My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 712 - 459: Min Ning Lends a Hand (Two in One)_2

Min Ning listened attentively and immediately asked, "You said it's close to nirvana, so in the end, hasn't he reached nirvana?"

Chen Yi exhaled a breath, recalling the sword that Wu Buxu had struck in his final moments. If it had truly landed, life or death would still be uncertain. He slowly explained, "Close to nirvana, but in the end, not nirvana. He sees the Sword Dao as grass and stalks of wheat, not as emptiness. And over the past hundred years, he has aspired to cultivate talent for the Sword Dao, which has destined him not to be one who transcends nirvana, but one who harbors hope. It is precisely this bit of hope that has brought him to a new realm."

"A new realm?"

Though the words were calm, Min Ning intuitively felt a perilous aura. If this were so, how had Chen Yi survived?

Chen Yi slowly responded, "My realm."

Min Ning froze for a moment, instinctively wanting to burst out laughing, but quickly realized that Chen Yi was not lying. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she scratched at the sword marks on the wall.

She took a deep breath, then asked, "Your realm?"

"Consider it another path, or perhaps a stroke of luck. I realized that if the heavens were without a sword, why shouldn't a sword become the heavens itself? In this way, in my heavens, whatever I say is what it is—I am... reason."

Some matters were not convenient to explain to Min Ning, whether it involved the Tushan Clan or the Taowu beast, so Chen Yi could only provide a brief summary. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Min Ning seemed to grasp a hint of understanding and nodded lightly, remaining silent.

Nearby, Yin Weiyin listened, partly understanding, partly confused, but one thing was clear to her.

Chen Yi had once again widened the gap between himself and Min Ning, rendering Min Ning unable to catch up.

The female crown couldn't suppress a flicker of joy in her heart.

If Min Ning couldn't catch up, by the rules of seniority, even if she ended up marrying as a shared wife, she would still be deserving of three parts respect.

This woman, who had always struggled with clarity, vaguely realized that the higher Chen Yi's realm went, the more secure her position as the officially recognized wife. To be second to one and above all others wasn't an impossible prospect.

Moreover, while outwardly second to one, it was hard to say in secrecy who truly prevailed.

Thinking of this, Yin Weiyin let out a breath, feeling greater satisfaction at Min Ning's impending misfortunes than at Chen Yi's victory over Wu Buxu.

Min Ning glanced over unintentionally and caught the flash of smugness in the female crown's eyes, her lips twisting into a faint smirk.

Did she ever care for such struggles?

Chen Yi turned to the sky. After Wu Buxu's death, the Sword Intent in the world had grown chaotic, so Chen Yi used his own sword as the heavens to gather all the Sword Intent. Now, the Sword Pool had returned to calm, though the crack in the sky remained unsealed. Only, Chen Yi saw no reason to clean up someone else's mess.

The disaster was caused by the Quanzhen Sect. Since that was so, they should bear the consequences.

Chen Yi touched his sword sheath. Having now entered the Third Rank, he only needed to ascend to the Second Rank within the next two and a half years to meet the Broken Swordsman in their duel. Time suddenly felt more plentiful, and as for the chaotic battles around the world, they were no longer as urgent as before. The reason was simple—his sword was sharper than ever.

Seeing Min Ning's pulse gradually stabilize, Chen Yi rose to check on Lu Ying. Suddenly, Min Ning grabbed him and laughed as she asked, "Tonight, would you like a helping hand?"

Chen Yi hadn't yet figured out what kind of "helping hand" she meant when Yin Weiyin's gaze locked onto Min Ning like daggers, her voice cold as she said, "Young Master Min still needs rest."

Min Ning refused to step back and calmly replied, "I won't need to move."

This time, Chen Yi understood the implication. He blinked. Having not seen Min Ning for a year and knowing her for so long, they'd only tasted a moment's passion once. To say he didn't desire it would be the most obvious lie.

Moreover, now that the Sword Pool affair was concluded, Min Ning would soon return to Sichuan, putting a great distance between them once again.

Seeing Chen Yi swallow nervously, Yin Weiyin felt both anger and an indescribable emotion within.

Chen Yi caught her reaction with a side glance and chuckled softly, "What are you jealous of this time?"

Having grown accustomed to such situations, he was no longer awkward. Plus, after his earlier enlightenment, many burdens on his shoulders had lessened.

To dig a little deeper—

If Great Yin still fixated on such matters… he wouldn't mind twisting the situation and taking both wives at once.

