420: Some people get motion sickness, and others get motion sickness from teleportation?

"Yes, yes, yes... It's all my fault, okay?"

"Then I won't do it like this anymore, alright?" Duan Zhengchun shrugged.

"You wouldn't dare. Whenever I want it, you must satisfy me."

"Otherwise, I'll..." Huang Rong panicked upon hearing this. If they didn't Cultivate using this method, wouldn't she have to toil and sweat through arduous daily cultivation?

Even then, she wouldn't know when she'd improve by even a single level compared to Sister Xiaojing. It's nowhere near as comfortable and convenient as it is now.

Plus, it enhances the bond between husband and wife—killing multiple birds with one stone. Only a fool would refuse.

"What will you do?" Duan Zhengchun looked at Huang Rong with a mischievous grin.

"I'll... I'll snip your little brother off!" Huang Rong provocatively glanced sideways at Duan Zhengchun's 'brother'.

"Pfft, as if you could? You don't even have the strength to scratch him, let alone snip him off." Duan Zhengchun wore a smug expression.

"Huh? Why? Isn't your brother your weak spot?" Huang Rong looked at Duan Zhengchun in confusion.

"What my brother is like, you should know, right? How could you ask such a silly question?" Duan Zhengchun looked at Huang Rong with a strange expression.

"Aiya... My Prince, how could you be like this?"

"You're bullying me. I'm ignoring you now." Blushing with anger, Huang Rong turned and ran away.

However, after just two steps, her foot stumbled, and she nearly fell.

There was no helping it; the long cultivation session had left her legs feeling weak.

In her haste, her legs simply gave out.

"Oh dear, my good wife, slow down. Don't fall. If you get hurt, we won't be able to practice our Special Moves later." Duan Zhengchun looked at Huang Rong with a teasing expression.

Huang Rong's pretty Face flushed red. She shot a coquettish glare back at Duan Zhengchun before turning and running off again.

She needed to properly prepare herself and couldn't let her father see her in such a disheveled state.

Watching Huang Rong flee in disarray, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of Duan Zhengchun's mouth.

His figure flickered and vanished, reappearing inside Huang Rong's boudoir. At that moment, Huang Rong was changing her clothes.

This sight set Duan Zhengchun's heart racing.

However, he didn't do anything to her. After all, this was also a way of respecting his woman. His father-in-law would be back soon, and being caught would be awkward for both of them.

"Tsk tsk... Indeed, a woman changing clothes has a unique charm all its own." Duan Zhengchun admired the view while sighing with appreciation.

Hearing the noise, Huang Rong was startled. She turned and immediately struck out with a palm towards the source.

"Ouch! Are you trying to murder your own husband?" Duan Zhengchun looked at Huang Rong in surprise, raising his hand to catch her delicate wrist. With a gentle pull, Huang Rong's entire soft body fell into his arms.

Huang Rong had thought someone had barged in. Only after striking did she realize her mistake.

By the time she tried to pull back, it was too late. Her whole body had gone limp in Duan Zhengchun's embrace.

"You scoundrel. If you wanted to watch, you could have just said so. Why sneak around like this?"

"Do you have some kind of fetish for this?" Huang Rong leaned against Duan Zhengchun's chest, her Face flushed.

However, at this moment, she hadn't finished dressing. She was only wearing her Undergarments and a Bellyband, revealing large patches of snowy-white skin.

The Huang Rong of this moment perfectly matched the ideal Little Loli in the hearts of most Eccentric Uncles. The only flaw was that she was a bit small.

"You'd better stop playing with fire. Your father has already landed on the island. Hurry up and get dressed. Later, I'll give you an even sexier outfit to wear. I guarantee you'll fall in love with it once you put it on." Duan Zhengchun hooked a finger under Huang Rong's delicate, rounded chin.

"Oh? Really? I'm looking forward to it." Huang Rong's eyes lit up, and she finally left Duan Zhengchun's embrace.

However, what Huang Rong did next nearly made Duan Zhengchun lose control and give her a good 'punishment'.

Knowing Duan Zhengchun was watching, Huang Rong intentionally and unintentionally made some bold movements while changing her clothes.

Watching this made the veins on Duan Zhengchun's forehead throb. If not for the inappropriate setting, he would definitely have given Huang Rong a thorough 'lesson'. This girl was too audacious.

This was quite different from the Huang Rong he knew, but perhaps this version of her was even more alluring.

"Hmph, you little minx. Keep stoking the fire. Just wait and see how I deal with you later." Duan Zhengchun glared at Huang Rong with a dark expression.

"Hehe... What's wrong, my Prince? Don't you like me like this?" Huang Rong made a seductive gesture while looking at Duan Zhengchun.

"Huff..."

Duan Zhengchun took a deep breath, shot her a fierce glare, then turned and left.

Watching Duan Zhengchun's frustrated departing figure, Huang Rong's Face nearly blossomed into a full-blown smile.

"Hehe... Man, you can't escape my grasp." Huang Rong looked at her own figure with satisfaction. The only flaw was that it was a bit small.

However, for her, this wasn't a big problem. She just needed to nourish it a bit more with her Internal Energy, and it would grow quickly.

By the time Huang Rong had completely refreshed herself, Evil Old Man Huang had also returned to the Bamboo Hut.

He saw Duan Zhengchun sitting there alone, drinking tea, with a somewhat unpleasant expression on his Face.

He had pushed his Internal Energy to the limit rushing home, fearing Duan Zhengchun might be doing something inappropriate with his daughter.

Now it seemed clear he had returned too late.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have been so stubborn about saving Face.

So what if he got seasick? It wasn't like he'd never been seasick before. Now, his daughter had been thoroughly devoured.

"Father, what's wrong? You look so pale." Huang Rong looked at her father with concern.

"It's nothing. I'll be fine after resting a bit."

"How about you? Has this wretched boy been bullying you?" Evil Old Man Huang glared darkly at Duan Zhengchun, who was leisurely drinking tea nearby.

"Father, what are you saying? How could the Prince bully me?" Huang Rong cooed.

'Bully? Your daughter has been bullied for a full day and night. Isn't it a bit late to ask that now?'

'But it wasn't a loss. My strength improved again, and our bond deepened.'

"Father, have some tea to calm down first." Huang Rong poured a cup of tea for her father.

Evil Old Man Huang's previously grim expression changed. When he caught the tea's aroma, his eyes immediately lit up, and his Face showed surprise.

Taking the Teacup, he held it to his nose and took a deep breath. Instantly, he felt his mind clear, and even the fatigue from traveling through the night vanished.

What kind of tea was this? How could it have such an effect?

Evil Old Man Huang could no longer concern himself with these questions. He downed the tea in one gulp. Instantly, he felt a warm, buoyant sensation throughout his body.

His entire being felt much lighter. The previous fatigue was swept away. Moreover, he discovered that his strength had actually loosened somewhat, showing signs of progress.

What surprised him even more was that some previously incomprehensible Martial Arts problems suddenly became clear at this moment. He felt a sudden enlightenment.

Thus, Evil Old Man Huang became immersed in his Martial Arts insights, sitting there with closed eyes, completely unresponsive.

Seeing her father's state, Huang Rong felt puzzled and looked at the Teacup in her hand.

"Father, what's wrong? Are you alright?" Huang Rong asked with concern.

"Don't disturb him. He's currently experiencing an Epiphany. Such opportunities are rare." Duan Zhengchun calmly reminded her.