256: Chapter 256 Let's have an in-depth discussion!

She paused for a moment before continuing:

"Revered Master said that this Cultivation Technique requires one to comprehend emotions and sentiments to achieve a Breakthrough. And I... I previously could not understand what 'emotions and sentiments' meant. Until..."

She looked up, glanced at Ye Changge, and then quickly averted her gaze.

"Until I spent more time with you, Fellow Daoist, that I gradually began to understand a little."

Xia Qingyue took a deep breath, an internal struggle raging in her heart.

Xia Qingyue took a deep breath, an internal struggle raging in her heart.

She had practiced the "Supreme Forgetting Emotion Art" since childhood. Her Revered Master, Meng Qingcheng, had repeatedly warned her that the greatest taboo of this Cultivation Technique was the wavering of emotions; any slight slip could lead to eternal damnation. Yet, paradoxically, the key to a Breakthrough in this very Cultivation Technique lay in "comprehending emotions"—these four words she had contemplated for years without ever finding the answer.

The "Supreme Forgetting Emotion Art" required the comprehension of emotions to Breakthrough, and Ye Changge was the person who could stir those emotions within her. Revered Master had said that if she wanted to take another step forward, she could no longer escape; she had to face this feeling head-on, or even... immerse herself deeply within it.

At this thought, Xia Qingyue felt her cheeks burning, and even the tips of her ears were tinged with a faint pink.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look into Ye Changge's deep gaze. Her voice was so soft it was almost audible only to herself, yet she forced herself to add:

"So... if I want to go a step further... this humble one... still needs to have... a deeper exchange with you, Fellow Daoist..."

Before she could finish, Xia Qingyue's pretty face had turned so red it looked as if it might bleed. She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes darting around, no longer possessing her usual cold composure. Her entire being radiated the bashful embarrassment and helplessness of a young girl.

Seeing this, Ye Changge was also delighted.

He was never some upright gentleman to begin with. He had restrained himself before only out of consideration for Xia Qingyue's status and her Revered Master, who was a Core Formation True Person. Now that she had taken the initiative to speak, if he were to continue acting, it would instead seem hypocritical.

Moreover, his feelings for Xia Qingyue had not just developed over a day or two. This woman not only possessed a Grade Four Ice Spiritual Root but also a Taiyin Spiritual Body—a top-tier Aptitude found only once in ten thousand in the Cultivation World.

If such a woman could be taken into his chambers, the talent of the offspring she bore would certainly not be poor. They might even inherit her Taiyin Spiritual Body and become future pillars of the Ye family.

Previously, he hadn't dared to act rashly. Firstly, his own cultivation was still shallow, only at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, and the gap between him and a True Disciple of the Lingxiao Sect was too wide.

Secondly, he was wary of her Revered Master, the Core Formation Female Cultivator. Heaven knows how she would react if she knew he was targeting her Disciple.

But things were different now.

He had already stepped into the Foundation Establishment Second Layer and had successfully practiced the Kunpeng Refining Art. His body tempering Realm was also approaching the Quasi-Third Rank. He was no longer that small Cultivator from the Qi Refining stage. In terms of combat power alone, with the Myriad Talismans Heavenly Stems Strategy in hand and paired with the Yin-Yang One Qi Grand Capture, he might even be able to fight a typical Late Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator.

Such strength, when paired with a True Disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, might not be more than enough, but it was barely sufficient.

What's more... he also had a token personally gifted by a Core Formation sister.

That was a keepsake of a Core Formation True Person. Taking it out at a critical moment, even the Elders of the Lingxiao Sect would have to show some respect. With this connection, what did he have to fear?

With his mind made up, Ye Changge no longer hesitated.

He looked at the blushing face before him, reached out, and gently tilted Xia Qingyue's chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, I happen to be staying in the Marketplace for a few days." His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of undeniable certainty. "During these few days, how about letting me... help you with your Cultivate?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Xia Qingyue could react, Ye Changge pulled her soft, cool body into his arms.

Xia Qingyue only felt a wave of warm breath against her face. In the next second, she was pressed against that firm and powerful chest. Through the thin fabric, she could clearly feel the strong beating of his heart and the face-reddening temperature coming from where their skin met.

"Fellow Daoist Ye... you..."

She instinctively wanted to push him away, but just as her hand was raised, it was caught by Ye Changge.

Then, he lowered his head and directly captured those two soft, cool lips.

Xia Qingyue felt as if she had been struck by lightning; her mind went completely blank.

Although she had done such things with Ye Changge before, that was a long time ago. At that time, she could still barely maintain her clarity, telling herself it was just necessary for cultivation—something she had to do to comprehend emotions.

But at this moment, she only felt a buzzing in her head, and all her thoughts vanished.

Ye Changge's kiss was not rough; it even carried a bit of deliberate tenderness and patience. He first gently took her lower lip into his mouth, sucking on it delicately. Only after her tense body relaxed slightly did he slowly deepen the kiss.

He was skilled—Xia Qingyue had known this for a long time. After all, he had many wives and concubines and numerous children. It would be strange if he were still inexperienced in this regard. But when she was actually in the midst of it, she truly realized what it meant to be "a veteran of the battlefield."

He gently pried open her teeth, entwining with her dodging tongue with an irresistible dominance, slowly tangling together.

He could clearly perceive her aura changing from the initial tension and stiffness, bit by bit becoming soft, becoming... moist.

Xia Qingyue only felt an unprecedented tingling sensation spreading from where their lips and teeth met, like small electric currents passing through her entire body. Her breathing became more and more rapid, her heartbeat in her chest was so fast it almost jumped out, and those beautiful eyes, usually as cold as frost, began to glaze over with a layer of mist.

At the same time, the Supreme Forgetting Emotion Art within her body suddenly accelerated its circulation!

A cool surge of spiritual power gushed from her Dantian, rushing and flowing along her Meridians at a speed far exceeding normal. Those originally stagnant Acupoints now showed faint signs of loosening, as if a thin layer of window paper was being repeatedly battered by this surging spiritual power.

Ye Changge noticed the abnormal movement of her Cultivation Technique and felt certain, knowing his judgment was correct. While maintaining the lingering affection between their lips and teeth, he reached out and gently took hold of her waist, pulling her a few inches closer into his embrace.

Time passed slowly.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Ye Changge finally pulled back slightly, allowing Xia Qingyue to catch her breath.

He looked down at her.

That face, which was usually as cold as frost and untainted by the dust of the world, was now flushed crimson. Her fair skin was tinged with a faint pink, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, delicate and dripping.

Her lips were slightly swollen, with traces of the lingering affection from just now remaining, and there was even a thin silver thread at the corner of her mouth.

Xia Qingyue gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently, her entire being radiating an unprecedented weakness and charm.

Ye Changge was in no hurry.