18: Secret Art of Cynomorium

Chapter 18: Suoyang Secret Technique

Jiaotai Hall Annex.

Zheng Yi sat cross-legged, his Internal Energy surging endlessly like the Yangtze River, filling his limbs and bones.

He could sense that this power could erupt at any moment.

Especially in his mind, the Moves of the Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Saber flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, as if he had cultivated them countless times.

What a pity.

As a shadow, he had no way to hold a saber at all, and could only practice them in his mind.

[Destiny Master: Zheng Yi]

[Talent: Yin and Yang]

[Lifespan: 24 / 95]

[Cultivation Technique: White Lotus Reincarnation Divine Skill First Layer (100 / 100)]

[Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Saber Third Layer (250 / 10000)]

[Comprehensive Strength: Second Rank]

Bi He was pregnant and unable to engage in Dual Cultivation, so the White Lotus Reincarnation Divine Skill still could not grow.

Fortunately, with Consort Duan Xu Qingluan taking over, in a short span of one month, she pushed the Hundred Battles Blood Fiend Saber to the third layer.

His comprehensive strength had also stepped into the Second-Rank Realm.

Unfortunately, his Second-Rank Realm was achieved through sleeping.

Without any combat experience, he was like a newbie.

As for the saber Moves and such, nobody sparred with him, and he didn't even know if they were useful.

"Two more strands of Innate Qi have condensed, and I don't know how to deal with them."

Within the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, two more strands of Innate Qi had condensed.

These two strands of Innate Qi represented two descendants.

One Yin and one Yang; the Yin could give birth to a female, and the Yang could give birth to a male.

Those two strands of Innate Qi condensed on the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror, and he didn't know if there were any harms.

"From the looks of it, I can only infuse the Innate Qi into a woman's body and make her pregnant?"

Zheng Yi hesitated and said, "What am I considered as? The Goddess of Child Delivery?"

"It's just that I don't know if the children born from the Innate Qi will have any benefits for me."

For some reason, Zheng Yi vaguely felt that children born from the Innate Qi were extremely important to him.

"Sixth sense? A sudden flash of intuition?"

"Noble person, noble person?"

At this moment, a little eunuch shouted softly outside the door.

"Coming~"

Zheng Yi responded, perhaps Emperor Zhengyong had forgotten, or perhaps they felt at ease with him.

The little eunuch serving him hadn't been changed for three months.

Now, Little Chengzi, the little eunuch at the door, had become familiar with him, along with a few other little eunuchs.

Some of the things that had happened in the Great Yu Dynasty during this period were all learned from their mouths.

Opening the door, a delicate-looking little eunuch immediately greeted him.

"Little Chengzi, what is the urgent matter?"

"Wang Zhongyi has arrived."

As the sky gradually darkened, Wang Zhongyi came to the annex with a gloomy face, and after dismissing the others, he whispered, "Your Majesty, tonight the imperial tablet of the Empress has been flipped."

"The Empress?"

Zheng Yi hesitated and said, "Why so fast? Didn't they say His Majesty and the Empress were childhood sweethearts? What if it's discovered..."

Wang Zhongyi shook his head and said, "His Majesty's side can hardly hold on much longer."

"Today the Empress ran straight to Taihe Hall and made a huge fuss, and many officials are also advising His Majesty."

Zheng Yi's heart stirred, and he said, "Wang Zhongyi, what exactly is the Empress's status that she dares to act presumptuously in Taihe Hall?"

Wang Zhongyi thought for a moment and said, "You are going to the Empress's place tonight anyway, so I might as well make it clear to you."

"You only know that the Empress is the Empress Dowager's niece, but behind the Empress Dowager stands the Fanyang Lu clan."

"The Fanyang Lu clan are founding ministers. In the more than three hundred years since the founding of Great Yu, the Lu clan has produced over a dozen prime ministers in total."

"The positions in the Three Departments and Six Ministries, the Hanlin Academy, and the Censorate are countless. They are one of the largest aristocratic family factions in the world today."

His voice lowered further: "Back then, His Majesty was able to successfully ascend the throne also relying on these few aristocratic families."

"So after tonight, not only the Empress, but also Consort Cui's place—you must go to both!"

"Plus Consort Duan, kid, you are truly blessed!"

Zheng Yi's heart stirred and he said, "Right, Wang Zhongyi, that Suoyang Secret Technique you mentioned the other day..."

"Hehehe..."

Wang Zhongyi laughed and said, "Are you in such a hurry? It's been prepared for you long ago."

"This item is precious and no one can be brought to teach you; you can only figure it out on your own."

With that, he threw over a thin booklet and turned to leave.

Zheng Yi picked it up as if it were a rare treasure and opened it up.

This booklet was not purely a Secret Manual of Internal Skill and Mind-Cultivation Technique; it actually contained lifelike illustrations.

Men and women using different postures to passively increase the stamina of both parties.

"This posture is truly bizarre. Amazing, amazing, as expected of the ancients."

"Internal Skill flows and circulates, traversing the heavenly cycle..."

"These paintings are also by a master painter, distinct in black and white..."

Outside the Jiaotai Hall Annex.

Accompanied by Little Chengzi, Wang Zhongyi walked out, his expression very respectful.

"Little Chengzi."

"Godfather~ Your son is here."

"You often accompany this person; is this person relatively obedient?"

Little Chengzi hurriedly said, "Godfather, rest assured, the noble person is very obedient and has not left the annex for even a single step all day."

"Well done, well done."

Wang Zhongyi continued, "Keep a close eye on him during this period. Aside from me and His Majesty, no one is allowed to enter, understand?"

"Yes, Godfather, your son understands!"

Little Chengzi thought for a moment and whispered, "Godfather, I wonder who this noble person is..."

"Hmm? You want to know?"

Wang Zhongyi frowned and said, "You had better not inquire about this person's identity. Otherwise, watch your head, do you understand!"

"Y-Yes, yes, yes, Godfather's lesson is right, this child was rash!"

"Do your job well!"

"Yes..."

Late at night, during the Chou hour.

Led by Wang Zhongyi, Zheng Yi came to Kun Ning Palace.

Choosing this time slot was entirely to wait until the Empress was drowsy and less likely to notice his arrival.

If he came too early, the Empress would drag him along to talk, and back and forth, what if she found out something was wrong?

"His Majesty has arrived~!"

"Respectfully welcoming Your Majesty!"

The Empress, dressed in full regalia, hurried forward to greet him, gazing affectionately at Zheng Yi.

"Rise."

Zheng Yi also took the opportunity to carefully observe the Empress.

If Consort Duan was a cold plum blossom standing aloof from the world, then the Empress was a passionate and unrestrained peony.

Graceful, luxurious, and breathtakingly beautiful, especially the tear mole at the corner of her eye, which made her look even more enchanting and alluring.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The Empress gracefully rose to her feet, came to Zheng Yi's side, and naturally supported Zheng Yi's arm.

"Brother Emperor, how could you bear to let Lin'er wait for so long?"

Mmm...

This feeling... 32D?

You wouldn't be able to tell just by looking.

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "Lin'er, I have indeed been a bit busy during this period with border wars and the civil unrest in Qingzhou..."

"Hmph!"

The Empress let out a dainty huff and said, "Then were you at that vixen Consort Duan's place?"

Consort Duan was a vixen?

Zheng Yi glanced at her; then what were you?

"I originally wanted to come to your place, but considering your health..."

As the two spoke, they walked into the bedchamber. The lighting was dim, and the atmosphere was enchanting.

"Brother Emperor~ This concubine's body has already recovered..."

A coy complaint from the Empress melted Zheng Yi's soul.

The red candles and bed curtains were warm, and waves of passion rolled over.

The moon in the sky was so shy that it was blocked by the clouds.

[Absorbed Pure Yin Qi, Lifespan + 19.]

[Absorbed Yin Qi, Bone Structure Enhanced.]

Looking at the handwriting emerging on the mirror surface of the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror in his mind, Zheng Yi shook his head.

Not to mention Consort Duan, she wasn't even as good as Consort Shu.

However...

He patted the flush-faced and drowsy Empress.

"Brother Emperor~"

"Be a good girl, Lin'er, roll over."

"Mmm~"