Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 321 What is my husband's name?

That night, the two went absolutely wild, their demands almost insatiable.

Ye Tinglan originally thought that she was just indulging with him and that she would not feel anything other than pain. She was just making herself suffer to satisfy her lover's wishes... But when the moment came, she found that she also felt comfortable.

And it's getting more and more comfortable...

Coupled with the psychological experience of being conquered and attacked, the feeling is really hard to describe. It's a completely different concept compared to previous kisses or casual sex.

The Holy Lord was slowly becoming intoxicated. When he leaned down to kiss her neck, she even turned her head to ask for a kiss in return, murmuring breathlessly, "Xingzhou... Xingzhou..."

Lu Xingzhou: “…”

Originally, I did this because I was a little temperamental, but when the time came, I felt a little sorry for her and was worried that she might be uncomfortable, so I didn't dare to use too much force and even secretly cast a water spell... but I found that she actually enjoyed it.

This gentleman seems to have a mild case of... well, she seems to prefer it that way.

Once I felt relieved, I was completely free.

The Holy Lord's murmurs were no longer coherent, but fragmented and disordered, his mind a complete daze.

She felt like a small boat, tossed about in a storm, being driven around and transformed into all sorts of shapes.

For example, both of my hands were being pulled behind me, leaving me with no support at all...

There was a sense of humiliation, yet it was also quite peculiar, as if all subjective initiative had been surrendered.

For men, this sense of conquest seems even stronger than normal.

Thinking that this person was the number one person in the world, the holy master of the strongest sect in the world, his "doctoral supervisor", and the sister of his white moonlight... with all those buffs stacking up, Lu Xingzhou felt that if there was a mirror in front of him, he could probably see his own eyes turning red.

Aside from the psychological experience, the effects of this dual cultivation, while not comparable to true primordial yin, far surpass the previous practice of exchanging breaths through lips and tongue; it's not even in the same league.

Not long after he started practicing the dual cultivation technique, he could already feel that his newly broken-through third-grade cultivation had made some progress.

It brings physical and mental pleasure and allows for spiritual cultivation; no wonder those who indulge in practices like the "Enchanting Union of Women" are so engrossed in it—who wouldn't be captivated?

At least for the moment, Lu Xingzhou was completely absorbed and utterly unaware of fatigue.

When the time came to an end, the two embraced each other from behind to rest, and neither of them left.

Ye Tinglan lay on her side, her eyes unfocused as she stared at the gauze curtains in front of her, feeling his embrace from behind, completely unaware of what she was thinking.

After a long while, he actually said, "You... must not become obsessed with dual cultivation. Although this matter does not cause the impure energy to become chaotic like the evil practice of 'sexual cultivation,' and is considered a proper method of the Taoist practice of yin and yang working together, it can still lead to a person's will becoming weak and only wanting to rely on this kind of thing. In the long run, this is not good for cultivation."

Lu Xingzhou ignored her motherly lecture and gently squeezed the Tianyao Peak with one hand.

Ye Tinglan groaned, "You, you..."

"But I want to cultivate together tonight." Lu Xingzhou whispered in his ear, "Will you allow it, sir?"

Although Ye Tinglan said this, how could she not relive the feelings she had just experienced? Her pretty face flushed, and she dared not turn her head to look at him, replying softly, "Let me."

A single word seems to infuse men with endless vitality.

And so, sideways, a new round of conquest begins.

Ye Tinglan bit her finger, feeling like she was going crazy. She had been overflowing with maternal instincts and loved taking care of him like a little puppy, so how come she was now falling for his domineering ways?

Go against Tiangang!

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that nothing has ever changed. All along, all I've wanted is someone I can rely on.

Aside from his lack of cultivation, he was perfect in every way. Even in cultivation, he was making great strides in catching up.

Perhaps one day, I will be able to announce to anyone, "Yes, I am his woman."

Instead of hiding it and getting caught up in other people's speculations about whether she's keeping a younger man as a mistress.

As if by telepathy, just as I was thinking this, I heard his voice ask, "Who are you?"

Ye Tinglan knew what he meant and felt somewhat ashamed, so she deliberately said, "I am your husband."

His movements intensified, and Ye Tinglan almost cried out. Then he continued to ask, "My husband... what's his name?"

Ye Tinglan, panting, replied in a low voice, "It is...it is Ye Tinglan, the sect leader of Tianyao Immortal Sect."

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Three poles in the sun.

Ye Tinglan carefully got out of the man's arms and off the bed. She turned her head to look at the man sleeping soundly, exhausted. She pouted slightly, her face showing a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

This dead man, he was so tired, yet he was still not satisfied, asking for it five times in a row.

His dual cultivation technique hadn't yet reached the legendary level where he not only didn't feel tired but also had unlimited vitality. At least his lower back was tired, and the longer he practiced, the more tired he became.

He still wanted more, but couldn't hold on any longer, so he had to give up and go to sleep. It was really funny.

But behind this action lies his boundless love for her, both for her as a person and for the psychological experience brought about by that identity. The combination of the two is what makes him so unable to stop.

Ye Tinglan didn't dwell on the other person's preference for a particular identity, as such things are inherently inseparable.

However, this guy always said some embarrassing things during the process, and Ye Tinglan knew that he had seen his "inner demon" and was also angry and punishing him.

