My enemies became my companions

Chapter 654 Choose Me or Her (Part 2) (Two more chapters coming at midnight)

A figure in a black python robe stood tall in front, his posture upright, the tip of his spear hovering in front of him, poised to strike.

Yin Weiying, however, possessed a composure that remained unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

After many days apart, they faced each other again. Yin Weiying was no longer as unsettled and turbulent as before. Instead, she stood firm and even subtly gained the upper hand. Yin Weiying wondered if Qin Qingluo felt that she had changed after three days apart. In any case, she felt that she did.

Qin Qingluo lowered her gaze slightly, staring at the female Taoist priest in front of her. For some reason, she suddenly felt that this female Taoist priest was different from before.

"Where is Chen Yi?" she asked again.

Yin Weiying turned slightly to the side and slowly said, "Where could it be? It's in my celestial palace. Turn this place upside down, and you might find it."

Qin Qingluo gripped the Purple Lightning Gun tightly, leaned forward a few inches, and said coldly, "I don't have time to waste words with you."

Yin Weiying remained silent, instead scanning Qin Qingluo from top to bottom a few times. His gaze slid from her cold face over her towering breasts, then paused at her waist and hips.

Come to think of it, it seems this queen was also brewed with chrysanthemum tea.
Tsk tsk, who would have thought that someone so tall and strong would fall to such a state, and what's more, she was once a regional vassal.

Thinking about both old and new grudges made Yin Weiying feel extremely comfortable, but now that she had become an immortal, why bother with them? Yin Weiying shook her head slightly.

"Your Highness's arrival is an honor, though I have failed to greet you properly. But it would be inappropriate to be an uninvited guest." Yin Weiying paused, then said, "This is the Southern Frontier. Although it is said that even a powerful dragon cannot suppress a local snake, does that mean a local snake can provoke a powerful dragon?"

"You call yourself a powerful dragon?" Qin Qingluo asked disdainfully.

In the past, Yin Weiying might have been eager to refute, but this time he just shook his head and smiled, remaining noncommittal.

Qin Qingluo's gaze deepened. Although she didn't know why Yin Weiying nodded and shook her head, every move she made revealed a different aura than before. Although she was not as tall as Qin Qingluo, she seemed to be looking down on her and deciding her life and death.

Without warning, Qin Qingluo suddenly exerted force on her wrist, and the hovering tip of the purple lightning spear vanished abruptly.

It wasn't a thrust, but a push; the entire gun barrel, like a dragon brimming with power, shot straight out without any fancy moves, its target aimed directly at Yin Weiying's brow!

Since Yin Weiying refused to confess, she didn't have the patience to waste any more time.

The spear tip tore through the air, and the resulting gale even caused Yin Weiying's hair to dance wildly backward.

Just as the spear tip was about to pierce her forehead, a fair and jade-like hand casually emerged from her wide, sky-blue sleeve.

The index and middle fingers are brought together like a sword.

There was no earth-shattering grandeur, no dazzling celestial light.

It just so gently and deftly reached forward.

Ding.

A very faint yet distinctly piercing crack.

The tip of the Purple Lightning Spear was firmly held between those two seemingly weak fingers. The wildly leaping lightning on the spear tip was instantly frozen and dimmed, as if its vital point had been pinched, and after emitting a sizzling sound, it was unwillingly annihilated.

The immense force emanating from the injection gun vanished the moment it touched those two fingers, easily dissolved by an invisible and vast power.

Qin Qingluo stared at the scene before her in disbelief.

Yin Weiying remained standing there quietly, her azure palace dress spotless, not a single strand of her hair disheveled. She didn't even glance at the spear tip that had been twisted, her gaze still carrying that compassionate indifference.

"How dare a mere mortal presume to grace a celestial being?"

Yin Weiying's voice was flat and emotionless.

Qin Qingluo's pupils suddenly contracted into dangerous vertical lines.

The muscles in her arms, gripping the spear, bulged, and her internal energy surged wildly as she tried to push the spear forward, or at least pull it back.

but,
The spear tip seemed to be welded to those two fingers, remaining completely still. No matter how much force she exerted, the spear didn't even tremble slightly, as if she wasn't shaking two fingers, but the entire Mount Taihua.

How can an ant shake a tree?

Yin Weiying stepped forward, and Qin Qingluo, intending to push the gun forward, was forced to step back, her feet leaving shallow marks on the steps.

Seeing that she was still trying to do something futile, Yin Weiying smiled, flicked the Purple Lightning Gun away with his finger. The gun shook violently, and Qin Qingluo's arms bulged with veins as she barely managed to suppress it.

"To be honest, Chen Yi is right here, in the palace behind me."

Still shaken, Qin Qinglu stared at Yin Weiying and asked in a deep voice, "What are you going to do?"

