A day passed, and the sky above the Immortal Lord's estate was filled with gloomy clouds.
Inside the bedroom, Zhang Mingyuan lay on the bed. His eyes were deeply sunken, his face haggard, looking exactly like a corpse that had been mummified for a thousand years.
He was dizzy and lightheaded now, completely losing track of time and space.
Su Jinxue looked at her dying husband on the bed, her face turning pale with fright.
She immediately reached out across space to retrieve natural treasures from the treasury of the Immortal Lord's estate.
Things like Ten-Thousand-Year Dragon Yang Ginseng, Nine-Transform Resurrection Grass, top-grade Heaven-Mending Pills...
As long as it was a precious medicine for nourishing the kidneys and strengthening yang, she stuffed it into Zhang Mingyuan's mouth as if it cost nothing, using her immortal energy to help dissolve it.
It took a full three days before a hint of color returned to Zhang Mingyuan's sunken cheeks, and he finally came to his senses.
Su Jinxue sat by the bedside, looking at Zhang Mingyuan, who had finally opened his eyes. Her eyes were filled with heartache and concern.
She asked in a soft whisper, “Mingyuan... how do you feel?”
As she spoke, she instinctively reached out her hand, wanting to stroke his head.
“Don't come over! Don't come near me!”
Zhang Mingyuan's pupils shrank abruptly. He was terrified, his eyes looking as if he had just seen a hundred-thousand-year-old female ghost with formidable cultivation.
He shrank to the edge of the bed, then into the corner, squeezing himself into a space barely big enough for a person. He clutched his knees, pressing his thighs tightly against his chest.
Su Jinxue's hand froze in mid-air, her expression becoming extremely complex.
At this moment, she felt both annoyed and amused.
Honestly, was she really that terrifying?
She had only worn him out dozens of times... that was all...
At this thought, an unnatural blush crept onto her cheeks.
She cleared her throat softly.
“I won't come over. Rest assured.”
She helplessly held her forehead.
After resting for a few more days and consuming countless natural treasures, Zhang Mingyuan finally recovered completely.
Now, even if he were beaten to death, he would never dare to use the laws of annihilation to provoke his wife again. He was truly terrified.
He finally had a profound understanding of why women were said to be as ravenous as wolves and tigers.
It was simply an all-consuming abyss!
Fortunately, after observing her for the past few days, the Pure Land Immortal Conception Body seemed to have stabilized and integrated.
Su Jinxue had now returned to her usual cold and aloof self, and she wouldn't turn into a juicer at every turn like she did on the day he returned.
Zhang Mingyuan first went for a stroll outside the Immortal Lord's estate to clear his head.
He took a deep breath of fresh air that was free of hormonal scent before returning to the estate with lingering fear.
Inside the bedroom, he sat side by side with his wife and opened the system panel, preparing to check the cultivation progress of the Laws of the Heavenly Marriage that he had risked his life to obtain over the past few days.
One look, and he was thoroughly shocked.
Zhang Mingyuan's eyes widened. Looking at the numbers on the panel, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
His freaking soul had almost been squeezed dry, yet the progress of the Laws of the Heavenly Marriage had only increased by a single percentage point!!!
【Laws of the Heavenly Marriage Cultivation Progress: 1.1%】
“System! Get the hell out here!”
Zhang Mingyuan immediately demanded in anger.
“What's going on? I almost lost my life, and you're telling me it only went up by one percent?!”
The system's cold, mechanical voice sounded—
【In response to the host's Dao companion, because you were passively drained throughout the entire process, the Yin and Yang were imbalanced, resulting in negligible cultivation effects.】
【The fact that it could increase by one percent is already thanks to the significant effect of the top-grade Three Essences Concentric Pill.】
Zhang Mingyuan instantly wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant.
His wife was so fierce now that he was actually a bit afraid to sleep with her.
