212: Chapter 212 Frostnova's Happy Time

Lin Ye gasped, feeling a surge of heat rush straight to the top of his head.

Beneath Leng Yue's dignified and aloof exterior, she had unexpectedly uttered such straightforward words with such contrast.

The lethality was ten times more terrifying than Frost Star's direct approach.

"Drain me dry? I think you're asking to be disciplined!"

The Pure Yang True Fire danced in the depths of Lin Ye's eyes as he lowered his head to catch the Saintess of the Demon Sect who dared to provoke him.

However, before he could even touch Leng Yue—

"Big Sister is cheating! I clearly came first!"

A voice of extreme dissatisfaction suddenly cried out from the side.

Immediately following that, a petite figure pounced directly from the side with the momentum of a fierce tiger descending the mountain.

Frost Star, this little girl, was jealous.

Seeing Lin Ye and Leng Yue flirting and leaving her out, the Nether Corpse King's protective instinct over her food instantly exploded.

She didn't care about the order of arrival, nor did she care that this was the illusion bedchamber of the Saintess of the Demon Sect.

Frost Star leaped into the air, her slender waist twisting nimbly mid-air.

Accompanied by giggles like silver bells, she landed precisely in front of Lin Ye, stirring up a crisp and ghostly cold fragrance.

"Mm!"

Lin Ye only felt his vision darken as a biting Nether cold qi instantly enveloped all of his senses.

The Taiyin Qi pressed down like a tide, carrying an astonishing spiritual pressure that firmly locked onto his spiritual platform.

"Making Husband's head hot! Frost Star is here to lower your temperature!"

Frost Star suppressed Lin Ye from high above.

A pair of slender, straight legs firmly locked around his shoulders and neck, looking just like a little wildcat fiercely protecting its food.

Her face was full of the triumph of a successful prank, and lowering her head to look at Lin Ye, whose vital energy was temporarily restrained by the cold qi, she laughed until her body trembled.

"You belong to Frost Star! No one is allowed to snatch you away!"

Lin Ye was left somewhat amused and exasperated by this move.

But after all, he possessed the great completion of the Pure Yang Dao Body; how could he truly be suppressed by a little girl?

Furthermore, this was an excellent excuse to "administer family discipline".

"Good grief, you little sprite, how dare you launch a sneak attack on this Sect Master?"

Lin Ye took a deep breath, his arms shooting out like lightning.

Pure Yang True Qi suddenly erupted in his palms, acting like two scalding hot iron tongs that precisely locked onto Frost Star's slender waist.

"Get down here!"

Lin Ye straightened his waist, exerting core strength fiercely, and directly lifted the little girl from his body up into mid-air.

"Ah—!"

Caught off guard, Frost Star let out an exclamation of surprise.

Her originally triumphant expression instantly froze, her legs kicking wildly in the air, but she couldn't gain an ounce of leverage at all.

"Know to panic now?"

Lin Ye held her steadily aloft, a dangerous smile curving the corners of his mouth.

"Weren't you quite mighty just a moment ago? Riding over this Sect Master's head to act domineeringly—if I don't loosen your meridians properly today, you, the Nether Empress, probably won't know who the real master in this Funeral Shop is!"

As his words fell, his hands parted outwards, and the Pure Yang Qi transformed into invisible chains, fixing Frost Star in mid-air.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness, coupled with the Qihai acupoint gate being abruptly locked by the Pure Yang True Fire, made Frost Star completely panic.

"Let me down... Frost Star knows she was wrong..."

"Too late! Today, you must undergo this family discipline, whether you are willing or not!"

The Pure Yang Golden Blood boiled frantically within Lin Ye's body.

He urged the source of his Dao Body, and the extremely rigid and yang Pure Yang True Fire fiercely converged in mid-air with the extreme Yin chilling breath within Frost Star's body.

The moment the two completely opposing forces collided, they stirred up layers of visible red and blue spiritual qi ripples, spreading outwards in all directions.

"Mm—!"

Frost Star's heterochromatic eyes suddenly widened, the corners of her eyes instantly welling up with physiological tears.

This domineering Pure Yang empowerment came far too violently, causing her originally provocative yandere face to disintegrate in an instant, transforming into ultimate fragility and submission.

Her hands grabbed tightly onto Lin Ye's broad shoulders, her fingertips sinking deep.

Nether cold qi overflowed from her fingertips, leaving a few shallow frost marks on Lin Ye's scalding back.

"The energy is too full. Husband..."

Frost Star raised her snow-white neck, letting out a soft cry carrying a trembling tone.

Relying on the formidable arm strength of his Pure Yang Dao Body, Lin Ye held her steadily suspended in the air.

The supreme mental cultivation method of the Yellow Emperors Inner Canon: Yin-Yang Interaction Chapter was fully activated at this moment.

Under the enhancement of the Hehuan Bed's triple-acceleration formation, the majestic spiritual qi formed a huge red and blue dual-colored spiritual power vortex between the two of them.