As soon as the words were spoken, whether it was a telepathic connection or not, Qin Qingluo and Chen Yi asked similar questions, inexplicably resembling a married couple. Yin Weiying frowned slightly, which only made her and Chen Yi seem less like a couple...

However, if it doesn't resemble them, then so be it.
Right now, she's more like his...master.

With this in mind, Yin Weiying felt even more confident. She could already manipulate Chen Yi, let alone Qin Qingluo. She should strike while the iron was hot and give them a warning so that they would realize who was in charge from now on.

"Your Highness asks me what I want to do, but I want to ask him what he has been doing at the palace these past few days, and why he is keeping my husband here?"

Yin Weiying casually remarked:

"Before I entered the Southern Frontier, I had heard about the various controversies surrounding Your Highness. I believe you are not an indecisive person. How could a married man make Your Highness linger?"

Qin Qingluo's expression darkened at these sarcastic and barbed words. After a moment, she simply laughed and said:
"He does taste good, and his legs are strong enough, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to withstand my torment. Speaking of which, he has been lacking in yang energy these days, and I haven't been tender enough to him. I'm sorry."

Yin Weiying frowned. In her celestial palace, how dare this Prince of Annan utter such arrogant words?

"Be bold!"

Yin Weiying had already raised one hand, pressing it out at Qin Qingluo from a distance.
A tremendous pressure, several times stronger than before, suddenly descended, as if the entire gravity of the celestial palace had instantly pressed down on Qin Qingluo alone!
Click, click.

The exquisite warm jade steps beneath Qin Qingluo's feet could not withstand the pressure and cracked instantly. Her feet sank several inches into the ground, and her black python robe was pressed tightly against her body by an invisible force, outlining her extremely taut lines.

She groaned, her arms gripping the gun trembling violently, her bones groaning under the strain as if they might snap at any moment, and the barrel of the Purple Lightning Gun bent into a breathtaking arc.

The arrogance in her snake-like eyes burned even more fiercely; she gritted her teeth and stood firm.

"Ha, during...these days in my palace..." Qin Qingluo's voice was broken by the immense pressure, piercing the spot that Yin Weiying cared about most, "He didn't...think of you either."

Yin Weiying was so angry that she laughed. She finally witnessed the pride of this queen and understood why even someone as resourceful as Chen Yi couldn't tame this fiery steed.

But, no problem.

She would help Chen Yi, making Qin Qingluo submit to him from then on, and also making Chen Yi bow down to her, so that even if he left this immortal palace and this world, he would still obey her every command.

Killing two birds with one stone, achieving two goals at once.

She slowly moved her hand away, and the pressure on Qin Qingluo's shoulders eased abruptly. She stared at Yin Weiying with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty in her eyes.

"Your Highness, please do not be agitated. I do not truly wish to be your enemy. I disdain engaging in fighting and killing."

"What exactly do you want?" "Here, I am the host and you are the guest. Guests should respect the rules here. How about we make a bet? If you win, I will let you leave. If you lose... let's not talk about it yet and see if His Highness agrees."

Qin Qingluo's snake-like eyes flickered uncertainly before she finally nodded slightly.

The Goddess of Taihua smiled, pursing her lips.

She said slowly, "Since Your Highness is so confident and cares so much, why not ask Chen Yi what he truly loves and see who he is truly devoted to?"

Qin Qingluo narrowed her eyes, intending to say, "I don't care," but her next words made her pupils shrink.

"Let's make this clear first: if the prince loses, then he can have his way with the sexual enhancement."

Yin Weiying smiled gently and said, word by word:

"At that time, he will first take your essence, and then I will take his essence."

…………

Chen Yi was pinned to the brocade couch in the bedroom, unable to even move his eyes for a moment.

He was no stranger to this immobilization spell; he had been immobilized in the underworld before. At that time, Yin Weiying's magic was still shallow, so he didn't struggle. But now that he was in Yin Weiying's realm of wish fulfillment and leaving the immortal palace, no matter how much he struggled to break the spell, he couldn't move an inch.

"Yin Weiying..."

He uttered those three words with a clattering sound, yet strangely, not a trace of anger rose in his heart.

Instead of being angry, he was heartbroken. The mere thought of those three words stirred a deep longing within him, rekindling his most primal desires.

Chen Yi did not panic, but calmed down. Although Da Yin had been suppressed by him for many years, it was precisely because of this that she would definitely want to repay him tenfold once she gained power. Moreover, it would not be a quick and decisive move, but rather a slow and gradual one.

"It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature." No matter how many rounds of chrysanthemum tea he brewed for her, given her mountain-dwelling temperament, she would remain unchanged.

Yin Weiying is such a second-rate villain.

Not long after he had muttered a complaint to himself, Chen Yi couldn't help but add, "However, many women are far inferior to Yin Weiying."

