8: Chapter 8 The Saintess's Reservedness? Insignificant compared to the young master of the Xu family.

Nine Dragons pull the carriage, crossing the Void Realm.

The carriage wheels rolled over the clouds, emitting a rumbling sound like thunder from the Nine Heavens.

However, inside this extremely luxurious golden carriage, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The space inside the carriage was vast, resembling a small, mobile palace.

The floor was covered with the fur of a ten-thousand-year-old snow fox, soft as snow; stepping on it felt like walking on clouds. The surrounding curtains, woven from the tears of merfolk, hung down, emitting a faint, lingering fragrance that completely isolated the noise from the outside world.

Su Qingge was currently curled up in the furthest corner of the soft couch.

She held her knees tightly, her moon-white palace gown—symbolizing the dignity of the Tai Chu Saintess—looking somewhat disheveled at this moment.

She kept her head lowered, her eyes—usually as cold as a frozen pool—now flustered like a lost fawn, not daring to look up at the man opposite her.

Just moments ago, that man had domineeringly declared in front of the entire Sect that she was his woman, and then, without a word of refusal, carried her into this carriage.

At that moment, she even felt the relieved gaze from her Revered Master, as if thinking, "A daughter married off is like water spilled."

This gave her the illusion of being abandoned by the whole world, with only this man left before her.

"What? Is Your Highness, the Saintess, suffering from motion sickness? Why do you keep your head down?"

Xu Chen leaned lazily on the other side of the soft couch, toying with a crystal-clear jade cup, his gaze roaming over Su Qingge without restraint.

It had to be said that this so-called "Number One Beauty of the Eastern Wasteland" was indeed worth looking at.

Even in this awkward and embarrassing moment, the cold and ethereal Aura about her had not diminished in the slightest; instead, the lingering blush on her face added a touch of charming allure that was maddeningly enticing.

Hearing Xu Chen's voice, Su Qingge's delicate body trembled slightly.

She took a deep breath, trying hard to restore her usual cold and arrogant demeanor.

"Young Master Xu is joking."

Su Qingge raised her head, and although her cheeks were still burning, she kept her gaze as calm as possible. "Qingge is just... just not used to this new identity yet."

"Moreover, men and women should keep their distance."

"Although the Young Lord has delivered the betrothal gifts, we have not yet formally bowed in marriage. Isn't the Young Lord's behavior just now a bit... too reckless?"

By the end, there was a hint of weak protest in Su Qingge's voice.

She was a Saintess, the Disciple with the highest talent in the Tai Chu Holy Land for tens of thousands of years.

She had her own pride and reserve.

Even if she had to marry for the sake of the Sect, she did not want to be treated like on-call merchandise, manipulated at will.

Upon hearing this, Xu Chen put down the jade cup in his hand.

A playful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he leaned forward slightly, instantly closing the distance between them.

"Reckless?"

Xu Chen chuckled. "You are my fiancée, and I am your fiancé. How is it reckless for me to hug my own wife?"

"Besides..."

Xu Chen's gaze suddenly deepened, his line of sight seemingly piercing through Su Qingge's clothes to reach inside her body. "If I didn't bring you up, should I have let you stay down there and endure the pain of the cold poison devouring your heart?"

Su Qingge's expression changed drastically.

She instinctively covered her chest, her eyes filled with shock.

"You... how did you know?"

The Nine Yin Mysterious Maiden Body is a rare, top-tier Physique in the world.

Those who possess this Physique Cultivate extremely fast, and their primordial Yin is extremely pure.

But everything has its pros and cons.

This Physique is naturally heavy in Yin Qi, and without Pure Yang Qi to balance it, every full moon night, she would suffer the agony of cold poison gnawing at her heart like ten thousand ants.

This was one of the reasons why she had always maintained a cold demeanor and was unwilling to interact with others.

Because she had to constantly circulate her spiritual power to suppress the cold energy within her, she had no spare energy to deal with social niceties.

This matter was the highest secret of the Tai Chu Holy Land; besides her Revered Master and a few Grand Elders, no one else knew.

Even Ye Liangchen, who hovered around her all day, didn't know.

How could this Xu Chen see through it at a glance?

"Who am I? I am your husband."

Xu Chen sat up straight, the playful look on his face vanishing, becoming somewhat serious. "Stretch out your hand."

Su Qingge was stunned for a moment, hesitating.

"I told you to stretch out your hand."

Xu Chen's voice deepened, carrying an unquestionable dominance.

Under the pressure of this Aura, Su Qingge subconsciously stretched out her left hand.

Her wrist was as white as snow, so slender it seemed it would break with a slight touch.

Xu Chen reached out his hand, not lecherously groping like a scoundrel, but gently resting three fingers on her pulse.

The touch was ice-cold and piercing.

It was like touching a piece of ten-thousand-year-old black ice.

Xu Chen frowned slightly.

No wonder the System evaluated that if she didn't address this in time, she wouldn't live past twenty-five.

The cold Yin energy in her body had already accumulated deep within her Meridians; it was only because of her profound cultivation that she could barely suppress it. If it were an ordinary person, they would have long since frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Hmph, those old fogeys are truly misleading their Disciples."

Xu Chen snorted coldly. "They clearly know you have the Nine Yin Mysterious Maiden Body, yet they only know to make you Cultivate cold-attribute Cultivation Techniques. Isn't that just adding fuel to the fire?"

"If you keep Cultivating like this, let alone reaching the Emperor realm, you won't even be able to survive the Saint tribulation."

