The two women darted away as if startled rabbits, putting a significant distance between themselves and him. Their small faces were flushed crimson, their eyes darting everywhere but his, which Ye Wen found intensely amusing.

He stroked his chin, a mischievous grin suddenly spreading across his face.

Though he said nothing, the mere expression caused both women's faces to deepen in color. Ye Wen half-suspected their cheeks were hot enough to fry an egg.

“S-Senior Brother, since you are well, you should rest now…” With that, one woman spun around and vanished before a shadow could form.

Hua Yi stole a glance, then finally managed to say, “My Master has just recovered from grave injury and must rest well… Um, um, this servant will also take her leave now. Master, please summon this servant if you require anything!” Head bowed, she too fled.

When Ye Wen came to his senses, both women were gone without a trace. He glanced around, then looked down at his own… brother, muttering, “Look at you, you actually scared them off!”

At this moment, Ye Wen’s power surged, his blood vitality robust. Furthermore, having ceased his cultivation cycle, he naturally lacked the stillness of a water surface mind, resulting in a certain area being intensely stimulated.

He collapsed onto the bed, tilting his head in thought: “Ah, I unexpectedly broke through the final mysterious passage without intending to. What’s going on here?”

Closing his eyes, he directed a sliver of Primordial Violet Qi to circulate throughout his body, examining every meridian. After checking, Ye Wen discovered that not only were his Extraordinary Eight Meridians completely open, but because his Innate state had reached perfection, the collision of true energy had simultaneously cleared several blockages within his body.

Now, all of Ye Wen’s meridians, including the Twelve Primary Meridians and the Extraordinary Eight Meridians, were interconnected, no longer separate, forming a complete circulation throughout his entire body. Ye Wen merely needed a thought, and his true energy could instantly reach any point he wished.

He felt his true energy suddenly swirl in his left hand, then rush to the sole of his foot, and with a flicker of thought, it instantly returned to the abundance of his Dantian. The speed of true energy circulation was unprecedented, truly a matter of following his will perfectly.

“After achieving Innate Perfection, the raw power doesn't skyrocket, but this ability to command true energy at will can elevate one’s combat strength by several tiers. Moreover, with the meridians connected, the movement of energy and circulation when practicing techniques is much faster. In future training, the true energy will run quicker than before, and the accumulation of true energy will be faster!”

“If that is the case, then my Primordial Violet Qi will gain an even greater advantage. Primordial Violet Qi already recovers extremely quickly, and now with the meridians unobstructed and circulation accelerated, my true energy seems inexhaustible. If I merely unleash a casual strike, perhaps the energy will recover by the time the strike lands.”

“If so, perhaps the Myriad Sword Art can truly be performed?”

The reason he could never execute the Myriad Sword Art before was insufficient true energy; the recovery rate couldn't keep up with the consumption. Therefore, relying solely on his own strength, even for the incomplete version he used against Xiang Yutian, required his Junior Sister’s sword essence assistance.

Now, although the total volume of power hadn't seen a massive increase, the recovery speed had greatly improved. He wondered if he could exploit this point to unleash the Myriad Sword Art?

“Perhaps it requires a long time to gather energy?”

Thinking of this, Ye Wen felt helpless. A supreme immortal sword technique, supposed to be instantaneous, required him to count seconds—a truly frustrating prospect.

As for the Grand Tai Chi Art, after referencing its principles of change, his Primordial Violet Qi seemed unchanged; it was still Primordial Violet Qi. Only its application now possessed some characteristics of the Grand Tai Chi Art.

“Should I rename it?”

Tilting his head, Ye Wen finally abandoned the thought of renaming it.

“Primordial Violet Qi is fine, and no one stipulates that Primordial Violet Qi cannot possess Yin-Yang transformation!”

Furthermore, nourished by the Yin-Yang transformation, the resilience of his recovered meridians was actually slightly tougher than his Junior Sister’s. Now, if his Junior Sister channeled her sword essence into his body, he would no longer fear being harmed. In necessary moments, he could even utilize her assistance to perform the Myriad Sword Art.

“Ah, doesn't this count as a combined ultimate move?”

