My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

The aroma of meat filled the nostrils, stirring one’s appetite, with its golden-brown crust, the oil paper warm and cozy.

Yin Tingxue held the roast chicken, wrinkled her nose for a while, and said, "Greasy... it’s a bit too greasy, and on the bed too."

Chen Yi hadn’t expected this, quickly took the roast chicken from Yin Tingxue’s hands, waved his hand, and the roast chicken disappeared as if wiped away. Then, with another wave, the surroundings rippled like water, and a bowl of Yangchun noodles appeared in his hand, which he casually sprinkled with scallions.

This nearly miraculous method of creating something from nothing left Little Fox staring wide-eyed.

"I told you, this is my Heart Lake, and moreover... I can achieve what I wish for here."

Yin Tingxue nodded in a daze, achieving what he wished for, he had become much more formidable than before. It seemed since they met, her husband had been constantly getting more powerful, often making her both afraid and delighted. She was pleased because he was her husband, and it was something to be proud of, but fearful because the stronger he became, the harder it would be not to be bullied by him in the future.

In the past, the fear always outweighed the joy, during those times when the Instant Flower scattered, professing not to run anymore, she bowed her head to accept her fate, but this was only a partial acceptance. Her emotions kept surfacing, and if a rare opportunity arose with some provocation, she would bolt without looking back. For instance, when the Demon Sect came looking for her, it was hard not to have any thoughts.

What intolerable days they were, in that courtyard during the deep autumn, in the dim bedroom, with the lingering warmth of the man flooding over her face, teasing, caressing, kneading, patting; Yin Tingxue’s calves ached from weariness, her fingers tremblingly raised to catch the light. Every time, the girl had an unavoidable sense of suffocation.

During the time in the underground palace, it was said that the miraculous Master Zhou ultimately failed to sever his Three Corpses,

At first, she was shocked, then found it absurd, and lastly, felt a deep desolation.

...It was indeed different. Upon hearing that he was more powerful than before now, although Yin Tingxue felt a mix of emotions, she was mostly happy. Rarely, she wondered what if one day she became stronger than Chen Yi. She certainly wouldn’t exact revenge, and leaving him was even less of an option—she couldn’t leave him anymore. Despite this, she wished only to nudge him a bit, to make him gentler, but... these were just childish fantasies of a girl.

Placing the Yangchun noodles on the small table in the bedroom, after Chen Yi wiped her hands clean, he led her down from the bed.

Yin Tingxue looked down at the noodles, although she wasn’t very hungry, her appetite was stirred up, and she still wanted to eat, so she slowly started using her chopsticks.

And he was sitting there, not teasing her, just silently watching her.

Little Fox suddenly felt very uncomfortable, with her heart pounding,

What was he plotting again?

Moreover, he said he had something to say... what could it be...

She understood him too well; he was never tender for no reason. It was either making up for something afterward, or planning something beforehand... Yin Tingxue ate the Yangchun noodles in small bites, feeling anxious inside; when something is unusual, there must be a reason...

Or perhaps... did he want to wait until she became arrogant and made a move on her own?

Thoughts spun in her mind, and Yin Tingxue couldn’t decide, wanting to hear his voice, yet, ironically, she couldn’t hear it here—it was his Heart Lake.

The girl had to suppress her emotions, calm down, and mentally rehearse. If it came to pursuing something, it was probably about the Demon Sect Saintess matter, but in that, she was also powerless. Saying so, would this soften his heart... But then again, about matters of the past life, perhaps an apology was necessary. She had no real feelings about her past life, entirely bewildered and unfamiliar. If an apology could make him happier, Yin Tingxue raised her eyebrows slightly, and her chopsticks slowed down.

Chen Yi quietly waited for her.

A small bowl of Yangchun noodles, silently and slowly, was finished. No matter how much Yin Tingxue wanted to eat slowly, it was like a countdown hourglass. Bit by bit, it disappeared.

Yin Tingxue felt uneasy, even a bit reluctant, as she set down her chopsticks and glanced at him sideways.

"Reading the room, Little Fox?"

Yin Tingxue quickly turned her eyes back,

"No, no I’m not."

"Heh."

He chuckled coldly across from her, but didn’t pursue the matter with her further. He just slowly moved the bowl of Yangchun noodles away.

Yin Tingxue couldn’t help feeling as if she were sitting on pins and needles.

"Little Fox, am I good to you?"

The words reached her ears, and Yin Tingxue wondered and then felt a bit troubled.

After a long while, she replied softly, "Good."

In her memory, he seemed to have asked this question before, now asking it again, why?

It’s difficult to not overthink things,

For a moment, Yin Tingxue felt like instinctively getting up and moving to the bed,

After all, they are a married couple, show a bit of weakness, be a bit softer; he surely wouldn’t have the heart to pursue too difficultly. After all... they are married...

Yin Tingxue steadied herself, and only then did she slightly raise her eyes, as if receiving judgment in the hall.

"Well then, Yin Tingxue, do you know..."

He called her by her full name.

Little Fox instinctively tensed up all over.

In contrast, his expression couldn’t have been more composed, instead, it had a strange solemnity.

He waited a long time without speaking, Little Fox couldn’t help but tremble and said: "...Wha-what is it..."

"I actually... love you very much."

"..."

Little Fox blinked her eyes,

"Huh?"

After a long while, she blinked again, and once more.

She even instinctively reached out to fiddle with her ear, wondering for a moment if she’d slept too long, and her hearing was out of whack.

"...Are you pretending to be deaf and dumb?" But Chen Yi across the table spoke impatiently.

Yin Tingxue turned her head, shocked as if waking from a dream, and immediately said: