My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 659 - 435: Working Together with One Man

The passage ahead was narrow, the surrounding walls slightly damp and icy to the touch. Min Ning felt the stone wall cautiously moving forward, engraving a mark with her dagger.

She hadn't walked for long, perhaps two quarters of an hour, and she had been marking her path along the way to avoid losing track of the way back.

In this passage resembling a cave in the mountains, there weren't many branches. Min Ning could still see the footprints left by Bai Fuzi. After climbing over a slope, she noticed an oddly sunken spot on the ground. Looking at the wall, she saw many carvings, which she recognized as Daoist scriptures, although the script was blurred from water erosion, like something left by Taoists reflecting on their mistakes.

"It really does have something to do with those Taoist priests."

Min Ning murmured to herself, deepening her impression of the Taoists as people who did no good.

She couldn't help but recall an old joke: In a pigpen, a dog was born unexpectedly, an unusual event indeed. The neighbors gathered around, discussing: "It's said to be raised by dogs, but it's the offspring of pigs; it's said to be raised by pigs, but it's the offspring of dogs."

Not long ago, she had seen countless infant corpses in Bai Fuzi's building, and now upon seeing Daoist scriptures again in this place, Min Ning felt even more that this place was like a den of demons, a hideout for filth and evil. As a chill wind swept through, she turned around, extinguished the fire stick, and continued forward.

She didn't know how long she had walked, but amidst the dripping sound of stalactites, she vaguely heard some footsteps.

There was a fork in the road ahead.

Min Ning pondered for a moment, then quickly walked to the intersection and glanced inside.

She saw two female Taoists walking together in the passage. One was wearing a deep blue robe with a lotus crown on her head, while the other was in a plain white outfit, appearing to float gracefully, making the former look dull in comparison. Min Ning squinted as she looked.

Princess Yin Weiyin?

What's she doing here?

Min Ning's fingers brushed against the knife handle,

"No matter how I see it, this doesn't look like a good thing.

Could it be that this woman obsessed with becoming an immortal is also an accomplice?"

......

Yin Weiyin and Lu Ying had been walking here for quite a while, yet they still hadn't found an exit.

Not only because the terrain here was vast, but also because the two deliberately slowed their pace to avoid triggering any traps or mechanisms, especially since this place seemed to hold significant mystery.

Staying here, one could vaguely hear thunder from afar, which, being the most Yang element in Heaven and Earth, should have made this place abundant in Yang energy. Yet, on the contrary, it was eerie and treacherous, brimming with strands of ghostly aura.

"There's sword intent within the aura."

Lu Ying said in a low voice.

"Sword intent?"

Yin Weiyin, not versed in martial arts, only felt the ghostly aura exceptionally cold, completely unaware of what sword intent was.

Lu Ying nodded slightly, saying, "Sword intent is inherently neutral, neither Yin nor Yang, with no substance. The Secret Realm's Sword Pool holds dense sword intent, merging into these ghostly auras, which is normal."

Yin Weiyin pondered slightly, "So, you mean there's sword intent everywhere here?"

"Perhaps so, and this sword intent seems to carry some spiritual essence." Lu Ying said softly, not entirely sure, but it was her intuition, "If Chen Yi were here, he might be able to discern it."

Hearing her call Chen Yi by name with a touch of familiarity, Yin Weiyin's face slightly darkened.

This Immortal is still concerned about Chen Yi even amidst danger!

The female crown pondered briefly, then smiled, saying:

"It's just a pity he's not here. If he were, he would surely save me and you on his way out too."

Lu Ying felt slightly downcast hearing the words "on his way," and responded:

"Yes, it's a pity he's not here."

With a slightly resentful tone, Yin Weiyin almost wanted to wield her sword again to sever the bonds of affection.

Earlier, the Magic Sword condensed by Nascent Soul was an emotion-severing secret technique from Taihua Mountain, the fastest of fast methods. Originally, Yin Weiyin practiced this to enter the realm of emotionlessness, a supreme state beyond sentiments. However, her master's guidance made her abandon such a rapid approach, though she retained the secret technique, thinking of using it against other Immortals.