Thinking of 'combination,' Ye Wen suddenly sat up, then clapped his hands together: “Ouch, I almost forgot! My cultivation technique has reached perfection, and Junior Sister is ripe enough—she can be ‘eaten’! I got too used to being a monk for years and momentarily forgot this detail!”

Recalling his Junior Sister’s expression just now, he concluded that Ning Ruxue must have been flustered because she was thinking about that very thing. And he, the fool, had let her run away…

“A tactical error… a true miscalculation!”

As he shook his head and sighed, Hua Yi suddenly poked her head into the room. Seeing Ye Wen sitting up, she entered, carrying a bowl of warm porridge that exuded an enticing aroma. Ye Wen took one look, inhaled deeply, and nearly choked as saliva flooded his mouth.

“Master, please eat something! You haven't consumed anything in five days!”

Ye Wen touched his stomach, surprised, “Right! Five days without food, yet I feel vigorous and energetic, not weak or hungry at all? Have I perhaps entered the state of Bigu (abstinence from grains)?”

Recalling the many novels he had read, wasn't the Great Completion of Innate cultivation equivalent to passing the Qi Refining stage? Usually, after Qi Refining, one achieves Bigu, right? Ye Wen began to wonder if he had indeed stepped into the realm of true cultivation.

However, just as he started to rise, he felt a dizzy spell, his vision momentarily turning black, and he pitched backward. Fortunately, he was sitting on the bed, so he merely fell back onto it. The impact jolted him back to awareness. Only then did he feel weakness in his limbs and an echoing emptiness in his stomach.

“It turns out I was so hungry my body reacted before my mind registered it.” As for why he felt vigorous earlier, that was merely an illusion that follows the completion of an energy cycle.

Seeing Ye Wen suddenly fall, Hua Yi was startled. She set down the porcelain bowl and rushed over to check on him. Finding him lying on the couch with his eyes open but unmoving, she managed a wry smile and said, “My hands and feet are weak from hunger…”

Seeing him like this, Hua Yi let out a few chuckles. She reached out, helped Ye Wen sit up against the pillows, then retrieved the warm porridge and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

Ye Wen opened his mouth and swallowed the warm gruel. He felt a wave of warmth flow into his stomach, making his entire body feel much better.

“Master hasn't eaten for five days, so start with warm porridge to settle your stomach. Eat other things in a couple of days!”

If someone hasn't eaten for several days, suddenly eating too much can lead to sudden death. Thus, starting with liquid food allows the stomach to recover normalcy gradually. Although Ye Wen was a master of martial arts and hunger for a few days wouldn't cause his organs to suddenly fail, letting the stomach adapt slowly with liquids was certainly a good thing.

Hua Yi carefully blew on each spoonful to dissipate the heat before bringing it to Ye Wen’s lips, and he blissfully swallowed each one.

“Hmm, it’s truly fragrant, with a faint sweet aroma!” Ye Wen nodded, smiling broadly, “Did you add sugar to this porridge?” Then he frowned slightly, “Why does this scent seem familiar!”

Hearing this, a blush rose on Hua Yi’s face again. She lowered her head and remained silent, merely focusing on feeding Ye Wen the porridge. By now, half the bowl was consumed, and a considerable time had passed, so it was no longer as scalding hot as before. Hua Yi stopped blowing on it and offered it directly to Ye Wen’s lips.

“Why isn’t it as delicious as before?”

At these words, Hua Yi’s face turned even redder. She murmured, “Master hasn't eaten for days, so his mouth was too bland, which is why it tasted sweet. After eating this much, it naturally won't seem as flavorful as it did at the beginning.”

“Is that so?”

Ye Wen tilted his head to consider, then suddenly reached out and pulled Hua Yi into an embrace. He said, “Master needs to confirm something…” Before the words finished, his arms tightened further, and he brought his mouth down fiercely onto Hua Yi’s vermillion lips, which had parted slightly in shock.

Caught completely by surprise, Hua Yi intended to push him away, but her hands were still holding half a bowl of porridge. A moment of hesitation allowed Ye Wen to succeed completely. Soon, a tongue explored its way into her mouth, forcefully darting and weaving, occasionally teasing her own delicate tongue.

