My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 903 - 534: Not Coming? (Double - )_2

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Chen Yi sneered, waiting for Yin Tingxue to give in to him, even if she didn't bow down voluntarily, she would obediently plead with him, this husband, for a word or two. After he mocked and ridiculed her, she would slowly bask in his favor. To be honest, he always enjoyed the taste of forcing a young girl to submit.

Just as he was thinking, the girl rolled over like a ball of snow and leaned into his embrace.

"Chen Yi, can I ask you something?" Without any preamble, she quietly asked, "Is Yin Weiyin my cousin?"

"So?" Chen Yi didn't understand.

"My brother-in-law..." She buried her small face and shyly muttered, "Aren't you coming, brother-in-law..."

Chen Yi took a deep breath.

Chen Yi, oh Chen Yi, how can you have so little self-control?

Isn't it just a little temptation?

You can't handle this, how will you manage in the future?!

Chen Yi pre-emptively regretted it once, then slowly wrapped his arms around Yin Tingxue, rolling with her onto the bed.

"You little fox!"

......

Yin Tingxue curled up under the covers, exhaling softly, her waist trapped under Chen Yi's arms, his breath brushing against her neck.

The girl's back pressed tightly against his chest. She knew Chen Yi was extremely satisfied deep down, as sometimes he was very easily pleased, just as he said, the happiness of men is actually quite simple.

The thing that impressed Yin Tingxue the most was that he liked to hold her and call her "Little fox, little fox," then snicker foolishly.

So childish.

Despising.

The two of them stayed warm together for a while, then Chen Yi spoke up, "Little fox, you are too clever."

"No, I'm not clever at all, not even a little." Yin Tingxue softly said, "I'm the most stupid."

"You say you're stupid, but you're really clever." After Chen Yi said this, he got up from under the covers, patted her head, and said, "I'm going to find the White Lotus Sect people to discuss things, you stay here obediently, do you understand?"

"Mmm." Yin Tingxue responded.

Chen Yi tidied up a bit, quickly changed into casual clothes, got up, and pushed the door open.

The lower deck of the ship was a distance away from the upper deck, enough for Chen Yi to make himself look a bit paler, not yet recovered. In reality, that battle had already exhausted Chen Yi significantly, mainly because Ji Yuan was far from an ordinary person. The numerous dharma bodies he could summon were no small matter, and not to mention, he had been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time, not even an ordinary Fourth Rank. Fortunately, Chen Yi was not an ordinary Third Rank either.

Chen Yi descended to the lower deck and searched for a while before he found Chu Yiyuan in a corner cabin.

The environment here was harsh and not suitable to stay, no different from the dungeon of a county government, and after a major upheaval, Chu Yiyuan was originally in low spirits, but upon seeing Chen Yi looking even more bloodless than himself, he immediately perked up.

"Chen... Young Master Qin, we have entered Jiangxi, right?"

"We've reached Fan Yang Lake."

"Good, when we reach Nanchang, we will disembark. There should be one of our bases there, then..." Chu Yiyuan looked up at Chen Yi, extremely remorseful, "Then we must offer Young Master Qin a few top Oirans."

"I surely won't refuse Oirans, but let's discuss serious matters first." Chen Yi paused and said, "Now that I'm in the same boat with you, I just don't understand a few points."

"Young Master Qin, please speak freely, I will say everything I know."

"Alright, I've heard you're famous for exorcism, then what about Baolian Temple's Ji Yuan... what's that about? Did he learn your stuff?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Yiyuan gestured for Chen Yi to come a bit closer and whispered softly.

Chen Yi immediately transmitted secretly, continuing, "Before, when I confronted Ji Yuan, I found that he had numerous dharma bodies, far surpassing the ordinary monks, and many of his dharma bodies were very uncommon. After inquiring around, I realized those were all hidden ghosts and gods from the Buddhist Scripture, which made me suspect that you had learned from him..."

Chu Yiyuan replied, "Ji Yuan's methods do indeed bear some resemblance to our sect, for a simple reason. He received benefits from our White Lotus Sect people since childhood. Decades ago, Hu-Guang suffered a great drought, even monks couldn't survive and fled everywhere. Ji Yuan was accepted into the White Lotus Sect at the time, so it's normal for Young Master Qin to find it similar, but saying he learned from us is a misunderstanding. How can a father's way be similar to a son's?"

