157: Longevity Strategist

The autumn air in the capital was growing thicker, and the chrysanthemums in the Prime Minister's back garden were in full bloom. Their layered golden petals swayed in the breeze, yet they could not conceal the chill of political intrigue that followed like a shadow.

Ever since the news of the Grand Chancellor of the Jixia Academy, Yan Ruyu, entering seclusion for 'self-cultivation' broke, Lin Chen's name had been like a sudden clap of thunder, shaking the entire upper echelon of the Great Qian. Everyone understood that this man, who appeared to be just a 'handsome physician,' held a mysterious power in his hands that could make stubborn Confucian scholars defect and iron-blooded generals bow their heads.

Lin Chen sat in a specially made soft sedan from the Prime Minister's Manor, leisurely entering the estate. This time, he did not bring Yao Linger with him, but instead sensed Red Makeup Ye's distinct wisp of presence in the shadows.

"Dr. Lin, the Young Miss is waiting in the 'Listening to Rain Pavilion'." The Female Official leading the way kept her eyes downcast, but her tone carried an arrogance that kept people at a distance.

Inside the Listening to Rain Pavilion, light veils danced in the air.

A woman sat quietly in a specially made sandalwood wheelchair. She was draped in a thick snow fox blanket; even on this afternoon that was not particularly cold, she still appeared extremely sensitive to the chill. Her face had a sickly paleness, almost transparent, allowing the blue veins beneath her skin to be clearly seen. However, instead of weakening her beauty, this gave her a nearly otherworldly, frail charm.

The daughter of the current Prime Minister of the Great Qian Divine Dynasty, the Great Qian's number one strategist—Clear Profound Ji.

"Dr. Lin, please sit." Clear Profound Ji's voice was very light, yet it carried the composure of someone long accustomed to a high position. Her black eyes, sharp as a scalpel, began to scrutinize every inch of Lin Chen's muscular silhouette the moment he stepped into the room.

Lin Chen was not polite either, sitting directly opposite her and helping himself to a cup of hot tea from the teapot.

"It seems Young Miss Ji only invited me to this 'Chrysanthemum Viewing Party'." Lin Chen took a sip of tea, a playful curve hooking the corner of his mouth.

Clear Profound Ji coughed slightly twice, her pale fingertips stroking the blanket on her knees as she gave a self-deprecating smile. "Qingxuan has a broken body and it is inconvenient for me to see guests. Inviting Dr. Lin here today is indeed for the purpose of treating an illness. However, this illness... I'm afraid ordinary acupuncture and medicine cannot cure it."

"Oh?" Lin Chen raised an eyebrow.

"I was Born with Severed Meridians and will not live past twenty-five." Clear Profound Ji stared directly at Lin Chen, her eyes filled with a heart-palpitating madness and greed. "But I have consulted ancient texts and discovered that there exists an extremely rare 'Pure Yang Sacred Body' in this world. If I can copulate with it and borrow that sliver of Pure Yang Origin, I can not only extend my life but also give birth to the most perfect Bloodline in existence."

She leaned forward slightly, staring into Lin Chen's eyes, and said bluntly, "Dr. Lin, that 'Song of Righteousness' of yours suppressed the Academy, and the power contained within your body is exactly the 'Medicine Primer' I have been dreaming of."

Lin Chen laughed. "Young Miss Ji wants to... borrow my seed?"

"Yes." Clear Profound Ji felt no shame at all; in Great Qian, it was only natural for a woman to take from a man. "Rest assured, as long as you cooperate, I will give you a title and make you an honored guest of the Prime Minister's Manor. I can even ensure your rapid promotion in the capital. You only need to... leave your seed according to my requirements."

Her words were full of a condescending tone, as if making Lin Chen this "tool" was a great favor.

Lin Chen's hand holding the teacup paused slightly, then he drained it in one gulp.

"Interesting. Young Miss Ji is so calculating, you must have prepared a foolproof plan for yourself, right?"

Clear Profound Ji showed a smile of certain victory.

The moment Lin Chen set down the teacup, he suddenly felt a mysterious sense of weakness rising from his Dantian, and his entire body became limp and powerless.

"The tea contains 'Tendon Relaxing Powder' mixed with Tianshan Snow Lotus Heart. It is colorless and odorless. Even a martial arts Grandmaster would be unable to exert any strength for fifteen minutes." Clear Profound Ji looked at Lin Chen coldly, her tone returning to that indifferent control of the overall situation. "Dr. Lin, I said I only need your seed. As for your own will... it is not important."

Lin Chen's body swayed, and finally, with a 'thud,' he collapsed by the sandalwood table, looking at her with hazy eyes.

"You..."

"Come in," Clear Profound Ji called out softly.

