Tai Sha Sword leapt into the air, responding with action.

It was quite familiar with this place.

What are we waiting for?

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow, said: "Lead the way."

The two of them and the sword embarked on their journey.

As they stepped out the door, turned their heads still seeing the girl leaning against the doorframe, watching from afar, she reluctant to part, but Chen Yi had to leave first, Donggong Ruoshu noticing couldn't help but feel a bit of pity, but even more pride.

The deeper the feelings, the more faithful one becomes, Chen Yi, such a commonplace man, couldn't escape the customary, how deep his emotions may be is certainly not infinite, in the future might have to persuade him to like Tingxue more, not just Tingxue, but other women too, upon closer thoughts, quite troublesome...

She secretly sighed, for the first time feeling, being First Lady is not easy...

Leaving this snow-covered county, following the Tai Sha Sword all the way forward, it flew ahead leading the way.

There's no rootless tree, no sourceless water, not to mention this Illusion Dream is crafted by the Holy Emperor, as the Old Saintess said, the root of the Illusion Dream must gather in the depths.

The road gradually steepened, the wide path beneath also transformed into a narrow trail, under the guidance of Tai Sha Sword, stepping into the dense bamboo sea.

The sky no longer serene, the distant boundaries showing a dark red, from outside to inside, growing darker and darker.

Underfoot traversed damp muddy paths, occasionally seeing patches of black like solidified red water.

On both sides of the road, the grass dense green, cascading down from this side of the mountain, colorful wildflowers growing over buried bones.

The more he advanced, Chen Yi felt each scene had a strong sense of catharsis.

As if suppressed emotions finally released, the decayed stench smeared wantonly on a blank canvas.

Further into the place, though no danger seen, the atmosphere inevitably invoked a lingering unease.

All may well be a butterfly effect, a change in some node, all won't happen, Chen Yi couldn't help but think, perhaps then shouldn't have stopped Great Yin, should have let her discipline that stupid girl, a butterfly flaps its wings, everything changes, so he wouldn't have ventured into this place... at times he had to admit, his wife indeed had foresight.

Then...

The fault all lies on Great Yin.

Ying Yu rose again, sometimes unsure how to handle, especially with Xiao Yin not by his side, Chen Yi took a deep breath, suppressed it down.

Donggong Ruoshu following closely behind, Chen Yi occasionally glancing, fearing she'd get lost, her voluptuous figure wrapped tightly with peaks gathered, lightly swaying as she walked downhill, coupled with her fearful vigilant eyes, seemed wrapped even tighter and gathered...

A bit of wicked fire stirred, Chen Yi's Lower Body involuntarily quivered.

"Strange... did you feel anything strange?" The Old Saintess seemed to have found something.

"What?" Chen Yi asked cautiously.

"I feel you seem... quite hot,"

The Old Saintess's tone puzzled,

"You see that woman's eyes impure, too lustful."

Chen Yi paused for a moment, blinked, asked:

"Um... what's strange about it?"

"......" The Old Saintess was speechless.

No.

Chen Yi belatedly realized something, turning back to look at Donggong Ruoshu, his eyes seemed like tracking flying swords, deeply stuck into a gap.

No...

His eyes fixed there, Chen Yi spent quite some effort moving away, the heat in Heart Lake increasingly scalding, unsevered Lower Body trembling violently.

Definitely not right!

Although he's admittedly lustful, often impatient, but relatively immune to Donggong Ruoshu's figure due to that stupid girl being not too bright, frequently not stirring lust.

But his look just now, nowhere seemed normal.

Chen Yi's breath quickened, the surrounding dense bamboo forest like a barrier, erected straight up, blocking the sky light, only left with ambiguous rays, Chen Yi gazing again, even the slightly raised coarse bark... seemed like a corner of clothing peeled exposing flesh...

Occasionally on the roadside, stood smooth rocks, he inexplicably thought, why aren't these rocks wearing clothes, too lewd.

His whole body uncomfortable, like repressed sexuality for decades.

Tai Sha Sword leading the way ahead, it was a flying sword, unaware of this completely, instead puzzled by Chen Yi's increasingly slow steps.

Chen Yi took a deep breath, settled his mind.

Although the place was odd, enduring wasn't difficult, he silently walked his path, to empty his thoughts, tried thinking about other matters.

The surrounding bamboo grew denser, mingling with rocks, swayed in the wind, like the fine hairs of a woman's breath, Chen Yi's Heart Lake burning restlessly, imagination flourished uncontrollably.

Swoosh, swoosh...

Is someone blowing fragrant winds by his ear?

La la la....

The sound of leaves rustling is it thin clothes dancing?

Uncertain when, the bamboo forest enveloped in mist, like the mist in someone's eyes, from deep within the mist, came faint laughter, Chen Yi initially thought it was an illusion, but increasingly captivating, increasingly alluring.

Chen Yi closed his eyes, tried to banish from his mind.

"Those, those are... these women?"

Donggong Ruoshu's astonished voice sounded,

"How shameless!"

... Shameless... better not said, once said, Chen Yi couldn't help but open his eyes, wanting to see who's shameless.

Accompanied by silvery bell-like laughter, like crisp accompaniment of pipa and waist drum, there was ankles, waist and hips, spine, slippery hills stirring one's primal nerves, women.

Uncertain of the origin of such a dream.

"Finally show up?"

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes, unsheathed his sword, chuckled softly:

"Only one?"

Before the words finished, with a teasing laughter, more and more beautiful women emerged from bamboo gaps, each with their own grace, not a thread clothed.

Their laughter like a raging storm swept across mountains and valleys, covering everything in sight,

No,

Not just one...

A crowd!

"Damn it,"

Chen Yi cursed softly,

"None compared to Yin Weiyin's things."