My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 866 - 521: Small Breasts or Large Breasts? (Bonus 3-in-1)

Experts look for the subtleties, while laymen enjoy the spectacle.

Whenever martial artists compete, the ordinary people watching mostly focus on how powerful a strike is, claiming it could split the stage by three inches, or how elegant a sword move appears, with the steps leaving afterimages. When it comes to the critical moment, it's usually about how someone couldn't dodge a move and was killed on the spot. While this is entertaining, if martial artists themselves only watched like this, they would accomplish nothing. The more one delves into martial arts, the more they set aside moves and techniques, focusing on the hands, arms, waist, legs, and spirit—these five elements. Every move involves these five elements, and watching them can be boring. Yet, just as most money-making ventures are tedious, it's because these five elements are unexciting that one can make progress.

Chen Yi's recent sword pressure was executed perfectly, making Chu Yiyuan feel that he was just slightly superior to him, probably around the fifth or sixth rank. Ruo Shu, from the East Palace, knew she couldn't achieve such a sword move, but luckily her keen eyes saw its subtleties.

"The key isn't the force alone; anyone can channel energy through the meridians. The real skill is oppressing others with technique, but your variation lies in hand strength, wrist strength to deflect the force, and... waist strength." Miss Donggong was a bit excited, speaking while she twisted her waist without any restraint, pressing hard. "Here, how did you train to be so proficient?"

As she learned martial arts from him, Chen Yi found it hard to refuse her.

How else could one train?

With Little Yin needing to be gentle as water at the front, Great Yin requiring a scholarly ferocity at the back, Min Ning's intense confrontation on the left, and the Prince's difficult taming on the right... if one didn't master the eighteen forms of martial arts, this waist might just snap one day... Hearing her question, Chen Yi was about to tease her but stopped himself.

Teasing Miss Donggong is pointless, as she doesn't understand.

If a woman doesn't understand what teasing is, not only is the act meaningless, but it also leaves one with the frustration of playing music to a cow.

Seeing Chen Yi didn't respond, Dong Gong Ruoshu said, "It seems I've found your exclusive secret, and you want to hide it. I'll have to seduce it out of you properly."

Speaking of "seduction", Chen Yi suddenly thought of Empress An sending her without knowing what kind of cryptic plan was involved,

"Did the Empress Dowager send you here, besides to seduce me, say anything else?"

"Yes."

"What?" Chen Yi asked suddenly, even a slightly off-beat approach might pick up some clues.

"Also instructed me to eat well, sleep well, and dress well." Miss Donggong counted off on her fingers, speaking with an air of familiarity.

Chen Yi pressed his forehead.

This stupid girl obviously is oblivious to the world outside.

Unable to extract any intelligence, Chen Yi felt quite helpless, originally thinking he could understand what Empress An was up to by prompting lightly.

Miss Donggong noticed a hint of anomaly in him and said, "We had a half-wedding ceremony, a marital bond is there, and during the incident in Shantong City, you taught me martial arts. There is also a relationship, Empress Dowager said this is going along with the flow, just a thin barrier short, and since you are naturally lustful, she told me to seduce you hard. This is a major task..."

"If it's really for seducing me, why send you?"

"I'm quite good at seduction."

"...." Chen Yi was suddenly at a loss for words, after a while, could only say, "You've seduced a few people, to dare say such a thing."

"You, just you, specializing."

Ah, it turns out seduction is a technical skill, requires matching expertise.

Chen Yi sighed deeply, feeling somewhat helpless with this stupid girl.

Can't beat her, after all counting as a friend, can't scold her because she doesn't understand, her nature being straightforward, and those tricks one often uses on lower women couldn't be applied at all.

"This seems like being sent a little aunt."

Seeing that Chen Yi couldn't do anything about her, Dong Gong Ruoshu's face became more proud, often hearing Little Chan say... men often can't do anything about the women they like. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

The two silently walked down a stretch of night road under the moonlight, reflected off the blue stone bricks.

"You say I'm hiding, but there's no need to hide." Chen Yi suddenly spoke up.

"Actually, I am not afraid of you hiding, anyway, once practiced, any secret won't stay hidden," Dong Gong Ruoshu stretched her body after the spar, showing her warm and beautiful figure, "Chen Yi, why don't we practice later?"

Chen Yi glanced at her sideways, having once eliminated the dregs together during sword sparring in Taihua Mountain, enjoying the conversation, Dong Gong Ruoshu never guarded against him, and now being open-minded, thus thinking, he himself had an inexplicable obstacle previously because she was sent by Empress An, but it's unnecessary, regardless, Miss Donggong is still Miss Donggong, your obstacle with her is actually an obstacle with yourself.

With this thought, Chen Yi's mood opened slightly, realizing there's no need to worry about her seduction, after all, used to storms, this stupid girl wouldn't seduce him.

With that understanding, Chen Yi smiled gently and said, "Alright, I've rented a single courtyard anyway."

........

Wuchang City is a major city, a hub for Hu-Guang's canal transport, no less bustling than the Capital City. Meanwhile, real estate is not so costly, with many guesthouses having courtyards, and prices are reasonable. The 'heaven' room costs only a hundred coins per day, equivalent to a bit over a piece of Silver.

Yin Tingxue read by the lamplight, while outside the wind swept through, making the candlelight flicker. She inadvertently looked out towards the window, seeing Chen Yi and Dong Gong Ruoshu spar with swords.

Back and forth, they were quite lively.

Yin Tingxue momentarily forgot to trim the candle wick, not because her memory had worsened lately, but because Chen Yi hadn't sparred swords with her yet.