Two burly female guards appeared silently.

"Carry him to the bed in my bedchamber. Be gentle; he is my most precious 'Medicine Primer.' If you damage his appearance, I will be displeased." Clear Profound Ji turned her wheelchair and headed toward the bedchamber first.

Inside the bedchamber, a strange fragrance filled the air.

It was a hallucinogenic incense called "Dragon Saliva Dream-Inducing Incense." Lin Chen was laid flat on a massive Cold White Jade Bed. After the guards left, Clear Profound Ji drove her wheelchair to the bedside alone.

She slowly pulled back the snow fox blanket from her body. Although her legs were unable to walk, the lines above her waist were incredibly striking. Beneath her light purple silk nightgown, the plumpness that had been hidden by the blanket was now faintly visible.

"Though he is an arrogant man, this face is indeed heart-stirring." Clear Profound Ji reached out with a cold finger to stroke Lin Chen's cheek, her eyes flashing with a twisted eroticism. "Become my plaything obediently. In Great Qian, men are ultimately just appendages of the strong."

She laboriously propped herself up, crawled onto the bed, and knelt beside Lin Chen. Her hands, so slender they looked as if they might break, began to tremble as she untied Lin Chen's belt.

The moment her fingertips touched Lin Chen's chest, the man who was supposed to be unconscious suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were exceptionally clear; where was there even a trace of being poisoned?

"Young Miss Ji, is this your 'foolproof plan'?"

Lin Chen's cold voice exploded in Clear Profound Ji's ear. Before she could even scream, her wrist was deathly gripped by a large hand that felt like iron pincers.

With a flip, Lin Chen directly pinned this yandere strategist beneath him.

"You... how can you be fine?" Clear Profound Ji stared with wide, terrified eyes.

"'Tendon Relaxing Powder'? Such child's play is ineffective against me." Lin Chen looked down at her, his eyes filled with the mockery of a predator toying with its prey. "Young Miss Ji said just now that you wanted to borrow something from me. But haven't you learned your manners? To borrow something, one must pay interest."

"Let go of me! I am the daughter of the Prime Minister! There are guards everywhere outside!" Clear Profound Ji struggled desperately, but her already weak strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree before Lin Chen.

"Guards? Red Makeup Ye is right outside. Who do you think will come in?" Lin Chen sneered and directly tore open her hypocritical light purple nightgown.

Screeech—!

The fine silk was reduced to shreds.

Clear Profound Ji's delicate body, carved like white jade, was completely exposed to the cold air.

What kind of breathtaking body was this?

Although long-term paralysis had left her legs somewhat slender and pale, it was precisely because of this that she exuded a sickly frailty that stirred a man's desire to ravage her.

The most alluring part was her face, which always carried the radiance of intellect, but was now filled with pure fear and humiliation.

"You... what do you want to do..." Clear Profound Ji asked, trembling.

"Since you want to borrow my seed, as a physician, I must naturally 'do it personally'." Lin Chen leaned down and bit down hard on her cold collarbone.

"Ugh... no!"

Lin Chen gave her no chance to bargain. His aura, full of masculinity and destructiveness, instantly exploded within this medicinal-scented bedchamber.

In this world where women are superior and men are inferior, Clear Profound Ji felt for the first time what absolute, irrational violent suppression was. Her intellect melted like ice and snow before Lin Chen's power.

It was pain, it was humiliation, but in the next second, it transformed into an overwhelming primal instinct.

She was the chess player of this world, but now, she had willingly become a pawn beneath Lin Chen.

Sweat and tears intertwined.

This "borrowing of seed" ultimately became Lin Chen's complete domestication of the Great Qian's strategist.

After a long time, the wind stopped and the rain ceased.

Lin Chen calmly dressed himself, looking at her as if looking at a newly finished masterpiece.

"Young Miss Ji, the interest has been collected."

Clear Profound Ji bit her lower lip, tears falling. She had spent her life calculating, only to end up losing everything. She watched Lin Chen's departing back, her voice hoarse and carrying a hint of humility: "Will you... will you come back?"

Lin Chen did not look back, only waved his hand.

【Congratulations, host! You have subdued the Great Qian's number one strategist (Clear Profound Ji)! Successfully seized control of the Prime Minister's intelligence network!】 【Clear Profound Ji has fallen into a "Stockholm Syndrome" state, Loyalty: Die-hard!】 【Obtained special reward: [Heavenly Secret Calculation] (Can predict power shifts within the capital for the next three days).】 【System Warning: Empress has detected the movements of the Prime Minister's Manor and has summoned you to the palace tomorrow for an audience!】

Lin Chen walked out of the Prime Minister's Manor gates. The night scene of the capital, in his eyes now, was an accessible hunting ground.