At the same time—
“Just sleep quietly like this and focus on recovering, got it?”
Su Chen’s voice echoed in Ying Qingge’s ears, clearly an attempt to curb her from pushing further.
Stay one step ahead, leave you no room to advance.
“Oh…”
Ying Qingge nodded obediently, contentedly nestling in her Junior Brother’s arms.
At that moment—
Thanks to her closeness with her Junior Brother, her cultivation speed surged once again.
Though not her first time experiencing this, the speed… was utterly intoxicating!
Being close to her Junior Brother was already delightful, and with her cultivation skyrocketing, it was double the joy.
Absolutely delightful, utterly thrilling.
In that moment, a bold idea struck Ying Qingge’s mind.
Intimate actions with her Junior Brother boosted her cultivation.
So, didn’t that mean the more intimate the action, the faster her cultivation would grow?
And if she dared to be bolder—
If she pushed Su Chen down, could she ascend on the spot?
At this thought, Ying Qingge’s breathing quickened, her heartbeat racing.
This idea was undoubtedly brilliant!
But how to prove it?
Ying Qingge glanced at Su Chen, so close, her heart pounding uncontrollably, her cheeks flushing even more.
As the saying goes, practice is the only way to test the truth.
What she was about to do was all for the sake of truth—not because she actually wanted to do it!
However—
Just as Ying Qingge was convincing herself, a sharp pain suddenly erupted from her dantian.
“Ah… what’s this!?”
Ying Qingge’s body trembled violently, her face turning pale instantly. Sensing the source of the pain, she gritted her teeth.
“Wangqing Ge… you wretched…!!”
Undoubtedly, a subtle shackle left by Wangqing Ge had quietly formed in her dantian.
Its purpose? Simple and straightforward.
The moment an impure thought arose, it would inflict unbearable pain!
Whenever Ying Qingge entertained any overstepping ideas, the shackle would activate, causing excruciating agony, preventing her from taking things further!
Very effective, far more so than any chastity belt.
At that moment—
After enduring such torment, Ying Qingge’s enthusiasm for pursuing “truth” vanished, leaving only lingering pain and immense frustration!
Though she couldn’t pinpoint the exact trigger, she could guess with her toes that it was related to Su Chen.
You wretched woman, just you wait!
If you ever fall into my hands, I’ll make you…
“Ow, ow, ow!!”
On the other side—
Su Chen felt Ying Qingge trembling in his arms and saw her pained expression, finding it unbelievable.
“Senior Sister, you weren’t pretending? It’s this bad?”
Looking again, his Senior Sister’s teary eyes gazed at him, her face full of grievance, practically begging for comfort.
She had clearly endured immense suffering.
Feeling sorry for her, Su Chen gently tightened his embrace.
This made Ying Qingge both happy and frustrated enough to want to bite someone.
After all, with Su Chen holding her so tightly, how could she not have stray thoughts?
Did I really have so many impure thoughts?!
…
While Ying Qingge was caught between pain and joy—
Among towering mountains, a precipitous peak pierced the clouds.
Atop this steep summit stood the Pavilion of Forgetting Emotions, the foremost pavilion in the world.
Its location symbolized its status and influence in the cultivation world.
Perched high above the mountains, it overlooked the sea of clouds and shifting peaks.
The highest peak of the Pavilion of Forgetting Emotions was the forbidden Divine Maiden Peak.
At this moment—
A flawless white dress adorned a graceful figure, accentuating her perfect form.
Her stunning face gazed down at the mountains, her waterfall-like silver hair dancing in the wind.
Each breath she took seemed to harmonize with the rhythm of the surrounding world—or perhaps the world’s rhythm adjusted to her breathing.
Calling her a fairy might not even do her justice.
Yet, this celestial being, who seemed to belong in the heavens, showed faint signs of descending to the mortal realm.
Because her Path had developed a flaw.
“To cultivate the Path of Forgetting Emotions, one must never let emotions take root.”
“Generations of predecessors have warned their successors, but what lies at the pinnacle of Forgetting Emotions?”
Wangqing Ge stood atop the highest peak, her understanding of the Path of Forgetting Emotions as profound as her surroundings.
There was no path forward—or rather, she refused to push open that door.
Because she knew clearly that the end of this path might lead to the annihilation of her self!
Fortunately, not long ago, Wangqing Ge had found a second path.
A path truly her own.
“Dust, you really are the calamity star of my fate!”
“But meeting you is also the greatest fortune of my life.”
Crack!
As she spoke, the familiar figure of Su Chen seemed to reappear before her eyes, accompanied by the complete shattering of her Supreme Path of Forgetting Emotions.
Though it symbolized the collapse of her lifelong pursuit, Wangqing Ge felt no panic.
Instead, her indifferent gaze turned resolutely from the broken path ahead.
The Supreme Path of Forgetting Emotions, achieved by severing emotions, was ultimately a lesser path.
Her purpose for cultivating had always been singular.
In the past, present, and future, it would never change.
In that instant—
Countless vibrant scrolls unfurled before Wangqing Ge’s eyes.
Each scroll revealed the same figure.
Wangqing Ge gazed fondly at the youth in the images, murmuring softly,
“To forget emotions is to reach the pinnacle of devotion—a fleeting glance, yet unwavering until death.”
“So, my love for you has never changed…”
“Every moment we shared is so vivid and profound…”
“Every bit of our time together has become eternal…”
“So, this is the Supreme Path of Forgetting Emotions I’ve been seeking!”
With this soft whisper, the path that had nearly shattered miraculously began to reassemble.
Her declining realm surged upward at an unimaginable speed.
Consider this—
Ying Qingge, with her Soft Rice Card trait, was already cultivating at an astonishing pace beside Su Chen.
But compared to Wangqing Ge?
Senior Sister would faint crying in her Junior Brother’s bed.
In an instant, a profound and mysterious aura spread across the eight directions, enveloping millions of miles.
The faint energy emanating from Wangqing Ge’s body alone alarmed countless old monsters around the Pavilion of Forgetting Emotions.
Everyone’s faces showed shock.
“She’s gained new insights again?”
“At her age, how can she have such profound realizations?”
At the same moment—
Wangqing Ge’s powerful divine sense reached every high-ranking member of the Pavilion, announcing her decision to enter closed-door seclusion.
The pavilion’s leaders were once again shaken to their cores.
They had thought their Pavilion Master was already a towering figure, but her ascent was only just beginning!
A heavenly veil descended, completely shrouding the first peak of the Pavilion of Forgetting Emotions.
Yet everyone could sense a new life, a powerful rhythm of breaking free from a cocoon, flowing ceaselessly within.
“When I emerge from seclusion, I’ll come to marry you!”