Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2119 - 439: Holy Shit! The Transcendent Realm 1

Li Yingying inquired with urgency, “What’s the method?”

“I possess a dual-cultivation method,” Wang Yue explained. “It proves exceptionally potent for enhancing cultivation and mending inner wounds. By engaging in cultivation with her, I can surely restore her condition completely.”

“Dual... dual-cultivation?” Li Yingying’s cheeks flushed crimson. Now that she had become a martial artist, guided by such a seasoned mentor, she fully grasped the implications of those words.

Truth be told, the Su Nü technique imparted by her master was fundamentally crafted for dual-cultivation. However, since her master had never shared her life with a man, that aspect of the technique remained untapped. She understood precisely what “dual-cultivation” entailed: intimacy.

At first, Li Yingying was prepared to accept whatever demand Wang Yue might make—her master’s survival overshadowed everything else. She also didn’t wish for him to suffer a loss, given the immense effort required to treat such a severe injury. Yet, she hadn’t anticipated that his request would involve something infinitely harder to offer than wealth or remedies.

While others might remain unaware, Li Yingying knew the truth: for all her master’s allure as a mature, stunningly seductive woman, she remained untouched. Her master possessed even less worldly knowledge than she did; Yingying herself had shared... that moment... with Wang Yue aboard the bus. Her master had never so much as touched a man’s hand.

“Is there... truly no alternative?” Li Yingying pleaded, holding onto a sliver of optimism.

Wang Yue denied it with a shake of his head. “In Jinling, Divine Doctor Miao could help us. But here in Tianhai, even racing back at full speed, your master wouldn’t endure the journey.”

“Does Tianhai lack any miraculous healers?”

“Possibly. Yet, can we rely on them?” Wang Yue shot back.

Silence enveloped Li Yingying. No one understood their pursuers better than she. Renowned physicians often had powerful connections. When forced to choose between allying with a Martial Holy Land or aiding an unknown person at the risk of enmity, any doctor’s decision would be clear-cut. Her master would be betrayed before recovery even began.

With no options left, Li Yingying let out a heavy sigh. “Could you rouse her briefly? For a matter this grave, we must seek her consent.”

“I’ll give it a shot.” Wang Yue agreed with a nod. He wasn’t one to act covertly against someone’s will. Though he occasionally resorted to coercion, he despised the idea of being with an unconscious woman. Well... aside from that incident with his aunt.

With Li Yingying supporting Yu Suxin upright, Wang Yue positioned himself behind her. He placed his palms on her back, precisely at the Mingmen point, and started channeling his True Qi into her body to quell the turmoil within.

As soon as his Qi penetrated her, a fierce repulsion surged back, almost dislodging his hands from her. Shock gripped him. As a late-stage fourth-level expert in the Mortal Shedding Realm, his Qi was extraordinarily pure—his fighting prowess matched the realm’s summit. How could the instinctive Qi of an unconscious woman resist so fiercely?

“What’s her true cultivation base?” Wang Yue questioned while injecting additional Qi.

“Master mentioned she currently wields only the strength of a peak True Return Realm warrior,” Yingying clarified. “She was far more powerful once. Several years ago, during a fierce battle, she suffered a devastating blow that shattered her foundation. That’s why her cultivation fell to its present state.”

“What level did she hold prior to the harm?”

Li Yingying shook her head. “She kept it secret. She didn’t even reveal what follows the True Return Realm to me.”

“The Mortal Shedding Realm succeeds True Return. Among the black-clad pursuers, one was a formidable Mortal Shedding cultivator,” Wang Yue revealed. Suddenly, it all connected: her master likely hadn’t lost to their foes directly; instead, she must have unleashed strength surpassing her limits to confront that Mortal Shedding foe, reigniting her past wounds and causing her Qi to rebel.

This complication amplified the crisis tenfold. Fresh injuries heal readily; chronic ones pose an excruciating challenge to mend.

While pouring more Qi into her, Wang Yue discovered the predicament was far more dire than he’d imagined. Her inner energy raged uncontrollably. Total cultivation deviation loomed just a breath away. Precision was essential. He proceeded cautiously, carefully taming the wild Qi in her meridians and steering it toward the correct pathways.

As this painstaking task demanded only partial concentration, he began conversing with Li Yingying. Curiosity burned in him about their journey to Tianhai and how capture befell them despite their disguise expertise.

