The white bedsheets were rumpled and disheveled.

The red plum blossoms are particularly eye-catching.

"How could this be? After twenty years of chastity, it's gone like this?"

Tang lay in bed, her body concealed by the quilt. Her beauty was marred by her sorrow, tears failing to come.

"Oh! I never thought that after twenty years of guarding it, my son would be broken like this!"

Yè Fēng sat at the foot of the bed, still covered by the blanket, with a face full of worry and dejection, as if he had suffered a great loss.

“Ye Feng, you...you bastard!”

"I ask you, how could you be in my room? What is going on?"

Tang glared at Ye Feng, killing intent flashing in his eyes, and asked sharply.

"You're still asking me?"

Yè Fēng wiped forcefully at the several red marks on her face and neck, saying angrily:

"Last night, you invited me for drinks and kept urging me to have more. I didn't expect that you were actually just eyeing my... body and purposely got me drunk!"

"It seems Master Si's words are true, the more beautiful a person is, the less you should trust them easily!"

"..."

Tang was stunned for a moment, shaking his head vigorously despite the pain, finally remembering what had happened last night.

Last night, I wasn't feeling well, so I went for a walk and had some beer and barbecue by the street.

When slightly tipsy, a few hooligans came over to harass him, but they were beaten away by Ye Feng with three punches and two kicks who happened to be passing by.

Although Jian Ye Feng was dressed in plain and simple clothes, her clear eyebrows and bright eyes, coupled with her witty conversation, made people quite fond of her. Inviting Jian Ye Feng to sit down and have a few drinks together felt natural.

Over drinks and food, the two of them chatted quite pleasantly.

Later, both of them were drunk and staggering. They walked back to their hotel, shoulder to shoulder.

What happened after that, I can't quite remember. But roughly speaking, it seemed like Ye Feng was reversed...

Thinking of this, Tang Qiao's face flushed red, and she felt a sudden flutter in her heart.

"Forget about last night, completely. Act like it never happened!"

"If you dare to gossip about me, I...I will definitely not let you go!"

Tang put on a forced calm, his face cold as he warned Ye Feng.

Born into a wealthy Kyoto family and already engaged, if this outrageous thing were to be revealed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"If you've already gone to sleep, how can you pretend it never happened?"

Ye Feng was looking at Tang Qiao's pretty face, and the snow-white, round and long thing coming out from under her cheekbones, just as he was saying:

"Master said, 'If you sleep with someone, you need to take responsibility for them. Otherwise, you're a scum man!'"

"You look pretty good, and your figure is decent too. How about you be my wife?"

"You..."

Tang pointed at Ye Feng, his eyes wide with anger and frustration.

The sudden startle caused a sharp pain, his whole body jolted like an electric shock. His face turned pale and white, looking extremely painful.

"Hey, what's wrong? Uh? This... this is..."

Ye Feng gazed at Tang Shi, feeling as if a wisp of extraordinary energy had gathered at the center of her brow.

His brow first felt a searing heat, then it was as if a third eye had sprouted, allowing him to see a world with unprecedented clarity.

In this world, he could see the tiny dust particles floating in the air.

You can see the veins in the leaves of the plants, transporting nutrients and water.

...the corner of the quilt that covered Tang's body became clear...

"Godly vision! I actually have eyesight!"

Ye Feng was both surprised and delighted.

He remembered what his seventh master had said, that once one's cultivation reached the Qi Refining stage, they would produce spiritual energy.

And with the acquisition of spiritual energy, one can perform divine abilities such as celestial eye vision and so forth.

Could it be that sleeping with this person broke through the five-year cultivation barrier and allowed me to reach the coveted Qi Refining Realm in one fell swoop?

"So it's Xuanzhi, no wonder..."

Ye Feng used his heavenly eye to carefully scan Tang. He discovered that nine meridians were blocked and不通, it was actually the legendary "Nine Absolute Meridians."

