Ning Fan's Chastity Crisis

Over the past two days.

Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao had mostly spent their time strolling around Changming Peak, pausing their cultivation. The reason was simple: they had to wait until the Spirit Marrow Saint-Piercing Method reached Perfection before they could break through to the next realm, and cultivating the Spirit Marrow Saint-Piercing Method required intervals of rest.

After infusing the skin with spirit marrow, one had to recuperate for a period before continuing the infusion.

It would take about half a week.

Of course.

Chief Disciple Miao Tian's training still continued. That focused on improving bodily control and reaction speed, which was unrelated to one's cultivation realm.

Three days later.

The sound of gongs and drums rang out at the foot of Changming Peak. A grand eight-carrier sedan chair stopped before the peak's entrance, drawing the attention of countless disciples.

"Carry these betrothal gifts up the peak and deliver them to Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao."

"Notify Ning Fan."

"Zhao Yan'er of Yin-Yang Peak has come to deliver betrothal gifts!!"

"..."

An uproar of discussion swept through the foot of Changming Peak. The fact that someone had come to deliver betrothal gifts to Ning Fan was not entirely unexpected.

However, Ning Fan was a disciple of Changming Peak after all.

Once he became the Dao companion of a Yin-Yang Peak disciple, it would be no different from him becoming a Yin-Yang Peak disciple himself. Ever since Ning Fan joined Changming Peak, the benefits the peak had reaped were immense. Naturally, the disciples did not wish to see him leave.

But this matter ultimately rested in the hands of Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao.

And so.

The grand eight-carrier sedan chair was brought up Changming Peak and delivered straight to Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao's cave dwelling.

Even though they had anticipated that Zhao Yan'er's betrothal gifts would not be shabby, Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao were still shocked when they saw the actual contents.

There were five thousand Spirit Stones alone, along with a considerable amount of cultivation resources for the Yellow Extreme Realm and Profound Extreme Realm, plus three body-tempering treasures suitable for Profound Extreme Realm cultivators.

There were also over a hundred thousand silver coins.

Plus a Top Grade Yellow-tier Golden Silk Soft Armor.

"Isn't this... a bit too much?"

Ning Fan swallowed hard.

Snatching a Dao companion and gambling for one were truly different. Based on these betrothal gifts alone, this was practically a transaction of 'exchange.'

"Husband, you..."

Yun Qingyao grabbed Ning Fan's wrist.

"Wife, don't be sad..."

Ning Fan was deeply moved, but before he could finish, Yun Qingyao spoke up.

"Have a safe journey."

Ning Fan: "..."

So she was just selling him out like that, huh.

Three days ago she had looked so dejected, and now it was 'have a safe journey.' If the betrothal gifts were a little heavier, would Yun Qingyao tie him up and hand deliver him herself??

Of course.

Ning Fan knew Yun Qingyao was only joking. They had already discussed the matter of him being snatched as a Dao companion.

He would head to Yin-Yang Peak first and assess the situation.

After all, they truly couldn't defeat the other party right now. It was better to temporarily accept these resources, feign compliance, and figure out their next step.

No matter what.

Within seven days, Ning Fan had to escape from Zhao Yan'er's grasp and return so they could head to the Fated Chance location in the Sect's back mountain together.

The trip to the Fated Chance location could absolutely not be missed.

"Be careful."

Yun Qingyao put away her playful expression, looking at Ning Fan with slight solemnity.

"If you absolutely must..."

"It's not entirely out of the question."

"Trust your husband."

Ning Fan squeezed Yun Qingyao's hand. He then took half of the cultivation resources and stored them in his spatial ring for future use.

He also took that Top Grade Yellow-tier Golden Silk Soft Armor.

Yun Qingyao already possessed a defensive dharma treasure, so this Golden Silk Soft Armor naturally belonged to him.

"I'm off!"

Ning Fan swept his robes back and strode out of the cave dwelling.