After issuing a few muffled sounds of protest, seeing that Ye Wen had no intention of letting go—in fact, he was holding her even tighter—Hua Yi simply gave up resistance. She went entirely limp in Ye Wen’s embrace, then sensed two large hands behind her moving up and down, causing mischief everywhere. She felt her bones soften and could not muster any strength.

After a long while, their lips separated. Hua Yi’s eyes were glazed, slightly confused about the situation. That kiss had lasted the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. If both weren't highly skilled in cultivation, they might have fainted from lack of oxygen. She tilted her head slightly, remaining dazed for a moment before her eyes gradually regained clarity. The first thing she saw was Ye Wen’s face, alight with a wicked grin.

“It really is the fragrance from your mouth,” Ye Wen chuckled twice, looking thoroughly satisfied and triumphant. He tightened his embrace around Hua Yi, one hand gripping her back, the other resting on her lower waist. The hand on her back slowly traced along the faint ridge of her spine, sending a jolt through Hua Yi, causing the strength she had just regained to dissipate entirely.

“M-Master…” Held so close, she could feel it clearly. Hua Yi quickly noticed the change in Ye Wen and hastily warned, “Master, quickly circulate your energy to resist!”

“Ah?” Ye Wen was utterly unprepared for Hua Yi’s sudden remark. He couldn't fathom why she would say that. Did she mistake his arousal for some strange symptom?

At that moment, he heard Hua Yi whisper, head lowered, “This servant’s… this servant’s saliva has… has that effect?”

“That effect?”

Just as Ye Wen was about to ask more, he suddenly recalled the first time he met Hua Yi. When he was leaving the Tianle Gang branch office, Hua Yi had deliberately kissed him and transferred some liquid into his mouth. He had assumed it was a medicinal solution she had been holding. Now, with Hua Yi saying this, could that have been…?

He lowered his head to look at Hua Yi with confusion. Coincidentally, Hua Yi looked up at him. Seeing his expression, she seemed to understand what he was asking and nodded directly.

Ye Wen suddenly realized, sighing, “Oh dear, no wonder that scent felt so familiar!”

The statement made Hua Yi even more embarrassed, causing her to bury her head so deeply she couldn't lift it again.

Ye Wen gently patted Hua Yi’s back. “It’s fine, it’s fine. Master feels no unusual symptoms. Don’t worry!” Having just understood what Hua Yi meant, Ye Wen ran his true energy through his system and found no abnormalities, save for that one area being overly stimulated. But with a beauty in his arms, wouldn't a man feel stimulated? Especially a man forced to live like a monk for eight years?

Hua Yi murmured into his chest, “This servant was raised by that Shen Yuqing since childhood and bathed in medicinal liquids to improve physique. Besides making my bones strong and suitable for martial arts and dance, it also caused several other peculiar changes…”

Ye Wen understood immediately. The fragrance that had once made him delirious and this saliva capable of inciting primal desire were both results of that medicinal treatment.

“Is your body's fragrance also from that?” Hua Yi suddenly squirmed slightly, seeming a bit shy. “That scent was innate, but after Shen Yuqing used the medicinal liquid, it became much stronger… and it has the ability to confuse people's minds!”

Ye Wen chuckled, “I didn’t expect that Master acquiring a maidservant meant getting a woman like the Fragrant Concubine!”

Speaking of women, Hua Yi suddenly looked up and asked strangely, “Who is the Fragrant Concubine?”

Regarding when a woman’s reaction is this quick when discussing other women in comparison to herself, even martial artists are not exempt.

Ye Wen answered vaguely, then asked, “Are there any other unique features about you?”

This Hua Yi was practically a living weapon. That old demoness Shen Yuqing had managed to concoct such a woman; perhaps no man could withstand it. Ye Wen felt a shiver just hearing about it, though strangely, he seemed immune to Hua Yi’s peculiar traits now. “Is it related to the Grand Tai Chi Art?”

Hua Yi shook her head. “Shen Yuqing said these were all minor arts back then, just incidental additions that made no real difference whether they were present or not. It was only because this servant was born with a naturally seductive constitution that these peculiarities appeared after bathing in the medicinal liquid!”

“Oh!”

“Master…”

“Hmm?”

Hua Yi suddenly asked nervously, “Will Master think this servant… is a monster?”