Those born with the Nine Profound Veins are naturally weak in their qi and reach its peak when it reaches its limit. They are therefore also known as "Xuan", belonging to a type of congenital spirit.

While Ye Feng himself is a natural "Xuan Zhi," complementing Tang's "Xuan Zhi" perfectly.

One person was mysterious, the other mysterious as well. By chance they came to be related.

In this process, the two merged, water and fire complementing each other. Ye Feng gained immense benefits and a spiritual energy was generated.

Unfortunately, Tang had never learned any cultivation techniques nor did he understand how to guide his qi. He wasted the Xuan Qi from Ye Feng in vain.

Tang's current condition is the result of years of accumulated inner energy suddenly going haywire, violently damaging his meridians and causing him excruciating pain.

If the essence of chaos cannot be controlled in time, there is even a possibility of losing one's life.

"Help me break through my cultivation, I cannot stand idly by when lives are at stake!"

Seeing Tang's painful appearance, Ye Feng couldn't bear it and walked towards him.

"What...what are you doing?"

Tang Jian let out a sharp cry, thinking that Ye Feng was taking advantage of his illness.

"Right now, don't you feel a coldness that chills you to the bone, as if an ice blade has scraped across you, bringing agonizing pain?"

"Have you always had this condition, and does it flare up every so often?"

“I’m telling you, your illness is very serious. If it’s not treated promptly, you could die at any time!”

"If you'd like, I can help you!"

Ye Feng said with a serious expression.

Upon hearing these words from Ye Feng, Tang's heart sank.

This strange illness, I've had it since I was a child. It happens almost every year, and each time it hurts terribly.

Two years ago, grandpa met a very capable and magical person.

That strange man, after giving a fortune-telling session, prophesied that he would meet with a great calamity in his twentieth year.

After surviving the crisis, one can live a peaceful life forever, and your value is immeasurable.

If you cannot pass the calamity, you will perish like incense and jade. Your ashes will be gathered into a cup of yellow earth.

That strange man had specifically instructed to visit Jiang City when I turned twenty, perhaps there would be help from a noble person and success in overcoming the tribulation.

Could it be that the "great calamity" mentioned by that strange man refers to this sudden onset of illness I'm experiencing?

And the "noble person" who could help oneself overcome the tribulation, could it be the man who took away one's first time?

"If you don't want to die, just lie there obediently!"

Seeing Tang Dou getting worse and worse, with a bluish-purple tinge appearing on his skin, Ye Feng knew that if they waited any longer, he would be gone.

He was too lazy to say anything more. He tugged at the blanket Tang used to cover himself, and roughly pressed him down on the bed.

A snow-white, flawless body lay before Ye Feng's eyes.

However, Ye Feng was now in a hurry to save people and had no time to appreciate this boundless wind.

And Tang seemed to accept his fate, making no struggle. He closed his eyes, like a lamb awaiting slaughter, letting Ye Feng do as he pleased.

From the black bag by his bed, Ye Feng took out a acupuncture pouch and opened it. With hands that moved like lightning, he swiftly inserted ten silver needles into Tang's ten designated acupoints.

Under his guidance, that wisp of spiritual energy traveled through the silver needle to Tang, clearing the blocked meridians and restoring balance.

Soon, Tang Zuizui's brows relaxed, and the piercing pain gradually disappeared.

"Acupuncture is finished, next comes massage!"

"Don't be so tense, relax!"

After a few minutes, Ye Feng withdrew the silver needles and with both hands, slowly and powerfully, moved along Tang Ni's body.

As his palm pressed down, Tang gradually felt a warmth spread through him. It was like soaking in a hot spring, or floating among the clouds.

"Um..."

Extreme comfort, letting Tang's body shiver slightly, involuntarily releasing from his mouth and nose.

I can't imagine this shameful sound would be coming from me. Two blushes crept onto my cheeks.

A snow-white and alluring figure, a captivating fragrance, an enchanting lightness, and an irresistible allure...

These people, woven together in a scene, it's hard for an ordinary man to hold back.

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