Extreme high temperature and extreme cold intertwined and collided crazily within their seamless circulation of the heavenly cycle.

Leng Yue half-reclined within the red gauze curtains, watching the shocking scene of Yin-Yang fusion reflected in the huge bronze mirror.

In her dark golden cold eyes, a trace of fluctuation rarely stirred.

"Husband's Pure Yang Dao Body... has improved by more than a notch compared to our last clash."

Leng Yue lightly bit her red lips, whispering to herself.

She could clearly perceive that the Pure Yang Golden Blood inside Lin Ye's body was surging and operating at an incredible speed.

Every time it collided and blended with Frost Star's extreme Yin origin, his aura stabilized by a fraction, and there was even a faint trend of breaking through upwards.

"This little girl's Nether origin has actually fulfilled Husband."

A trace of envy flashed across the depths of Leng Yue's eyes.

Although the Red Hou cold qi within her body also belonged to the extreme Yin, it was even more domineering and difficult to tame than Frost Star's Nether Corpse Qi.

If it could deeply merge with Lin Ye's Pure Yang True Fire, perhaps a method could be found to crack the cold poison backlash that had plagued her for a thousand years.

It was just that...

The pride she had cultivated over a thousand years made it impossible for her to act like a spoiled child and vie for favor as recklessly as Frost Star.

Just as Leng Yue's thoughts were spinning a hundred times, the energy storm in mid-air had climbed to its peak.

"The formation core is about to be broken through!"

Frost Star's voice, carrying a crying tone, echoed throughout the bedchamber.

Under the tempering of this continuous stream of Pure Yang True Fire, the Nether origin within her body finally broke through the final bottleneck.

Boom—!

The red gauze curtains of the entire illusion bedchamber fluttered violently in this terrifying energy storm.

The surrounding bronze mirrors hummed, and fine cracks appeared on their mirror surfaces.

The majestic spiritual qi aftermath swept across the entire bedchamber like a tsunami, forcing even Leng Yue to raise her hand to shield the dazzling spiritual light before her eyes.

After a long time, the storm gradually subsided.

Lin Ye let out a long breath of scorching hot air, the Pure Yang Golden Blood surging endlessly within his body, and his entire body felt indescribably comfortable.

He lowered his head to look at Frost Star in his arms.

This little girl had her eyes closed, and crystalline teardrops still hung on her long eyelashes.

Her mouth could only emit weak whimpering sounds, like a little kitten whose fur had been completely smoothed out, lacking even the strength to lift a finger.

"Know Husband's prowess now?"

Lin Ye flicked her lightly on her sweat-dampened forehead.

"Wuwu... Frost Star will never dare again..."

Frost Star buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled and carrying a hint of a spoiled nasal tone.

Lin Ye chuckled, gently placing her onto the soft brocade quilt of the Hehuan Bed.

He stood up and stretched his muscles and bones.

He only felt that the fatigue and pressure from this period had been swept away, his entire body feeling as light as if he had unloaded a thousand-jin boulder.

"It seems that this Yellow Emperors Inner Canon: Yin-Yang Interaction Chapter can not only enhance cultivation but also has miraculous effects on relieving mental pressure."

Lin Ye sighed inwardly.

He turned around, his gaze falling upon Leng Yue, who was half-reclined within the red gauze curtains.

This Saintess of the Demon Sect had watched the whole process from the side; at this moment, a thin layer of blush floated on her cold and peerless face, and her breathing was a bit more rapid than usual.

Her dark golden eyes were staring at Lin Ye without blinking, hiding a desire deep within her eyes that she had never shown to anyone for a thousand years.

Lin Ye walked up to her, reached out his hand, and pulled her up from the red gauze curtains.

"Did Lord Saintess watch carefully just now?"

A rogue smile curved the corners of his mouth.

Leng Yue turned her face away, the roots of her ears turning slightly red.

"...Fair enough."

"Fair enough?"

Lin Ye raised an eyebrow, a warm Pure Yang True Fire igniting at his fingertips, probing slowly along the Taiyin meridian on her fair wrist.

Leng Yue's body trembled slightly, but she didn't pull away.

"Then now, it's time for Husband to experience Lord Saintess's cultivation method."

Lin Ye leaned down and whispered beside her ear.

"Tonight, Husband will help Lord Saintess regulate the cold poison within your body. No consultation fee will be charged, only a single promise."

Leng Yue raised her eyes to look at him.

"...What promise?"

"In the future, whatever happens, don't shoulder it all by yourself."

Lin Ye restrained his smile, his tone turning rare and serious.

"The cold poison in your body has accumulated for a thousand years; relying purely on yourself to endure it, there will always be a day when you can't hold on anymore. Since you have acknowledged me as your husband, then half of this mess—I, Lin Ye, will shoulder it."

Leng Yue was stunned.

She had lived for a thousand years, fighting her way from the bottom of the Demon Sect all the way to the position of Saintess; it had always been her protecting others, and it had always been her alone shouldering everything.

