Chapter 31

◎Deceive cultivation level◎

Jiang Qiye had never heard of this principle, but he did not refute it.

Let alone just wanting some internal energy, even if she wanted his things, even precious magical artifacts, he would never hesitate.

She forgot all her memories of him and lost the cultivation she had practiced since childhood. Now, everything she wants should be made up for by him.

Jiang Qiye looked at her and said seriously, "I will take you to Yuanhua Mountain. It is a place of outstanding natural beauty and abundant spiritual energy, which is most suitable for cultivating your mind and character. It will be of great help to you as you embark on the path of cultivation."

Pei Xueyan of Yuanhua Mountain knew, of course, that this was not a place for ordinary cultivators; anyone else would have been overjoyed.

But she didn't want to go.

Moreover, looking at this silly man, he actually seems to really want to cultivate together with her. How could that be?

It would take at least ten or eight years to remelt the pills, and she didn't have the patience to wait that long.

"Brother Daoist, why don't you transfer some spiritual energy to me first, so I can see if I have any immortal roots? If I don't have the aptitude for cultivation at all, it will save you time. What do you say?"

Jiang Qiye shook his head and patiently explained, "A mortal body cannot withstand directly inputted spells. You need to build a foundation first. I will teach you a beginner's mental cultivation method. Memorize it and I will guide you through the practice in seven days, so you can gradually master it."

"Seven days!?"

"You think it's too long?" he said patiently. "Mastering the basics of the mental technique in a day is already a level of comprehension that only a genius among geniuses can achieve. It's already quite fast."

It's entirely because she has a natural advantage.

Pei Xueyan naturally knew that this was very fast. It would take seven days to enter the sect. How long would it take to gradually acquire his cultivation level?

This person looks honest, but I can't help but feel that he's very guarded.

She said softly, "Brother, you don't know, I've always been very weak, ever since I was little. I get headaches and backaches all the time, and I get out of breath after walking just a few steps. Can you help me take a look and tell me what's wrong with me? I feel like I have some kind of terminal illness that's going to kill me."

"......"

Jiang Qiye remained silent. He gently placed his hand on her wrist to take her pulse.

Her pulse was indeed a little weak, but it was far from as serious as she described.

He went to great lengths to separate the Melting Pill and the Heart Pill in the illusion, wasn't it all to ensure that his body wouldn't be damaged?

"It's nothing." He withdrew his hand, his tone calm. "If you feel weak, you can just take some more supplements in the future."

Pei Xueyan leaned against him, saying, "Brother, I don't want to take any supplements. I'm afraid of bitter medicine, and I don't have the money to buy them. But it's okay, I'll listen to you and go to Yuanhua Mountain with you. You're so good to me, always thinking of me."

The two had only known each other for a day, yet their intimate behavior seemed perfectly natural to everyone.

After a while, the rain gradually subsided, leaving only a fine drizzle.

Qi Ye took out an oil-paper umbrella from his storage bag, opened it, gently put his arm around her shoulder, and walked down the mountain with her.

According to his plan, he would first take her to the city ahead to buy some necessities, and then set off for Yuanhua Mountain.

He actually harbored a bit of a probing intent, wanting to see Pei Xueyan's reaction.

Unexpectedly, Pei Xueyan didn't react at all. Instead, she happily took the room key and went upstairs. Without even taking a shower, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

His face showed complete relaxation, without any guard up.

Jiang Qiye stood at her door, hesitated for a moment, and then went in.

Having not seen her up close for so long, he was truly itching to get close, so he simply moved a chair and sat in front of the bed, quietly gazing at her sleeping face.

She's gotten thinner, more haggard, paler, and more frail.

In his eyes, she was even more beautiful than before.

Unlike "A Bao," who was exposed to wind and sun, her skin is now delicate and smooth, and even when she is asleep, there is a slight curve at the corner of her mouth, which makes him like her no matter how he looks at her.

He couldn't help but reach out his hand.

Jiang Qiye's fingers gently traced the back of her hand, delicate, smooth, and caressed repeatedly.

He felt no burden whatsoever.

They felt that since they had been married once, they were practically a real couple.

Besides, he had already done everything he was supposed to do, so the reputation of a so-called prestigious family was completely unimportant to him.

He gently touched her hand for a while before sitting back down on the stool, lost in thought.

He really didn't want to go back to the next room, so he simply moved another chair from the room over as well.

I lay there watching her, and before I knew it, I was asleep.

In his sleep, he suddenly recalled the scene of her running away and disappearing without warning last time, and his heart tightened, waking him up instantly.

He hurriedly looked up at the bed, and sure enough, no one was there.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his back. Jiang Qiye didn't bother to wipe it away and rushed out the door, wanting to get downstairs as soon as possible to find someone.

Pei Xueyan was sitting at the table, happily munching on an apple. When she saw his flustered appearance, she immediately burst out laughing.

"Master Jiang, you woke up and ran out without even looking around? What's the rush? What are you going to do?"

Jiang Qiye turned around and looked at her smiling face, and the heart that had been in his throat slowly calmed down.

Pei Xueyan got up and walked over, looking up at him: "Why are you so worried about me? Could it be... that we knew each other before? You seem to be feeling guilty."

Jiang Qiye met her gaze without any hesitation, and said frankly, "I feel guilty. You are a weak woman with no cultivation. Since I promised to protect you, I cannot let you suffer any harm, and I will not break my promise."