At this rate, to cultivate it to one hundred percent, he would probably die on this bed sooner or later, becoming the first Red Dust Immortal in the Xuanling Realm to be sucked dry by his Dao companion.
How he missed his wife who used to be restrained and knew her limits...
Su Jinxue sat nearby, looking at Zhang Mingyuan's expression of utter despair, seemingly understanding what was on his mind.
A flash of slyness crossed her red eyes. She intentionally leaned closer, extending a fair finger to gently tilt up Zhang Mingyuan's chin, her breath as sweet as orchids:
“Zhang Mingyuan, to be or not to be...”
“No, no, no!!! No, no, no!!!!”
Zhang Mingyuan was so terrified that the hairs on his body stood on end. He waved his hands frantically, shaking his head like a rattle.
Seeing Zhang Mingyuan like this, Su Jinxue could no longer hold it in. She covered her red lips and burst into laughter, her smile as beautiful as a flower.
Zhang Mingyuan dazed for a moment before realizing that Su Jinxue was teasing him on purpose!
He was furious, feeling that his dignity as the master of the house had been severely challenged.
Yet, he seemed to have absolutely no way to deal with her!
“Su Jinxue, you've gone too far!”
Zhang Mingyuan flew into a rage, his eyes glaring wide.
But in Su Jinxue's eyes, his display of anger was like a puffed-up kitten hissing.
She reined in her laughter, her gaze turning as gentle as water. She reached out and pulled Zhang Mingyuan into her arms, soothing him softly like a child:
“Alright, alright, stop throwing a tantrum.”
Zhang Mingyuan's body instantly stiffened. He felt as if his explosive temper had punched soft cotton.
He snuggled in Su Jinxue's embrace, his cheek pressing against that soft Little Xuexue...
No, strictly speaking, it was “Big Xuexue.”
He felt very comfortable, his nose filled with the unique, cold, elegant fragrance of his wife.
His nose greedily inhaled her scent, and he couldn't help but nuzzle against her.
That mere Su Jinxue, honestly, what did she take him for?
Wait! No!
Why was he being coaxed like a child by this woman again?!!
Zhang Mingyuan suddenly snapped to his senses and broke free from Su Jinxue's embrace.
He stood up straight, and the lion returned to the stage.
“Hey, hey, hey, Su Jinxue! If a lion doesn't show its might, do you think I'm Hello Kitty?!”
Zhang Mingyuan stood with hands on his hips, his lion-like voice echoing throughout the entire Immortal Lord's estate.
Su Jinxue tilted her head, a trace of confusion appearing on her gorgeous face:
“Hmm? What is Hello Kitty?”
“Uh...”
Zhang Mingyuan was momentarily at a loss for words and scratched his head.
“It's... a cat, I guess!”
“Oh.”
Su Jinxue understood, her red lips curving into a playful arc.
“Then aren't you just a little kitten?”
“What? Say that again??!!”
Zhang Mingyuan's eyes widened, simply unable to believe his ears.
Su Jinxue wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she looked at him with great interest:
“My little kitten, what do you want to do?”
Zhang Mingyuan clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.
This was too much! Simply too much!
He shed his outer coat in the bedroom, revealing his toned upper body, a raging fighting spirit burning in his eyes.
Today, he would definitely let this woman know who the true dominant partner in this relationship was!!!
Seeing this, Su Jinxue merely gave a disdainful smile and leaned lazily against the head of the bed.
She suddenly felt that teasing Zhang Mingyuan like this was indeed very fun.
Looking at Zhang Mingyuan's exasperated yet helpless state, she now seemed to understand why he had always opposed her in various ways over the past five thousand years.
So there was actually such great pleasure in teasing one's partner.
Just as Zhang Mingyuan pounced aggressively toward the bed, and the two were about to start an intense and exciting sparring match in the Dao of swords to determine who was superior,
Suddenly, a vast voice echoed from the sky above the estate—
“Worthy Brother! Worthy Brother!!!”
“Get ready to make a move! Get ready to make a move!!!”
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