This was the first time someone said to her—

"I will help you shoulder half of it."

She lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

After a long while, she nodded gently.

"...Mn."

Lin Ye grinned broadly and scooped her up horizontally into his arms.

"Then it's settled. Let's go, let's change to a more spacious place, and Husband will thoroughly dredge your meridians for you."

"Wait! Why carry me as we walk? I can—on my own—"

"A patient should look like a patient, don't move around randomly."

Lin Ye strode towards the depths of the bedchamber, and Leng Yue in his arms struggled twice before giving up resistance, burying her face into the crook of his shoulder, the roots of her ears turning so red they were almost bleeding.

Behind them, Frost Star's groggy voice came from the Hehuan Bed.

"Husband... where are you going... Frost Star wants to go too..."

"You rest first, I'll come back to accompany you later."

Lin Ye responded without turning his head.

"Wuwu... Husband is biased..."

Frost Star rolled over, muttered a few words while hugging the quilt, and then fell deeply asleep again.

In another quiet room deep within the bedchamber, the spirit stone lamp lit up automatically, its soft, warm light illuminating the entire room.

This place was much smaller than the outer main bedchamber, but it was much more private. The surrounding walls were densely carved with suppression array patterns; it was a secluded place specially used for regulating meridians and suppressing cold poison.

Lin Ye placed Leng Yue on the cold jade bed in the exact center and sat cross-legged opposite her.

"Before we start, Husband must make something clear to you."

He said with a serious expression.

"The Red Hou cold poison in your body has accumulated for a thousand years and has penetrated deep into your bone marrow and meridians; it is impossible to completely clear it with just a single regulation."

"Tonight, Husband will first use the Pure Yang True Fire to help you clear a few main meridians and disperse those most stubborn cold poison nodules. Afterwards, regulate it once every seven days for three consecutive months; it should resolve a large part of it."

Leng Yue nodded, her expression calm.

"This concubine understands."

"It's good that you understand."

Lin Ye reached out his hand, the Pure Yang True Fire in his palm condensing into a fist-sized golden sphere of light, looking like a tiny sun in the dim quiet room.

"Give me your hand."

Leng Yue hesitated for a moment, then placed both hands into his palms.

Lin Ye closed his palms, slowly transferring that ball of Pure Yang True Fire into Leng Yue's Laogong acupoint.

"Mm—!"

Leng Yue let out a muffled grunt, her body suddenly tensing up.

The Pure Yang True Fire traveled all the way up along her Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian. Wherever it passed, those cold poison nodules that had lingered for many years were melted and dispersed one by one, transforming into wisps of black qi that overflowed from her pores.

This process was not easy.

Every time it impacted the cold poison nodules, it felt like scorching the meridians with raging fire.

Fine sweat beads quickly oozed out on Leng Yue's forehead, yet she tightly clenched her teeth and remained completely silent.

"Cry out if it hurts; there's no one else here."

Lin Ye said while controlling the Pure Yang True Fire.

"...Unnecessary."

Leng Yue's voice carried a hint of stubbornness.

Lin Ye shook his head helplessly.

This woman had a thousand-year-old stubborn spine; she truly couldn't change it overnight.

He said no more, concentrating his energy to control the Pure Yang True Fire as it pushed all the way along Leng Yue's twelve regular meridians.

Time passed minute by minute.

In the quiet room, only the subtle humming sound of spiritual qi circulating and Leng Yue's occasional muffled grunts remained.

I don't know how much time had passed, but when Lin Ye completely dispersed the cold poison nodules in the last main meridian, Leng Yue finally couldn't help but let out a long exhalation, her whole body collapsing softly backward onto the cold jade bed.

Her entire body was soaked in sweat, her silver-white long hair scattered messily across the surface of the jade bed, and her chest heaved violently.

But her complexion was more rosy than at any other time.

That bone-deep chill that had plagued her for a thousand years had now miraculously receded by more than half.

"How do you feel?"

Lin Ye was also quite exhausted, plopping down onto the edge of the jade bed and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Leng Yue gazed at the ceiling, remaining silent for a good while before speaking softly.

"...Very good."

Pausing for a moment, she added another sentence.

"Better than ever."

Lin Ye grinned broadly.

"That's fine. Rest well, and tomorrow morning I'll have Frost Star decoct a pot of qi-tonifying medicinal diet for you; combining it with the regulation will yield even better results."

He stood up, preparing to leave, but his wrist was gently grabbed by a slightly cool hand.

Lin Ye turned his head back.

Leng Yue lay on the cold jade bed, turning her head to look elsewhere, yet that hand refused to let go.

"...Sit for a while longer."

Her voice was very soft, so soft as if she were afraid someone would hear her.

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

He sat back down, cupping that hand of hers within his palm.

"Alright, I'll accompany you to sit for a while."

The quiet room was extremely quiet.

The spirit stone lamp cast a soft light, projecting their shadows onto the walls carved full of array patterns.

Outside the window, the night was deep, and all sounds were still.