As a child, she thought all women were like this, but as she grew up and understood matters, she gradually noticed her difference from other women. The body fragrance was hard to hide; whenever she danced or sparred, it was bound to be exposed. The aphrodisiac saliva, however, she dared not mention at all. Only Shen Yuqing knew, and now Ye Wen. She feared Ye Wen might feel disgust towards her because of these strange aspects, especially since these abilities seemed detrimental to others.

To her surprise, Ye Wen laughed heartily, holding her tighter. “Silly girl, other women would envy these special traits! Why would Master dislike them? Hmm… speaking of which, let’s have another kiss!”

“Hmph!”

Coaxed by Ye Wen, Hua Yi’s mood brightened considerably, and she found the energy to joke back. She broke free from his embrace and declared, “Master should rest well. This servant takes her leave now!” Saying this, she hurried out of the room carrying the nearly empty bowl of cold porridge. As she opened the door, she nearly collided with Ning Ruxue, who was, in fact, coming to check on her Senior Brother’s condition.

The two women nearly bumped into each other. Hua Yi kept her head down, absolutely afraid to meet Ning Ruxue’s eyes directly, whispered, “Madam!” and then vanished again in a blink. Her face was scarlet; the anomaly was visible to anyone, and she certainly didn't want Ning Ruxue to see it.

However, she didn't realize that from Ye Wen’s recent embrace, a few strands of her hair had become slightly disheveled. While keeping her head down hid her face from Ning Ruxue, the loose strands couldn't be concealed.

Walking to Ye Wen's bedside and seeing him sitting propped up, Ning Ruxue's first words were dripping with jealousy: “Senior Brother is having quite the delightful time!”

Ye Wen, seeing Ning Ruxue suddenly arrive and knowing the near collision implied this exact line, was simply happy that he had finally made it through his ordeal and waved it off, smiling instead, “Junior Sister is jealous!”

“I… I am not!”

Having her thoughts exposed by Ye Wen, Ning Ruxue was both shy and embarrassed. Even the anger she initially harbored vanished entirely, and her gaze became unfocused.

With that flicker of her eyes, Ye Wen seized the opportunity, pulling her down onto the bed and holding her tight, refusing to let go.

“Senior Brother, let go!” Ning Ruxue felt herself tumble, then found herself cradled in Ye Wen’s arms. Both shy and angry, she struggled and swatted playfully at Ye Wen’s body, though her blows lacked real force.

“Junior Sister, Senior Brother’s skills have finally reached Great Completion!”

Hearing this, Ning Ruxue’s movements instantly stilled. Her face grew even redder, and her speech became stuttered: “S-so… so what does that mean?”

Seeing her reaction, Ye Wen knew she had indeed been shy earlier because she remembered their betrothal. “Our marriage should be arranged now. It’s really unfair to keep Junior Sister waiting all these years!”

Ning Ruxue stopped struggling and instead nestled obediently in Ye Wen’s arms, whispering, “Senior Brother’s cultivation is more important. After all, Senior Brother is the leader of a sect; the Shu Mountain Sect still needs you to uphold it!”

Currently, the Shu Mountain Sect could do without anyone, but it could not do without Ye Wen. Setting aside the fact that the vast enterprise of the Shu Mountain Sect was built up by Ye Wen bit by bit, most of the sect’s respectable renown in the martial world was gained through Ye Wen’s own prowess.

“Indeed! But now that Senior Brother’s Primordial Violet Qi has reached Great Completion and finally broken through all meridians, his skill is at a considerable level, enough to ensure the Shu Mountain Sect's standing in the jianghu! Since the sect matters have reached a conclusion, we should discuss private matters! I can’t keep Junior Sister waiting indefinitely, can I?”

Saying this, he suddenly reached out and gently pinched Ning Ruxue’s delicate cheek. “Besides, Junior Sister is anxious too!”

“I am not!” She reached out to bat Ye Wen’s hand away, but the moment she raised her arm, Ye Wen caught it, and with a swift turn, pinned her beneath him.

“Disobedient, must be punished!”

The little lamb, completely unaware she was being targeted by a big bad wolf, asked blankly, “What k-punish… wuuu…”… PS: Too wicked…