Chapter 36: Yin Family Woman

Who is this woman?

Madam Yin?

Disguise technique?

Did I encounter a plot that often appears in Blue Star biography scripts?

Wang Yu stared at the strange and stunning face in front of him, completely lost in thought.

He suddenly understood a bit why Qiankunzi didn't kill "Madam Yin" but instead captured her alive and brought her along the way.

Wang Yu let out a long breath, broke free from the amazing charm of the face in front of him, thought for a while, carefully placed the mysterious woman on the ground, put a finger under her nose.

There was a faint heat.

But the person showed no signs of waking up.

Wang Yu frowned, turned his thoughts a hundred times, sighed, hugged the mysterious woman, walked to the other side, bent down to pick up something from the ground, and ran wildly in the opposite direction of Li Fengquan's disappearance.

Although he didn't know the outcome of the battle between Elder Cui, the Falling Moon Daoist, and others, and how long Qiankunzi's death could delay them, this area definitely couldn't be stayed in any longer.

What's more, his head was splitting, and he needed to find a safe place to sit and recover.

Half a day later, the sky was getting dark.

By the Chishui River, in a pile of rubble.

In a giant rock hollowed out by a sharp blade, Wang Yu finally opened his eyes, and his eyes regained some spirit again.

Beside him, "Madam Yin" was honestly leaning against the stone wall, motionless, her stunning face peaceful and calm, like a holy statue in sleep.

Wang Yu stared at the woman for a long time, his expression seemed a bit obsessed, but also a bit struggling.

Suddenly he raised his hand, put his palm on the waist of the stunning woman, and groped bit by bit.

Soft, fragrant, some concave and convex plump places made his five fingers linger.

Suddenly his movements stiffened, and his gaze met a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be spitting fire.

"What are you doing?"

"Mis... misunderstanding, the girl hasn't woken up, I... I just saw you couldn't wake up, and wanted to find some medicine to wake you up." Wang Yu muttered a few times, feeling a bit guilty and stuttering.

"Girl? My, my voice, what's going on? Who broke my secret technique? How did I recover my original appearance?" The mysterious woman heard this, was stunned, first raised her hand to look at her hands, then touched her face, her face turned pale, but her voice was unusually pleasant, a world of difference from Madam Yin's original voice.

The woman hurriedly took out a small copper mirror from her arms, looked at the stunning face in the mirror, and was stunned on the spot.

"Girl, are you Senior Yin?" Wang Yu blinked and asked tentatively.

"It's over, this Phantom Transformation Great Art can only be used once. As long as it is broken, it can never be restored. That one-time magic artifact used by Yu Bintian must have a law-breaking effect; otherwise, it would never be like this." The woman didn't hear Wang Yu's words at all, just stared at the mirror and muttered to herself, her words full of frustration and annoyance.

"Cough cough, girl...

"Was it you who saved me?" The stunning woman finally moved the mirror in her hand away and looked at Wang Yu with a suspicious gaze.

"I saved you... at least I put in half the effort." Wang Yu did not feel there was any problem with his answer at all and replied righteously.

"I remember that I ended up in a mutual destruction with that idiot Yu Bintian, and finally fell into the hands of Qiankunzi. You tell me, a fake practitioner, you beat away a powerhouse at the late stage of Qi Refinement." The stunning woman glanced at Wang Yu and asked with a look that was not quite a smile.

"Slap."

Wang Yu fished something out from his bosom and threw it in front of the stunning woman.

The woman's beautiful eyes took a glance, and for the first time, an expression of surprise appeared on her beautiful face.

"Impossible, this thing is... could it be that Qiankunzi..."

That thing was precisely a golden, glistening ring.

"That's right, Qiankunzi is already dead. Although it wasn't my hand that did it, I witnessed it with my own eyes." Wang Yu said with a chuckle.

The stunning woman was silent for a moment, her jade-like face beginning to flicker with uncertainty, but after taking two deep looks at Wang Yu, she suddenly said a sentence that almost made Wang Yu jump up on the spot.

"You must take responsibility for me. From today on, you are to marry into our Yin family, and you will be my, Yin Linglong's, husband."

"What? Why do I have to marry into the Yin family?"

"I saved your life. You forgot that if I hadn't protected your dharma and given you the last of our Yin family's Stone Origin Liquid, you might have failed your bloodline awakening and turned into a monster long ago," Yin Linglong said indifferently.

"I also saved your life, so at most we are even," Wang Yu shook his head repeatedly.

"You were fumbling around on my body for so long just now. As a pure and chaste young lady of a prominent family, can I still marry someone else?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Linglong made a "rip" sound, tearing open the sleeve on one of her arms to reveal a jade-like, snow-white arm, and near the shoulder, a spot of bright red was clearly visible.

"Cinnabar mark."

Wang Yu was dazzled by the white expanse before his eyes, his mouth going dry, and he said somewhat uncertainly.

"You don't believe me?"

Yin Linglong arched her delicate brows, her beautiful eyes wide open.

"I believe, of course I believe, it's just that it's my first time seeing one." Wang Yu was startled and subconsciously explained with a forced smile.

Hearing this, Yin Linglong's jade-like face softened, but she still said coldly:

"Although there are not many people left in the Yin family now, we did once produce a great Foundation Establishment cultivator, and even now we have some connections with cultivation sects. If you are willing to marry into the Yin family, the Yin family can recommend you to a cultivation sect, giving you the opportunity to become a sect disciple. Hmph, if you don't agree..."

"I agree."

Wang Yu suddenly spoke up, interrupting the woman's words.

"You really agree?"

Yin Linglong was stunned for a moment, finding it somewhat hard to believe.

"I can't think of a reason not to agree. With such a beautiful wife, and the future opportunity to join a cultivation sect, why wouldn't I agree?" Wang Yu replied without hesitation, looking completely righteous.

The stunning woman looked at Wang Yu and fell silent again. After a long while, she finally said again:

"To marry into our Yin family, I need you to agree to one request of mine as a dowry. Are you willing?"

"What request?" Wang Yu blinked his eyes, becoming somewhat curious.

"You don't need to worry about what the request is. I only require that one day in the future, when I make a request, you will not refuse me, and this request will be something you can easily do, and it will never put you in a difficult position," Yin Linglong said word by word, her beautiful face full of solemnity.

"Hehe, if you become my wife, your affairs are my affairs. Let alone one, even ten, I would agree to them." Wang Yu laughed heartily and agreed immediately, seemingly not taking the matter to heart at all.