Women never like their men being unfaithful, and Yin Weiyin is no different. But she alone couldn't handle the bold Chen Yi, so she had to settle for making sure he wasn't played by other immortals. If one did entice him away, she'd deliver them an emotion-severing sword, which, for a cultivator, was more beneficial than harmful. That immortal might even be grateful for her magnanimous gift.

It's just a shame… by chance, she didn't sever Lu Ying's affections.

Yin Weiyin sighed inwardly, one part timing, one part fate. For now, they needed to find their way out of here first, so she said:

"Whether he's here or not doesn't matter; we should focus on the task at hand."

Lu Ying nodded, oddly compelled to counter:

"It would be better if he were here."

The female crown took a deep breath.

The two walked through the crossroads, hearing faint wind, suggesting they were nearing an exit, and quickened their pace.

Suddenly, a dark shadow dashed across their eyes at an incredible speed, almost brushing past Yin Weiyin's gaze. Instinctively, she tried to lift a hand but was abruptly pinned against the wall, the cold gleam of a knife against her neck.

Lu Ying, snapping back to reality and about to draw her sword, found the stranger faster. One hand pinned Yin Weiyin, while the other delivered a knife-hand strike to Lu Ying's chin, resulting in a heavy collision of her features and a momentary dizziness.

Yin Weiyin secretly tried to form a seal with one hand, but when the stranger turned their head, her eyes widened,

"Min Ning?!"

Min Ning turned, her heroic eyes sweeping over, sneering,

"Looks like the Princess still remembers me."

"How come you..."

The words were abruptly cut off, and Yin Weiyin snapped back to both shock and rage, enemies always seem especially jealous when they meet. She and Min Ning were never on good terms. Not to mention she mistakenly thought Min Ning was a golden boy, deepening their animosity, and later became Chen Yi's storied partner while Min Ning and he were mutually affectionate...

What was her relationship with Min Ning?

Wife and concubine?

Yin Weiyin glanced at the knife poised at her neck and swallowed.

The female crown had complicated thoughts, and so did Min Ning.

And all of this... was because of that man.

If they hadn't shared a bed before she left the capital, things might have been easier, and they could have been like brothers, not meddling in personal affairs. But after becoming true partners, hearing Chen Yi had married the Princess stirred up mixed feelings.

Min Ning gazed at the female crown's elegant face, wondering if their grudges could be left unsettled, their paths never crossing henceforth, yet circumstances led them to serve the same man.

She thought their reunion would be clear-cut but forgot that while things might be clear-cut with him, his women would bring many entanglements...

Be it Zhou Yitang or Yin Weiyin...

The two women had different thoughts, staring at each other for a long time. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Yin Weiyin eventually broke the silence, lowering her voice:

"What do you... want to do?"

Min Ning stopped pondering, casting a cold glance around, saying:

"I'll ask, and you'll answer."

"Why should I answer?" Yin Weiyin said defiantly, raising her neck: "Do you dare to kill me?"

A barely noticeable cold sweat formed in her hair.

If Chen Yi were here, Yin Weiyin wouldn't dare be this stubborn. But she refused to lose face in front of Min Ning.

She'd rather die than be overshadowed by this woman.

Min Ning's gaze turned cold; she naturally wouldn't kill the Princess for his sake.

Yin Weiyin felt a wave of panic but maintained a calm facade, slowly saying:

"You don't dare to kill me."

Min Ning replied with a cold laugh,

"I don't have to kill you."

She pointed at the crown's acupoint, then dragged the unconscious Lu Ying over, threatening:

"Yin Weiyin, if you dare not respond, I'll stab your companion."

Yin Weiyin paused: "Then I won't answer."

Min Ning hesitated: "Huh?"

Before she could react, Yin Weiyin pressed further:

"If you can ask me ten questions, and I answer one, I lose."

Lu Ying, still unconscious on the ground, couldn't see the cold blade hovering in front of her.