A stormy sea surged in Su Qingge's heart.

Every word Xu Chen said hit her vital point precisely.

In the last half year, she had indeed felt her cultivation stagnate, and every time she circulated her power, her Meridians would ache faintly.

Originally, she thought it was a mishap in her Cultivation, but she didn't expect it to be a problem with her Cultivation Technique.

"Then... then what should I do?"

Su Qingge asked instinctively, the defensive tone in her voice gone, replaced by a hint of seeking help.

In this moment, she even forgot that the man before her was a Mortal who couldn't Cultivate.

Xu Chen looked at her dazed, cute appearance and chuckled inwardly.

The fish has taken the bait.

"What to do? Of course, we treat it."

Xu Chen released her wrist and slid his hand upward, grasping her soft, boneless little hand.

Su Qingge instinctively wanted to pull back, but was held tightly by Xu Chen.

"Don't move, I'm checking the flow of your Meridians."

Xu Chen said solemnly, his face filled with the expression of "I am a doctor, I have medical ethics."

But inside, he was screaming: Awesome! This feeling is simply amazing!

"This kind of cold poison is useless to treat with ordinary Medicinal Pills."

Xu Chen said, while kneading her little hand, "The only way is to use the most rigid and Yang-aligned energy to enter your Meridians, bit by bit, to disperse and merge with those accumulated cold energies."

"And I..."

Xu Chen pointed at himself. "I happen to possess the world's top-tier Pure Yang Physique—the Hongmeng Creation Origin Body."

"Although I haven't started Cultivating yet, the Yang Qi within me is the best tonic for you."

Although Su Qingge was innocent, she wasn't stupid.

The most rigid and Yang-aligned energy... entering the Meridians... merging...

This sounded so much like the Dao of Dual Cultivation?

Her face turned completely red, flushing all the way to her ears.

"You... you mean..."

She stammered, unable to say that shameful word.

"What are you thinking about?"

Xu Chen flicked her smooth forehead lightly.

"I mean, I can use a special technique to help you clear the Meridians in your arms first, to alleviate your pain."

"As for a complete cure..."

Xu Chen leaned close to her ear, his warm breath making her whole body tingle.

"That will have to wait until our wedding night, after we have had a deeper exchange."

"Now, roll up your sleeves first."

Su Qingge covered her forehead where she had been flicked, looking at this man who was both domineering and a bit mischievous; the cold Aura in her heart had completely collapsed.

She bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly rolled up the sleeve of her left arm.

Revealing a section of her arm that was as white and flawless as a lotus root.

Xu Chen took a deep breath, silently chanting "form is emptiness" in his heart, then reached out and covered her arm.

This time, he used the power of the System.

Although he had no spiritual power, the Hongmeng Creation Origin Body itself was a huge energy source.

As his palm made contact, a warm, pure stream of heat, full of vitality, slowly seeped into her Meridians along her skin.

"Ng..."

Su Qingge, caught off guard, let out an extremely seductive soft moan.

The next second, she covered her mouth abruptly, so ashamed she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

How embarrassing!

The dignified Tai Chu Saintess actually made such a sound just because a man touched her arm?

But she really couldn't be blamed.

That feeling was just too... too comfortable.

It was like a person who had been freezing in ice and snow for three days and nights suddenly being immersed in a warm hot spring.

Wherever that stream of heat passed, the cold energy that had been entrenched in her Meridians for years melted away instantly like snow meeting the scorching sun.

The trembling and pleasure that came from the depths of her Soul made her originally tense body go limp instantly.

She leaned helplessly on the soft couch, her beautiful eyes misty, her teeth biting her red lips, looking at Xu Chen; where was there any resistance left in her eyes?

It was a yearning for warmth, an instinctive pursuit of life.

And also... submission to the man before her.

Xu Chen looked at Su Qingge's current appearance.

That face, originally cold and arrogant, was now flushed with color, her eyes misty like silk, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, showing him the tenderness of its flower stamen without reservation.

[Ding! Detected a significant increase in target Su Qingge's favorability.]

[Current status: Body and mind fallen (Elementary).]

[System evaluation: The host's tactic of "entering the Dao through medicine" is played to perfection. It is recommended to increase the intensity and completely shatter her psychological defenses.]

Xu Chen's mouth curled slightly, and his movements did not stop.

He went all the way up her arm, gently pressing her Acupoints; every press made Su Qingge's body tremble slightly.

"How is it? Does it feel much better?"

Xu Chen's voice was low and magnetic, carrying a seductive magic.

"Mm..."

Su Qingge had completely given up thinking, able only to nod instinctively.

She felt as if there was a fire burning in her body; that strange feeling she had never experienced before made her both afraid and somewhat... expectant.

"Don't be afraid."

Xu Chen seemed to see through her thoughts, his other hand gently wrapping around her shoulder, pulling her half into his embrace.

"This is just the beginning."

"When you truly become my woman, you will discover..."

"In this world, besides Cultivating for Immortal Ascension, there is another kind of happiness called 'envying only the mandarin ducks, not the immortals'."

Su Qingge leaned against his broad chest, smelling the pleasant scent of ambergris on him, and that last bit of reserve in her heart finally turned into an inaudible sigh.

She slowly closed her eyes, no longer struggling.

Letting that warm energy completely envelop her.

Nine Dragons pulled the carriage, piercing through clouds and mist.

And the spring scenery inside the carriage had only just begun.