Even the way this game was played was a form of punishment for him.

The punishment was remarkably effective; even a super-grade attack wouldn't leave the Holy Lord unscathed, and now walking is painful for him. He feels like he can't even walk the short distance outside. He's never realized his palace was so vast—damn it.

But it seems he brought it on himself; if he hadn't wanted it too, he wouldn't have come so many times. Ye Tinglan sullenly supported his hips, sat down on the windowsill, took out the damaged Dragon Subduing Armor, and tried to repair it.

The Holy Master of Tianyao possesses a wide range of skills, including weapon crafting and weaving.

Although the weaving method of the Dragon-Subduing Armor has been lost, its restoration is still possible.

The little man is leaving, and no matter how strong I am, I can't watch over him all the time... I can only give him close-fitting armor to keep him a little safer.

Lu Xingzhou, lying on the bed, groggily opened his eyes.

Sunlight streamed through the window, and a beautiful woman was carefully repairing her nails. The sunlight fell on her, giving her an intellectual and gentle glow.

Although it wasn't sewn with needle and thread, it still gave off a feeling of meticulously sewing before departure, fearing a long and delayed return...

As Lu Xingzhou watched, he became somewhat mesmerized.

As if sensing his gaze, Ye Tinglan looked up.

Their eyes met, and both recalled the madness of the previous night, their faces flushing slightly. Ye Tinglan turned her head away: "Almost done, go eat your breakfast."

Lu Xingzhou put on his robe, got out of bed, and sat down beside her: "Madam."

Ye Tinglan's hand trembled slightly, but she quickly composed herself and said, "Mm."

"If you don't return to Daqian, how will you handle the long-term absence of the Grand Preceptor?"

"The sect has elders who act as the national advisor. In reality, the national advisor doesn't have much power. He's only responsible for things like the Imperial Observatory, observing the qi and stars, and revealing fortune and misfortune. The sect elders can do that. I was stationed in the capital for a long time to keep Gu Zhanting in check. As long as I was there, he would have to be more careful in his actions, and at least he wouldn't dare to do things openly."

But you're not here now.

"Even if I'm not here, having a proxy is more than enough. As long as Gu Zhanting's schemes fail these times, and I, Ye Tinglan, stand unscathed at the pinnacle of the Great Qian Dynasty, he won't dare to act rashly." Ye Tinglan, having reached this point, understood Lu Xingzhou's meaning: "You're going back to the capital?"

"Yes, we should first ask our instructor for a report of passing the trial."

Ye Tinglan almost burst out laughing at these words. Her beautiful eyes flickered with a seductive glint: "How do you want me to write it? Do you want me to write that you served me very well last night?"

Lu Xingzhou said in a serious tone: "If this is also your task, then I will naturally write it."

"Pah." Ye Tinglan spat. "You know perfectly well who served whom last night."

Yes, it wasn't the little puppy serving the Holy Lord last night.

It's not that women are being reserved, but rather that they are letting go of their inhibitions and serving their men.

Although there is basically no difference in actions, the psychological difference is like heaven and earth.

Lu Xingzhou coughed lightly and remained silent.

"So are you satisfied?" Ye Tinglan's eyes sparkled as she stuffed the repaired inner armor into his hands.

Lu Xingzhou took the inner armor and said with a double meaning, "Satisfied. But not completely satisfied yet. I hope I can be in the future."

It's unclear whether they were referring to the inner league or the service last night; both sides understood each other implicitly.

Everyone knows that once she steps out of this door, she is once again the pure and virtuous Heavenly Yao Saintess, and he is merely her apprentice.

What she couldn't let go of, she still hasn't let go of.

I hope that one day I can be completely satisfied.

The two stared at each other in silence for a long time before Ye Tinglan finally sighed: "I received a message from the jade talisman. The demon race is sharpening their swords and preparing for a large-scale invasion."

Lu Xingzhou's expression turned strange.

Ye Tinglan also said, "Don't you think this has something to do with you?"

Lu Xingzhou said, "It shouldn't be that bad. As an empress, she..."

"It's hard to say. The demon race behaves differently from humans. Fighting for the opposite sex seems to be a matter of course to them."

"..."

Ye Tinglan laughed: "In any case, this matter is somewhat related to you. Now that you're in the capital, you can get a closer look at the situation and offer some advice. I've asked Elder Su Yuan to return from Tianshuang Kingdom to temporarily serve as the Grand Preceptor. He's an acquaintance of yours, so it'll be easier for him to cooperate."

Lu Xingzhou nodded: "Okay. Um... I have to go now. Madam, please tell my fortune."

Ye Tinglan said, "What are you trying to figure out? Who will you seduce after you leave?"

"Naturally, it will be a matter of fortune or misfortune, good or bad."

"Didn't you not believe in this?"

"At that time, the divination for the Returning Maiden was delayed, and I thought it was quite accurate, so I used it as a reference."

Not knowing whether the divination was accurate for good or bad fortune or for marriage, Ye Tinglan felt a little confused when she thought about it. She then said, "I have already calculated it for you. It is an auspicious divination. You can rest assured."

"What divination?"

"With sincerity, there will be success and good fortune. It is advantageous to cross the great river. Crossing the great river will bring success."

"...Are you sure you divined my future, and not what happened last night?"

"roll."

(End of this chapter)