He headed toward the foot of the mountain.

In front of the peak's gate.

"..."

The moment Ning Fan stepped out, he saw Zhao Yan'er standing with several Yin-Yang Peak disciples, her hands resting behind her back. Seeing Ning Fan appear, a satisfied smile graced her lips.

"Not bad."

"You made the right choice. If you had refused and forced this young lady to act personally, it would have damaged our harmony."

Zhao Yan'er spoke seductively.

"Heh heh."

Ning Fan let out a dry laugh, neither confirming nor denying her words.

"Come here, my little husband."

Zhao Yan'er raised her hand, gesturing for Ning Fan to approach.

"..."

The corners of Ning Fan's mouth twitched. He took a few steps forward, stopping directly across from her. After hesitating repeatedly, he still chose not to fight back.

"Giggle giggle giggle-"

Ning Fan's innocent demeanor instantly sent Zhao Yan'er into a fit of laughter. She turned to the Yin-Yang Peak disciples beside her and spoke.

"Do you see? It really has to be a new disciple. This pure, innocent flavor is the most fun."

Zhao Yan'er's words immediately provoked roars of laughter from the surrounding disciples.

Predatory gazes landed on Ning Fan's body.

Among them, there were quite a few men...

"..."

Those gazes instantly sent a chill down Ning Fan's spine, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

"Alright, stop teasing my little husband."

Zhao Yan'er stepped forward, wrapped her arms around Ning Fan's arm, and yanked him into her embrace. The heavy mounds on her chest pressed directly against his arm.

Ning Fan: "..."

Hiss-

This Zhao Yan'er was really something.

She was definitely something else.

Just like that.

Ning Fan was dragged all the way from Changming Peak to Yin-Yang Peak by Zhao Yan'er, paraded with great fanfare right into the disciple residential area on the peak.

"Little husband, you will stay here for now."

Zhao Yan'er pushed open the doors to a cave dwelling and shoved Ning Fan inside.

"Isn't this... your cave dwelling?"

Ning Fan asked.

"Of course not. Little husband, you are currently nothing more than my concubine. You cannot live with me just yet."

"You can only stay in the side courtyard and wait for this young lady to grace you with her favor."

Ning Fan: "..."

Good heavens.

This setup was no different from the mortal world's high officials and wealthy nobles keeping a mistress on the side. She had prepared a small cave dwelling specifically to keep him in captivity.

It was actually quite interesting.

Naturally, Ning Fan wouldn't refuse. This way, he wouldn't have to spend every day by Zhao Yan'er's side, and he would have much more freedom to move around.

One had to understand.

This was Yin-Yang Peak. It was not Ning Fan's main peak. Naturally, he could act with a bit more impunity here...

While he wouldn't go as far as plundering like he did on Qihua Peak, he could still scrounge up some benefits.

It would be a waste not to.

"Little husband, what are you thinking about?"

Zhao Yan'er raised a hand and shoved Ning Fan hard in the chest. The massive force sent Ning Fan tumbling onto the bed, leaving him momentarily stunned.

What the hell.

Wasn't this the exact move he always used on Yun Qingyao?

Having the tables turned so suddenly was truly...

In the next moment.

Zhao Yan'er pressed her body down onto him. A distinct weight pressed down on Ning Fan, and his entire body tensed up instantly.

"What... what do you want to do?"

Ning Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Heh heh."

"My little husband, you are now this young lady's concubine. What do you think I want to do? Naturally, I want to enjoy your dual cultivation constitution."

"I wonder if my realm will improve after dual cultivating with you just once."

Zhao Yan'er darted her tongue out, licking her lips.

The predatory look in her eyes burned fiercely like a raging fire.

Oh no... This is bad.

Warning bells rang wildly in Ning Fan's heart. Although he had expected something like this, encountering a crisis of chastity the moment he entered the cave dwelling still caught him somewhat off guard.

A chastity...

Crisis!

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