Li Yingying held nothing back. It happened that her master had chosen to provide her with “practical training” over the summer vacation. Tianhai marked their initial destination.

The cause of their exposure boiled down to pride. Disguises in place, they refused to appear unattractive. Rather than adopting ordinary appearances, they merely “altered” their features—retaining their status as top-class stunners, albeit with altered visages.

Soon after reaching Tianhai, a sleazy local noticed them. To be precise, his gaze fixed on Yu Suxin. Despite the “altered” look, her radiance dazzled—elevating her to the ranks of the fabled Su twins. In Wang Yue’s private “scoring scale,” she ranked in the supreme 90+ category.

True misfortune struck when that sleaze linked to the quartet from the Xuan Su Sect, present in the city for affairs. As the teacher and disciple confronted the pest, the Sect members identified their combat style. Their anonymity shattered.

More than an hour passed before Wang Yue managed to steady her Qi. Yet, this offered mere temporary relief. Upon withdrawal, her energy would erupt anew. Moreover, her foundational realm surpassed his own; though his Qi shone with purity, its quantity couldn’t sustain the effort clear to Jinling.

Still, the time wasn’t squandered. At last, Yu Suxin stirred to consciousness.

“Master, how are you feeling?” Yingying immediately queried.

A feeble, delicate smile graced Yu Suxin’s lips. “Yingying... I fear I won’t pull through. You must continue alone. You’ve mastered the Su Nü technique fully. Persist in your practice... and success will come in time.”

“Master, please don’t speak like that!” Li Yingying sobbed. “Young Master Wang possesses a means to rescue you.”

Yu Suxin turned her gaze to Wang Yue, her feelings in turmoil. In Jinling, she had dismissed him as a mere scion of a minor martial lineage, unfit for her prized disciple. Yet now, he alone had shielded them from death—or the far graver fate of violation by those vile four.

“Wang Yue... forgive me,” she murmured softly. “Look after Yingying. Safeguard her. No need to seek vengeance for me...”

“As my sister-in-law, I’d defend her regardless of your plea,” Wang Yue replied with a grin. “But you’re her guide. It’s your role to lead her. I’m clueless about your sect’s techniques.”

Yu Suxin released a sigh. “Even under Doctor Miao’s care back home, I’d be beyond saving.”

“Miao may falter, but I won’t,” Wang Yue declared, brimming with assurance.

Li Yingying added quickly, “He speaks the truth, Master. We only require your consent.”

“What approach is this? Why must I approve?” Yu Suxin wondered. A glimmer of possibility ignited within her. Death held no terror for her, yet she had no desire to depart hastily, particularly leaving Yingying behind.

Wang Yue glanced at Li Yingying, cueing her to elaborate.

Li Yingying’s face heated up. “Well... Young Master Wang wields a dual-cultivation method. Through it, he can mend your wounds during... the act.”

“Ridiculous!” Yu Suxin’s immediate reaction was skepticism. As a Su Nü practitioner, she was versed in dual-cultivation. It might accelerate progress or patch light ailments, but it failed against core foundation harm. Besides, even supposing it succeeded, the notion of bedding him eluded her. Her purity meant everything to her.

“She tells no falsehood,” Wang Yue asserted gravely. “How else did I ascend to the Mortal Shedding Realm in such haste?”

“Enough,” Yu Suxin stated resolutely. “I refuse.”

“Master, your very life hangs in the balance!”

“I said no—cough!” Abruptly, Yu Suxin coughed up blood and collapsed back into unconsciousness.

“Master!” Li Yingying turned to Wang Yue in panic.

Wang Yue shook his head. “Her Qi has deteriorated further. I can no longer contain it.”

Determination hardened Li Yingying’s expression. “Never mind. Brother-in-law, apply your technique. Save her!”

Wang Yue admired her resolve. Li Yingying often appeared gentle, yet in critical moments, she acted boldly. Much like her sibling. “Fine. I’ll proceed. But you must remain to assist.”

“Assist how?”

“Both my hands will be occupied suppressing her Qi to prevent detonation amid the act,” Wang Yue detailed. “I’ll lack a free hand to... direct the proceedings. You’ll need to manage the arrangements.”

Li Yingying’s complexion blazed scarlet. With him occupied channeling Qi, she would oversee the “entry”?

“If shyness overwhelms you, I could summon one of the fellows outside,” Wang Yue jested.