Chapter 967: Secretly prepping something big (2/2)

“Alright, I’ll wait,” Han Yunxi was thrilled. She was always filled with expectation for this man’s gifts. Actually, she didn’t suffer any losses now, either. Long Feiye’s Profound Frost Sword hadn’t been touched by anyone else since he accepted it from the sword sect master. Han Yunxi was the first!

Duanmu Yao had tried her best to get this sword in the past, but she hadn’t even managed to touch it. As Long Feiye held the scabbard and Han Yunxi the blade, both of them began to cross weapons in the room. Han Yunxi was starting from zero, so Long Feiye just told her, “Just blocking is fine.”

Han Yunxi did as she was told. Inexplicably, she found that her blade began to gain energy. She didn’t know what was going on, but trusted Long Feiye utterly and followed his tempo. Eventually, her wild moves settled down to something more structured. Han Yunxi had excellent innate talent, so she quickly discovered the patterns of movement and turned into an active party. Her sword struck towards Long Feiye, who blocked it with the scabbard and accurately deflected the attack.

“You’ve almost caught up with my childhood years,” Long Feiye was delighted. Han Yunxi’s enlightenment skills were better than he expected.

“That’s because you teach well!” Han Yunxi grinned.

Long Feiye tossed the scabbard aside and began to teach Han Yunxi how to wield the blade with his hands on her. Many of his strikes looked flat, but Han Yunxi could clearly sense the sword qi circling around the blade, strong and thick.

“Transform the energy into qi, then qi into an awn,” Long Feiye muttered. “Yunxi, close your eyes. You don’t have to think about anything, I’ll guide you.” He had one hand on her waist and the other on her sword hand as he guided her.

It wasn’t clear what Long Feiye felt, but Han Yunxi felt like they were dancing. As his scent enveloped her, she didn’t even want to open her eyes, but just sink into this sensation forever.

The first dual cultivation session needed a rather long time. The duo worked until the middle of the night. Han Yunxi sat on the bed and clearly felt her dantian feeling warm. A strange yet familiar energy was resting within. She touched her stomach and smiled. “It’s very warm and comfortable.”

Long Feiye immediately reached over with his hand just as Han Yunxi regained her senses. She let him stroke her as well, but his hand seemed stuck on her stomach after it made contact. He had been half reclining before, but now had drawn very close to her body. By the time Han Yunxi realized what was going on, it was already too late. Long Feiye lightly pushed her and she toppled back onto the bed and its thick layer of blankets. He rode on top of her and looked down with a wicked smirk. Her legs had fully recovered, but he’d yet to dote on her properly yet.

Han Yunxi’s hands rested against Long Feiye’s body, blocking him. Unsatisfied, he was about to speak when she undid his robes! Long Feiye was surprised. Han Yunxi’s face was scarlet, but her movements grew even bolder. Every time she took the initiative, it was impossible not to go all the way to the end or to quit halfway.

As expected, they were supposed to set out first thing next morning, but Han Yunxi ended up sleeping until noon. Once she woke, she was so startled that she got off the bed without putting on her shoes. Long Feiye was reading his messages before looking unhappily at her toes. “Isn’t it cold? Put on your shoes.”

“It’s already noon, why didn’t you wake me up?!” Han Yunxi complained.

Long Feiye’s eyes went back to his secret missives. “You were so exhausted that it was better to sleep a little longer.”

Han Yunxi had just returned to the bed while she remembered how she’d begged him for mercy last night. Embarrassment almost caused her to crash into the bed. She snuck a glance back and looked doubtfully at Long Feiye. It was bewildering. Didn’t this fellow ever get tired?

Although it was shameful, Han Yunxi didn’t regret it. She was currently striving hard for a secret goal of her own. After tidying up and eating a meal, Gu Beiyue arrived. They secretly rushed to the Skypit, only to realize Baili Mingxiang had been waiting there for hours.

“Your Highness, princess,” Baili Mingxiang greeted them both before nodded politely at Gu Beiyue. She assumed that she’d stay in the military until old age when she went back, but never expected to be summoned back and see them again. Her heart was quite flustered, but she didn’t show any of that on her face. Of course, even if she did--who would notice in the first place?

“Princess, any news of Little Yu’er?” That was her primary source of concern.

The Di Clan had been searching for Ning Cheng’s whereabouts nonstop, but so was Han Yunxi. Finding him meant finding Su Xiaoyu, too. Jun Yixie had the highest suspicion, but Long Feiye’s men had yet to uncover any news. It was hard to gain entry into any of the main strongholds of the army. Moreover, Jun Yixie had such a personality that it was impossible to believe he’d be able to keep calm with Ning Cheng in his hands! He should have shown up to save his master at Hundred Poisons Sect, too. Unfortunately, Han Yunxi didn’t know that Jun Yixie had already severed relations with his master, or else she wouldn’t have knocked him off her list of suspects.

“Let’s go, to the sacrificial altar,” Han Yunxi said. Last time they’d discovered it by accident at the underground palace. Thanks to a fissure in the earth, they’d fell into an abyss and found the place. Now they could go there directly to search for clues.

But what would they find?