Chapter 260

He closed the booklet, a bold thought suddenly flashing through his mind.

The "True Explanation of the Five Elements Spirit-Seizing Chaos" he cultivated followed the path of pure plunder, seizing the spirits of others for his own use.

Yet this "Yin-Yang Harmonizing Qi Method" followed the path of mutual benefit between yin and yang.

If he could master both secret arts and integrate them, taking the strengths of each to compensate for the other's weaknesses, he might just forge an unprecedented path.

As his thoughts shifted abruptly, he cast his gaze upon Yin Qingqing.

Yin Qingqing's body suddenly shuddered violently; she shivered instinctively, her legs retreating half a step uncontrollably.

She naturally knew that this "Yin-Yang Harmonizing Qi Method" was essentially a dual-cultivation secret art. Seeing Jiang Ye looking at her with that meaningful gaze, her heart nearly jumped out of her throat.

Her legs couldn't stop trembling, and her voice followed suit, quivering:

"Master..."

"Qingqing truly cannot lose her virginity..."

"If I lose my purity before the fox gu technique reaches great success, the fox gu will backlash, and both it and I will die..."

Jiang Ye smiled faintly and returned the booklet in his hand to the cloth bag:

"Didn't you tell me that long ago..."

"Rest assured, this old man has no intention of taking your virginity."

"This old man is not that kind of lecherous person."

Hearing this, the terrified Yin Qingqing was almost angered into laughter.

You aren't a lecherous person?

Then what was that just now...

Immediately after, her body trembled even more violently.

Not taking her virginity.

Could it be that this old thing wants to...

Having experienced Jiang Ye's "stick education," Yin Qingqing had completely submitted.

This damn old thing only looked old on the outside.

In reality, he was terrifying to a hair-raising degree.

She was truly afraid.

So afraid that whenever Jiang Ye took a step forward, her legs would start shaking uncontrollably.

If she were to endure another round of stick education.

She might never be able to pass a loud fart again in this lifetime.

She never wanted to taste that kind of pain and humiliation a second time; just recalling it made her bones ache faintly.

Just at this moment.

A heavy sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

"Oh? You have quite a few guests here..."

Jiang Ye smiled faintly and put the "Yin-Yang Harmonizing Qi Method" back into the cloth bag to store it.

"Master... this..."

Yin Qingqing looked at Jiang Ye cautiously.

Jiang Ye waved his hand casually: "No matter, I will not interfere with your social life."

Hearing this, Yin Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, then stood firm, doing her best to suppress the trembling of her body.

A moment later.

A young man wearing expensive, luxurious robes, with a tall, upright posture and a handsome face, arrived at the courtyard entrance.

His entire demeanor carried a hint of the arrogance peculiar to disciples of noble families; standing there, he exuded an aura that kept strangers at a distance.

"Oh? Could this person be from the Zheng family..."

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow slightly, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

This young man's features were actually one or two parts similar to Zheng Feng's.

But his features were more aggressive, and the fierce look between his brows was far sharper than Zheng Feng's.

One could tell at a glance that he was a favored son of heaven who, under the dual blessing of power and talent, had never known the meaning of the word "restraint."

"Zhang Zhang Shixiong Zheng Lin, what a rare guest. How do you have the time to visit my small courtyard today?"

Yin Qingqing greeted him with a beaming smile, two shallow dimples rippling out; she was like a different person compared to the shivering figure she had been before Jiang Ye.

Zheng Lin took a gold-stamped, bright red wedding invitation from his sleeve and handed it over, smiling: "Junior Xu Xu Shijie Yin, seven days from now is the day of my grand wedding with Chuxue. The banquet will be held at Jade Bamboo Pavilion. You must do me the honor of attending."

Yin Qingqing took the invitation with both hands, covering her small mouth as she let out a perfectly timed, light exclamation:

"So it is the happy occasion of Zhang Zhang Shixiong Zheng and Jiang Xu Shijie. Qingqing offers her congratulations here first."

"Zhang Zhang Shixiong Zheng, rest assured, I will definitely be there."

"Speaking of which, Jiang Xu Shijie also ascended to the position of direct disciple a few days ago. You two are truly a match made in heaven; you make others envious."

Her words were flawless, flattering both Zheng Lin and Jiang Chuxue, with the scale of her praise perfectly measured.

A look of unconcealable pride immediately appeared on Zheng Lin's face.

Jiang Ye, standing not far away, nodded secretly.

This Yin Qingqing was indeed a talent.

To be able to cower like a quail before him, yet converse and laugh freely before a heaven-favored talent like Zheng Lin—this ability to switch roles so naturally was not something just anyone possessed.

It was a pity she had fallen into his hands.

However, he was more concerned now that the person before him was actually Zheng Feng's "good big brother," Zheng Lin.

Moreover, the wedding between Zheng Lin and Jiang Chuxue was already approaching.

He had been busy cultivating these past few days and had almost forgotten about this.

Zheng Lin chatted casually with Yin Qingqing for a few more sentences, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the gray-robed old man standing quietly in the corner of the courtyard.

Yin Qingqing immediately introduced him: "Zhang Zhang Shixiong Zheng, this is Deacon Jiang from Heavenly Cloud Peak..."

Zheng Lin merely nodded casually, not even bothering to cup his hands in greeting, before withdrawing his gaze.

To him, this kind of Divine Qi Realm martial artist from a backwater sect was not even worth a second glance.

Although Jiang Ye had gained some fame recently, it hadn't reached his ears yet.

It was only because of Yin Qingqing's special status.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made this trip at all.

After perfunctorily saying a few more words, he turned to take his leave, his gait full of the ease and arrogance peculiar to a noble family's heaven-favored talent.

Jiang Ye watched Zheng Lin's retreating figure with a playful expression, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing that Zheng Lin had walked far away, Yin Qingqing hurried back to Jiang Ye's side, the capable and appropriate smile on her face instantly switching to an expression of "righteous indignation":

"Abominable..."

"This Zheng Lin actually dares to look down on Master like this!"

"Qingqing hates these people who look down on others the most."

"Master, rest assured..."

"Once Qingqing's gu technique reaches great success, I will definitely help Master vent this anger!"

Her tone when saying this was so sincere that it seemed as if she were truly feeling indignant on Jiang Ye's behalf.

Jiang Ye looked at Yin Qingqing with a half-smile and said:

"I couldn't tell, you are actually so loyal to me..."

"I thought that after your gu technique reached great success, the first person you would want to kill..."

"Would be this old man."

Hearing this, Yin Qingqing was so frightened that her face turned as pale as paper instantly.

This god-forsaken old thing actually guessed correctly.

Although she thought this in her heart, her body fell to its knees with a thud at Jiang Ye's feet, her two hands gripping his robe tightly, her voice shaking uncontrollably:

"Master..."

"Qingqing is completely submissive to you in both body and heart..."

As she spoke, she squeezed two crystalline teardrops from her eyes, matching her naturally innocent face; she was truly the picture of a loyal servant protecting her master.

Jiang Ye didn't care about her performance in the slightest, saying faintly:

"Take out your disguise mask and the bewitching incense for this old man to see."

Yin Qingqing was slightly startled, her eyes, which were exceptionally bright from being moistened by tears, blinking.

No.

Why does this old thing want these things?

Could it be...

He also wants to be a flower-plucking demon?!