Yin Weiyin, as if struck by intuition, sensed the subtle undertone in his words and murmured softly, "I... I'm not jealous."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrow slightly, letting her evade the issue.

The female crown silently recited the Supreme Forget Love Technique, calming herself, and said coolly, "I mentioned before that 'out of sight means peace of mind.' This time, I will not hold it against you."

......

Lu Ying remained as she was, shapeless yet formless, with no sense of self, her mind even clearer than before. When Chen Yi visited her and recounted everything to her, she said little, only nodding subtly, as if no matter what happened, it bore no relevance to her.

Her mental state could not be undermined quickly, nor could force resolve it. Chen Yi could only take a slow and steady approach. Fortunately, having already grasped his new realm, he was no longer just boasting.

Returning to the Absolute Sword Grotto, he saw two bright candles illuminating a wild cowhide mat. Min Ning sat cross-legged, the firelight outlining her straight posture. Her loose hair softly caught the light, its curves faintly mysterious. Noticing Chen Yi's entrance, she smiled faintly.

"She went to see Lu Ying."

Seeing Chen Yi glance around for Yin Weiyin's whereabouts, Min Ning whispered softly.

Chen Yi immediately understood that Yin Weiyin had left space for them and didn't hesitate. He slowly approached Min Ning.

Min Ning held a book with one hand as she read.

Chen Yi absentmindedly asked, "What are you reading?"

"Just some random book."

Min Ning's eyes remained on the pages but hadn't truly absorbed even a word or sentence.

Chen Yi leaned in closer, gently pulling her shoulders into his embrace. Min Ning stiffened slightly but didn't resist, though her back stayed upright—a small sign of defiance from the martial heroine.

In the flickering light, Chen Yi's gaze fell on her bent elbow, the subtle curve of her arm muscles enchanting, and the tender fold formed in the crook of her arm, which highlighted the mixture of toughness and softness in her martial elegance.

As he held her, his hands gradually ventured downward.

Min Ning's breath quickened, and with a sharp smack, she slapped his hand away.

Chen Yi glanced at her, catching her gaze. Her eyes, full of energy, seemed as though she had something to say. He smirked and teased, "Should we talk business first?"

"Don't rush it," Min Ning snapped coldly. After a pause, she looked back at her book and said, "Let's talk business first."

Chen Yi listened attentively—after all, it had been too long since they'd shared the same bed, and they needed some time to set the mood.

Min Ning spoke slowly, "What are your thoughts about your master?"

"She…" Chen Yi paused in confusion, "Why bring her up?"

"I… am your half-master, after all."

Chen Yi laughed, realizing she was counting this matter. He tenderly remarked, "She's not as good as you."

"…" Min Ning remained silent for a moment, then said, "Be honest."

Chen Yi turned his gaze away, letting the flickering candlelight fall into his sight. He pondered momentarily before saying softly, "She has concealed many things from me, keeping secrets and refusing to speak plainly. Her past life… and previously, it was tolerable, given the grudges between us. But now that those grudges have passed, she still acts this way. Sometimes…I truly don't know how to have an open conversation with her."

Min Ning understood Chen Yi's apprehensions, catching the faint trace of hidden affection he felt for Zhou Yitang.

Chen Yi shook off these thoughts, clenching his fist and pretending to be fierce, "If I see her again and she keeps hiding things, I'll make sure to teach her a hard lesson!"

Min Ning scoffed coldly, pausing for a while before asking, "Why don't you know how to have an open conversation with her?"

Was she fearing that he'd treat her as he did Zhou Yitang in the future? Chen Yi thought silently, smiling as he replied, "I don't know. Maybe it's because I don't share the same closeness with her as with you. To be honest, I've long stopped worrying about betraying masters."

With that, Chen Yi shifted forward, kneeling upon the mat and locking Min Ning's long legs between his knees. He leaned closer to her face, teasingly saying, "Let me betray a master just once, and I'll admit you're my half-master."

Min Ning's expression turned unreadable as she sat pondering something. Suddenly, like ice breaking in early spring, she snickered:

"Do it, then."

The flickering candlelight outlined the scene within the Absolute Sword Grotto. After being apart for so long, the scent of Min the martial heroine began to pervade the air—she appeared bare and stripped entirely. Fortunately, she had bathed recently, her hair free of lice, and her underarms only carried a faint trace of martial spirit…

The light solidified momentarily before the gust of a sudden impact extinguished it entirely.

What followed was not for outsiders to witness...