My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

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I don’t know how long it has been.

Yin Tingxue opened her eyes again, her previously muddled mind was a bit clearer than before. Though her memory was as chaotic as a tangled mess, after adapting, it seemed to be not too bad...

Where is this...?

The young girl pressed her head, vaguely remembering that after arriving in Sword Town, the swordsmith named Li Kang said he wanted to forge a sword from her past life, and then she meditated into the spiritual realm as per Master Zhou’s request,

So, are those... memories of a past life?

"Awake?"

Upon hearing the voice, Yin Tingxue turned her head and saw Chen Yi guarding by the bedside.

"Chen Yi... is this place..."

"Inside my Heart Lake."

"Your Heart Lake? Cangwu Peak?!"

The young girl gaped, speechless in astonishment.

Seeing Little Fox’s genuinely amazed expression, Chen Yi couldn’t help but feel a bit smug, giving a slight smile.

Seeing his smile, Yin Tingxue quickly closed her mouth, warily watching him, afraid he might say something risqué.

For so long, she had always been accommodating, even after becoming his wife, she never thought of causing trouble like Yin Weiyin, not in the slightest.

The days of being a concubine left her with deep bitterness, now she dared to laugh at him, to blame him, to touch his brow, but always mastered the boundaries, afraid that one day she’d cross the line and those days would return... Chen Yi had known about her cautious heart from the beginning but never cared.

Sometimes, he even felt that this was just fine.

Submissive, obedient, sweet and charming... she seemed born to be an Imperial Concubine, never causing trouble, always evoking sympathy, yet, yet...

Yin Tingxue shrank her neck, those apricot eyes still carrying a trace of the bewilderment of just waking up, but more so the caution she had cultivated over a long time.

She quietly glanced at him, seeing him lean against the headboard, his demeanor was not displeased, could even be called calm, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

"So... Can we... go out?" she asked softly.

Chen Yi did not immediately answer, his gaze falling on her slightly curled fingers, still bearing traces of the lake’s dampness.

He reached out, lightly brushing her fingertips with his own, wiping away that bit of chill.

"No hurry." His voice was steady, "There are some things I want to talk to you about."

At these words, Yin Tingxue couldn’t stop guessing again and again.

What does he want to say? Why is she here? What about Master Zhou? Or is it about the Demon Sect, Ming Venerable, and the World of Ignorance?

Surely not... settling scores with her past life? But she... she in this life has become his wife...

Thinking of this, Yin Tingxue couldn’t help but feel wronged, he has always been unreasonable, and she has been cautious for so long, not daring to truly provoke him, and now, this time, he’s caught her.

I don’t know how long it was before he suddenly spoke again,

"Are you hungry?"

Yin Tingxue was stunned for a moment, instinctively nodding, but immediately her face turned pale.

Was he really asking if she was hungry?

But, Chen Yi just chuckled softly, without ridicule, only casually reaching out his hand.

The surrounding scenery rippled like water, and in the next moment, a steaming oil-paper package appeared in his hand, the rich aroma of meat instantly spreading, it was a perfectly roasted chicken.

"Have some." He handed the roasted chicken to her, "This is my Heart Lake, anything can be conjured."

Yin Tingxue dumbstruck took it, the warm oil paper burning her fingertips, the familiar aroma stirring her appetite.