Chen Yi initially tested the waters and after delving into it asked, "So, why does Ji Yuan enshrine so many gods and Buddhas at Baolian Temple?"

"It's for our White Lotus Sect. Our sect is indeed skilled at exorcising, but there must be gods and ghosts to be exorcised. Many gods and ghosts in the world can't even eat incense. They wander in a daze, with no mana; the big heads eat up all the incense, such as Yuanshi Tianzun, Tathagata Buddha. Do you want us to drive these?

Therefore, our sect has been lurking in the Jiangxi Lake Light area, enticing many little-known gods and ghosts, in the name of casting statues, into Daoist temples and Buddhist temples. These thousands of places are quiet, secretly enshrining our sect's ghosts and gods. The abbots and resident monks aren't unaware, they just turn a blind eye, because those gods and Buddhas aren't efficacious anyway."

Chu Yiyuan paused, continuing:

"A few places overly flaunt their enshrinements, Baolian Temple being one of them. Ji Yuan's abundant dharma bodies are, of course, not cultivated by himself, but obtained by inviting gods into his body through having seized the incense. The high-ups in the sect trust him and let him go his own way like this, it's just unexpected that Ji Yuan rebelled too."

Chen Yi somewhat grasped and said, "In this way, Ji Yuan is a middleman."

"Correct."

"He controls this incense wish power, so those enshrined gods and Buddhas permit him to invite gods into his body."

"Correct."

"Your White Lotus Sect is also a middleman?"

"Correct... One shouldn't say it like that," Chu Yiyuan feared being belittled by his Divine Sect brothers, quickly said, "All gods and Buddhas come from the Mother of Non-Birth..."

Chen Yi wasn't interested in the White Lotus Sect's doctrines, what he really wanted to know was why the gods and ghosts could be driven by the White Lotus Sect. After this exchange, he understood the principle a bit.

The White Lotus Sect gathers incense to tempt gods and Buddhas for its use.

Reasoning thus, the White Lotus Sect must have gained something from the Secret Realm... Chen Yi suddenly thought of the No-Life Tripod, which was used by the White Lotus Sect to gather incense.

Certainly, there must be more than one such tripod, and apart from that, there are other magic treasures...

...…

A couple of days later, the tower ship docked, and Chen Yi, with Donggong Ruoshu and Yin Tingxue rented a carriage, while Chu Yiyuan and his group also rented a carriage, led by the latter to the White Lotus Sect base.

It was a village.

The village road was overgrown with wild grass, fine rain falling, raising layers of mud.

The closer they got to the village, the more dilapidated it appeared, silent, distant hills shrouded in night.

From Chen Yi, Yin Tingxue learned they would meet the White Lotus Sect people, making her a bit apprehensive.

She had always been well protected by Chen Yi, during her time in Wuchang, she stayed in a separate garden, not even meeting Chu Yiyuan.

Eventually, they arrived, and from the dilapidated houses early came many figures.

Yin Tingxue slowly stepped down, finally meeting those of the White Lotus Sect who wreaked havoc in Hu-Guang.

The White Lotus Sect had long plagued Hu-Guang, sweeping along the road like a typhoon, leaving behind ruins of burning, murder, and looting, with corpses lying everywhere, leaving scorched earth and broken walls in their wake.

She imagined them to be vicious criminals, chanting strange mantras, draped in white robes, fearlessly roaring and charging, conquering city after city.

But they were nothing like Yin Tingxue imagined.

These White Lotus Sect people were in ragged clothes, their skin damaged and uneven, crisscrossed with scars from cutting and stabbing, their leader a laughing old man with a hole in his thigh, the bone under the thin skin vaguely visible...

Disheveled elderly women carried infants, limping men dragged sticks, even half-grown children had only skin left. But wherever these broken bodies passed, grain storages and cellars were utterly emptied, tree bark and roots ground within their teeth.

They were like locusts.

A swarm of old, weak, sick, and disabled locusts.

If they're all crazy, no matter how crazy, it's limited, sooner or later they'll get trapped and be completely exterminated.

Only locusts driven by extreme hunger eat all the crops, breed pathologically, continuously eating until no grass grows, chewing earth until bleeding yellow mud comes out, eating until the spring rain falls upon the fields littered with corpses...

Where locusts gnaw on wheat fields, they don't leave flowing blood but soaked-with-mud, yellowed earth wounds.