Chapter 3440: Lend You a Helping Hand

Song Ruyu followed Ye Chen's hint and tried to feel how the alcohol's energy operated inside her body.

Immersed in it, she suddenly had the sensation of internal observation, as if her consciousness had sunk into her own body, like a bystander watching that energy roam wildly and invade.

Before, her internal observation had only just begun, unable to go very deep, but with the help of alcohol, using it to clear the way and spiritual energy to follow, she actually achieved a deep internal observation state, which felt quite miraculous.

Feeling the alcohol's effect quickly waning, she couldn't help but look at Ye Chen, and before she could speak, he poured her another cup.

Song Ruyu felt her body like an engine, with high-proof liquor as the fuel for its operation; seeing the fuel about to run out, she quickly took it and drank it all in one gulp.

This made Tawana beside her stare in shock; she subconsciously leaned over to glance at the wine bottle and exclaimed: "53-degree alcohol, drunk like water—Miss Song, your tolerance is so high?"

Ye Chen laughed: "Miss Song is looking for the feeling of drunkenness."

Tawana felt jealous in her heart hearing that: you two live in the same suite, and she's still here drinking baijiu nonstop trying to get herself drunk; when I leave, won't you two, a single man and woman, be like dry wood and fire?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but pick up an empty wine cup and say: "Mr. Ye, could you trouble yourself to pour me a cup too? I also want to find the feeling of drunkenness."

Ye Chen said: "You still have a performance tomorrow; drinking too much won't do."

Tawana said carelessly: "Anyway, the performance starts at seven in the evening, so drinking a bit now won't interfere; besides, if I drink too much, I can sleep well—I haven't rested properly these days."

Actually, what she was thinking was: worst case, I'll drink too much and lie down here; if you two really want to do something, just bring me along as well.

Ye Chen didn't think much either; since Tawana voluntarily wanted to drink, he poured her a cup and handed it over.

Tawana smelled the strong alcohol, initially hesitated a bit, but after a moment she steeled herself, gritted her teeth, and gulped the alcohol down into her stomach.

She had never drunk baijiu before, clearly underestimated its potency; after one cup, her entire stomach and esophagus felt like they were on fire, burning painfully.

She forced herself to endure the burning sensation, and before the pain could ease, her brain felt like it had been filled with lead—extremely heavy, her vision blurred, and she felt somewhat light and floating.

She supported her forehead, swallowing saliva while murmuring: "This alcohol is too scary, like gasoline—good heavens, I feel like I'm about to lose control and fall asleep..."

Saying this, she lifted her head, her hazy eyes looking at Ye Chen, and coquettishly pleaded: "Mr. Ye, if you and Miss Song want to do something, please please bring me along—three people, I don't mind at all, everything is entirely voluntary on my part!"

After saying that, her head tilted, and she slumped onto the sofa in a daze.

Ye Chen saw she wasn't pretending to sleep, so he let her lie there without further attention; meanwhile, Song Ruyu opened her eyes, looked puzzled, and asked: "Mr. Ye, Miss Tawana just said to bring her along—does she also want to cultivate?"

Ye Chen waved his hand: "She cultivates shit."

Song Ruyu asked, puzzled: "Then what did she mean by saying that just now? I didn't quite understand..."

"You don't need to understand..." Ye Chen awkwardly shook his head, then asked her: "By the way, how do you feel?"

Song Ruyu, insensitive to matters between men and women, let alone Tawana's wolfish words, found herself unable to make sense of it; seeing Ye Chen unwilling to explain, she didn't press further, but seriously recalled: "Mr. Ye, just now, following your instructions, I didn't deliberately interfere with the alcohol's effect, and it really felt like I had entered a deeper level of internal observation; now I feel, I feel my perceptual ability is sharper than before."

Ye Chen asked her: "Have you found your own sea of consciousness?"

"Not yet." Song Ruyu shook her head: "Lord Ying once had the Grand Commander relay a message, telling me to find a way to open my own sea of consciousness, but I've never been able to find the method to enter it."

Everyone has their own sea of consciousness; it is like an ocean within spiritual awareness, and only by opening the sea of consciousness does one equal opening one's infinite potential.

Some people first comprehend the Dao, then open the sea of consciousness; while some geniuses, first open the sea of consciousness and then comprehend the Dao from within it, just like Cai Cai Zi.

But after comprehending the Dao, it is not necessarily true that one will have the chance to open the sea of consciousness.

Because every step after comprehending the Dao is like a threshold, filtering out most people, leaving only an extremely small minority.

Most people who comprehend the Dao can only wander at its entrance for life, precisely because they cannot open the sea of consciousness.

And most people who can open the sea of consciousness do not know how to open the mud pill palace.

Ye Chen still doesn't know how to open the mud pill palace, but he can be certain that once it is opened, it equals entering a new world, and cultivation strength will surely increase greatly.

After sighing, he said to Song Ruyu: "The sea of consciousness is in your brain, so if you want to find it, you must seek a breakthrough in internal observation, and the deeper the internal observation, the more effective it is for cultivation—you can try more often."

After saying that, Ye Chen poured her another cup of wine, saying: "If one method works, try it more—let the power of alcohol carry your consciousness deeper; once you realize cultivation isn't without shortcuts, but that all shortcuts are like hide-and-seek, randomly hidden, requiring you to uncover them yourself, sometimes relying on luck and coincidence—in my view, the strange poison in your body will probably also need luck to be dispelled in the future."

Saying this, Ye Chen comforted her: "But rest assured, whether it's you or Yun Ruoge, I will do my utmost to help you."

Song Ruyu sighed: "In the past, cultivation relied entirely on my own exploration; although Lord Ying occasionally bestowed some elixirs and fragments of mental methods, he never personally transmitted the Dao, nor did he patiently guide like Mr. Ye; whether the strange poison in my body can be dispelled, I no longer dwell on it—I only hope that in the future, Mr. Ye can eradicate the Poison-Purging Society, this malignant tumor, and rescue the innocent from water and fire."

Ye Chen asked her: "If in the future the Poison-Purging Society is gone, what will become of the Song family?"

"This..." Song Ruyu hesitated for a long time, then shook her head and said: "I don't know either; although the Song family has been enslaved and driven by the Poison-Purging Society these years, frankly speaking, the Song family has also done many wrong and bad deeds; if the Poison-Purging Society were gone, I hope the Song family can in the future walk the righteous path and live the life of ordinary people."

Ye Chen nodded, solemnly saying: "So you must survive, live to see the Poison-Purging Society uprooted, then return to lead the Song family onto the righteous path, and you yourself must uphold the bottom line—absolutely cannot be like Wu Feiyan, leading the entire Wu family down the wrong path."

Song Ruyu felt moved, nodded, and said: "If I truly can live to see that day, I will certainly follow Mr. Ye's teachings, let the Song family wholeheartedly turn toward goodness; if I violate them, I am willing to die under Mr. Ye's sword!"

Ye Chen nodded satisfactorily and said: "Come on, I will lend you a hand and help you find the sea of consciousness!"