"..."

From now on, I'll lock her in a dark room all day long, and I won't let her rest until she's completely dizzy!
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Chen Yi focused his attention and considered the situation. He was currently in a dangerous predicament, and the most urgent thing was to get out as soon as possible, rather than confronting Yin Weiying head-on. After all, no matter how much he fantasized, he could never outdo his beloved Yin.

May all your wishes come true……

Where should he begin, and where should he start to achieve his goals?
Lost in thought, the door opened silently, and two figures stepped inside.

Qin Qingluo, dressed in a black python robe, breathed slightly short, her snake eyes still holding lingering shock and anger. Yin Weiying, in her immaculate blue palace attire, walked with composure, a calm smile playing on her lips, as if she controlled everything.

Chen Yi's gaze swept urgently across the two women's faces, wanting to convey a warning and to speak up to stop them, but his throat felt as if it were being tightly choked by something invisible.

"No hurries?"

Yin Weiying glanced at him, then casually tapped his finger, and Chen Yi felt his lips and tongue go numb, completely losing his voice.

She turned to Qin Qingluo, her voice carrying a strange penetrating power that reached straight to the heart: "Doesn't Your Highness want to know his true intentions? There's no need for further words. Let's go in together and see for ourselves."

Qin Qingluo's gaze was sharp as a knife, sweeping over the immobilized Chen Yi before returning to Yin Weiying, and she said coldly, "How do we get in?"

“Simple.” Yin Weiying raised his hand, and a tiny, almost imperceptible celestial light from his fingertip entered the space between his own and Qin Qingluo’s eyebrows respectively. “Within the small space of the heart, one thought is all it takes to reach the destination.”

Enter his heart?

Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat, suddenly realizing this was a golden opportunity. Since comprehending the sword intent of heaven and earth, his mind had been operating like a small world. Even though Yin Weiying was almost a god in this realm, he was by no means without a solution when he came to his mind.

Perhaps... there is still room for maneuver there.

The next instant the thought crossed his mind, Yin Weiying and Qin Qingluo's three souls and seven spirits, like two completely different torrents, crashed into Chen Yi's heart.

...............

Heart Lake presents the beautiful scenery of Cangwu Peak, with fir trees standing tall, a path winding from afar towards this direction, and the outline of the mountains extending infinitely outward from here.

Chen Yi let out a breath, as if the heavy burden on his shoulders had finally been lifted.

Here, he was finally able to break free of his shackles and move freely.

The two women slowly ascended the mountain path, and as Qin Qingluo's figure disappeared from view, Chen Yi took a deep breath and continued forward.

Qin Qingluo raised a slight eyebrow, a glint of light flashing within.

Chen Yi had just started walking when, halfway there, he suddenly turned towards Yin Weiying.

The Goddess of Taihua stood tall, shook her head slightly, and smiled, "Why are you so close to me?"

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qin Qingluo's already gloomy face become even more somber.

Arriving at a spacious place, which was where Chen Yi usually practiced his sword at Yin Jian Mountain, Yin Weiying looked around and sighed, "Beautiful scenery, a blessed land for immortals."

Qin Qingluo also looked around. The scene before her was indeed unique, quiet and natural. She nodded slightly, as if in agreement.

Chen Yi's forehead was slightly sweaty. Neither of the two women had ever been to Cangwu Peak. It was not appropriate to tell them where this scene came from at this moment, otherwise the conflict would be further intensified and would become uncontrollable.

He calmed his mind and secretly dispelled the countless obsessions he had with Zhou Yitang in his heart, sending them into the distance.

Qin Qingluo's serpentine eyes swept across the tranquil world before finally fixing on Chen Yi. Her voice was as cold and hard as iron: "How can you know someone's true heart? Is it just based on this illusory landscape?" Her gaze swept over Yin Weiying, her mockery undisguised. "Or is it that the Goddess of Taihua intends to use your magical arts here again, forcing things upon us?"

Yin Weiying's sky-blue wide sleeves fluttered gently in the wind, her posture elegant and graceful, a composed smile playing on her lips.

"Your Highness, please calm down. The heart reflects the heart; nothing can hide his thoughts and desires. We can find out his heart's desires with just a question."

Qin Qinglu snorted coldly, clearly still doubting Yin Weiying's words, but now that things had come to this, she was even less willing to lose face.

She took a step forward, her black robes fluttering in the pine breeze. Although she didn't have the Purple Lightning Spear in her hand, the killing intent honed on the battlefield was even stronger than the spear tip, and she thrust it straight at Chen Yi.

Yin Weiying didn't say anything more, and shook his head as he looked on.

The moment those words fell, the two women's eyes swept over at the same time.

Chen Yi's breathing became slightly rapid.

The two women seemed to be questioning each other silently.

Choose me or her.

(End of this chapter)