Chapter 161

Chapter 161: Long Illness Before the Bed

Who’s the mastermind?

In fact, Lu Ye already knew in his heart that it wasn’t Jiang Die, but a sickly beauty from the Six Heavens named Yin Qingcheng.

She’s incredibly possessive.

She’s hell-bent on monopolizing Lu Ye and wants all the other women to beat it.

Similarly, her strength is the strongest.

If only Yin Qingcheng had met Lu Ye earlier, he might have actually found his one and only true love.

He might’ve avoided betrayal.

Unfortunately, there’s an order of appearance in love, and Lu Ye’s past path was to protect, so he naturally wouldn’t just abandon his duty for a sick girl’s affections.

Yin Qingcheng has no choice but to join Lu Ye’s harem.

And she’s determined to be the main wife.

In the end, of course, she fails.

Stirring up trouble among the other women to act against Lu Ye is just too normal for her.

In the end, wanting to capture and raise Lu Ye like a pet is probably her idea.

There’s even a chance she would get rid of the other seven women after weakening Lu Ye, leaving her with him forever.

However, Yin Qingcheng should only be a pawn on the surface, right?

If Lu Ye’s guess is correct, the other women might only know about Yin Qingcheng, but the entity behind Yin Qingcheng wouldn’t be something Bai Qiulan and the others could handle.

Days pass by.

The crack in Yue Hongling’s heart becomes real and clear.

Helping Bai Qiulan clear the Chaos Yin Poison again and again is just too painful.

Moreover, the frequency is way too high.

Originally once every month, then once every twenty-five days.

Now, it’s less than every twenty days.

Every time she finishes channeling the Feminine Extreme Yin Sutra, she’s frozen and unable to move for four or five days before refining the Yin Power.

One could say that each cycle for Yue Hongling is a painful freeze, the agony of thawing, the pain of absorbing Yin Power, and the hardship of digestion. It’s a nonstop cycle of torment.

“Hongling…”

“Time has moved up again? Master, what is wrong with you? Can’t you endure the Chaos Yin Poison a bit longer? I’m a person, not a puppet! I need rest after suffering! It hurts so much!”

Yue Hongling shouts furiously.

Bai Qiulan freezes, her eyes filled with heartbreak and disbelief.

“I… I just wanted you to take some supplements…”

Yue Hongling is taken aback.

Did she misunderstand Bai Qiulan?

Doesn’t matter, she’s sick of it; she doesn’t need any damn supplements!

Yue Hongling vanishes.

Bai Qiulan watches her disappearing figure, her expression gradually turning desolate.

It turns out, when Lu Ye helped her with the poison, he was always the one to offer, wearing a bright smile even when scolded.

Even when she refused, he would insist…

It never felt like this before; now, she clearly has the ability to improve, yet Yue Hongling is so impatient.

In the past, Lu Ye had to endure the pain without losing strength.

They are all her disciples; she treats them so well, so why the huge gap between Yue Hongling and Lu Ye?

Fine, fine, fine!

Since she doesn’t want to continue, she’ll let herself be tortured to death by the Chaos Yin Poison without asking Yue Hongling for help again…

Bai Qiulan might have forgotten a saying.

That saying is, “No filial children beside a sickbed for long.”

If there truly are filial children around a long-term sickbed, that would be a stroke of luck.

Not long later, Bai Qiulan’s Chaos Yin Poison erupts again.

Her strength has already reached the Seventh Layer of the Transcending Tribulation Realm.

Cold!

Pain!

So cold!

So painful!

But she didn’t notify anyone, enduring the pain all by herself.

As a result, no one showed up to help her absorb the Chaos Yin Poison.

This time, she relied solely on her willpower to pull through.

However, how intense the pain was, only she knows.

Bai Qiulan is genuinely heartbroken.

Yue Hongling hasn’t appeared before Bai Qiulan again.

Perhaps she’s exhausted too.

Now, the few of them are like a joke.

When Lu Ye was around, their common goal was him, and their contradictions could be effortlessly resolved.

Once Lu Ye disappears completely, their conflicts sharpen, growing madder until they drive each other crazy.

Unbeknownst to them, Bai Qiulan’s second bout of Yin Poison erupts. The Chaos Yin Poison can accumulate, and without effective absorption, it only gets stronger.

Yet again, no one comes to help her.

Bai Qiulan can’t help but ponder.

Why has she fallen to this state?

Doesn’t she deserve someone’s effort?

But she doesn’t want to die…

She can only save herself, hasten her cultivation, and keep pushing, pushing, pushing.

But the purest Chaos Yin Power is being absorbed by the Taiyin Bone Bug. Her speed to improve isn’t even considered fast.

Bai Qiulan feels utterly helpless and desperate.

Yet the Chaos Yin Poison won’t pause just because of her despair or helplessness.

The third eruption of the Chaos Yin Poison comes.

This time, Yue Hongling and Chu Ling appear simultaneously.

“This time, she should understand,” Chu Ling says calmly.

Yue Hongling sighs.

Her hands touch Bai Qiulan’s back, once more, an extreme cold rushes into Yue Hongling’s body.

At first, the violent cold almost tears her apart, but just a minute later, the Yin Power isn’t as ferocious.

The Yin Power transforms into a gentle stream, flowing into Yue Hongling.

Yue Hongling’s painfully contorted expression finally eases a bit.

It still hurts, but it’s a far cry from before.

Chu Ling watches this scene and can’t help but show a hint of sarcasm.

What’s the point?

Lu Ye, of course, has no idea what these women are up to.

Shen Xitang might know.

With a rumble inside him, Lu Ye officially breaks through to the Ninth Layer of the Transcending Tribulation Realm.

But his resources aren’t exhausted, or rather, there’s still plenty left.

After all, he just snagged treasures from two top-notch sects and still has that massive stash from before.

Roll!

Roll some more.

When it comes to cultivation, there isn’t much to say; it’s mostly about running the technique, devouring various rare materials, and transforming them into abundant True Essence.

Day after day, year after year.

Completely immersed in it, not swayed by external gains or losses.

In the mountains, time passes by unnoticed.

Four months soon went by.

Rolled to the limit.

Lu Ye raises his head.

“Honorable Shen Xitang, we can begin!”

“Ding, received!”

The tribulation clouds start to gather.

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