“Brother Daoist, you really know how to talk.” She sighed as she ate an apple. “I’m in poor health and can’t sleep well. I can only get up early and sit up. Before dawn, I can’t fall asleep. If only I had something to help me get a good night’s sleep.”

Jiang Qiye held her hand, and it was indeed icy cold.

"Sit down on the bed."

Pei Xueyan said nervously, "What are you going to do? Don't do anything reckless! I'm a virgin, you can't trample on me! You can't do anything excessive to me, you can't..."

"I'll transfer some spiritual energy to you."

She was very happy and sat obediently on the bed.

Soon a pushing force came from behind, which was very light at first, but gradually became heavier.

This time, the feeling was completely different from the last time. Last time, it was just a weak spiritual energy to warm and protect the body, but this time, she could clearly feel internal energy flowing through her meridians.

Internal strength is cultivated by cultivators over time, and every bit of it takes real time.

He was straightforward and generous.

The internal force slowly spread out along his back.

Although Pei Xueyan's cultivation had been crippled, she knew that this level of internal energy was high-level, and for ordinary people, it would at least allow them to live a few years without suffering.

Jiang Qiye had been channeling his inner energy into her for an unknown period of time. Perhaps due to excessive consumption of spiritual energy, Pei Xueyan was a little dizzy from the spiritual energy.

She didn't even know when she fell asleep in his arms.

Even without martial arts skills, high-level cultivation can be beneficial to the body if it is infused into the body.

Remembering what his master had told him, when his master was ambushed on his way down the mountain, the assailant tried to absorb his master's spiritual power. However, his master's cultivation was extremely Yin, and his aura was chaotic. After the assailant forcibly merged with his spiritual power, the assailant bled from all seven orifices and died on the spot.

It seems that cultivation is something that must be practiced step by step in a down-to-earth manner; it cannot be rushed.

Pei Xueyan felt weak all over. Her face was being scraped without pain, as if she had been brushed by the tip of a reed, which was incredibly itchy.

When she suddenly opened her eyes, she found that the man in front of her was looking down at her lips.

Jiang Qiye was caught off guard by her sudden opening of her eyes. She hurriedly stood up and quickly turned around.

His expression was one of embarrassment and helplessness.

Pei Xueyan roughly understood that the promising immortal in front of her, favored by all the immortal sects, was actually a complete lecher.

The first time I opened my eyes, he was by my bedside, and I could still make excuses.

Looking at her like that again, there's no room for explanation. He's an absolute lecher.

That's fine, that's fine too.

The young Taoist priest, new to the mountain, was unaware of the wickedness of human nature. Since she had been offered this opportunity, she decided not to be polite.

Since they are all disciples of the Qingzong Sect, it doesn't matter who stole her cultivation back then.

Jiang Qiye has a great reputation; if we drag him into this, the Qingzong Sect will have to pay the price.

Pei Xueyan stood up, walked behind him, looked up at him, and asked in a deliberately innocent tone, "Good brother, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

"It's nothing."

"Hey, brother, don't be shy. It's no big deal if you channel your spiritual energy into me and take a look. Master used to say I was a femme fatale, that I was beautiful and would seduce men. Now you have to clear my name. I would never seduce anyone. If someone wants to peek at me, there's nothing I can do. Even if I lose all my spiritual energy, it's okay because you're a good person, brother. But if it were any other man, I'm afraid he would be humiliated."

Jiang Qiye felt a wave of embarrassment.

Before entering the illusion with her, his heart was as hard as steel. Even though she looked so delicate, he never believed what she said.

I absolutely do not believe that any man could be so infatuated with her that he would do anything lewd.

But now, he believes it.

Because that's who he is.

But he didn't regret it. First, he couldn't disobey his master's orders, and second, if it weren't for that, they probably would never have met in this life.

Even if they meet, it will only be in the midst of confrontation, in the midst of battle, or on the battlefield where he is ordered to kill the female demon.

Now that she has lost her martial arts skills and has become Ah Zheng, who needs his protection, everything is different.

My master would never kill a mortal woman.

Seeing him standing there speechless, Pei Xueyan held up a finger and gently waved it in front of his eyes: "Master Jiang, could it be... that you like me too?"

"If I like you, I won't be with you."

He's such a hypocrite.

Pei Xueyan said frankly, "When you say 'like,' you mean you think I'm a decent person, not someone who only likes bad people. I'm different. I like you, the kind of liking between a man and a woman that makes you want to be close. You were staring at my lips just now, were you thinking of kissing them?"

Jiang Qiye shook his head hypocritically.

"Hey, I thought you wanted to kiss me." Pei Xueyan didn't let him off the hook, her tone becoming more direct, even a little seductive, "Actually, if you wanted to kiss me, I would be very happy to. Because I want to kiss you too."

These words struck Jiang Qiye like a thunderbolt, leaving him completely stunned. He opened his mouth, but was too shocked to utter a single word.

Pei Xueyan looked at him and said, "Good brother, do you want to kiss me? It's okay, you can kiss me if you want, I won't tell anyone else."

She sighed again: "I heard that cultivators who find someone with whom they share a deep connection will invite that person to become their Daoist partner and cultivate together. I know I have no cultivation, so naturally you wouldn't choose me."

She paused, looked up at him, her eyes gleaming with a hidden glint: "Good brother, rather than marrying that man surnamed Wei, I'd rather have some fun with you first, so I won't regret it later."