Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2184 - 505: The Enlightened Monk 1

On that night, the two newly reunited cousins—totally unrestrained—drove one another to their utmost extremes. They persisted until Yang Cancan was utterly exhausted, then collapsed into each other's arms for sleep.

Though Cancan wasn't a martial artist, her endurance hit the maximum for any ordinary person, built from years of basic training and endless manual labor. When morning arrived, she felt no fatigue whatsoever. Instead, she radiated vitality, practically shimmering after their intense all-night session.

Wang Yue had used his Qi to seal off all sound from the room, so Su Nuanyue remained oblivious to the wild commotion they caused.

During breakfast, she felt slightly puzzled about why Cancan hadn't joined her in bed as arranged.

Perfectly coordinated, Wang Yue and Cancan brushed it aside with a couple of swift explanations before she could dwell on it.

Regarding the Holy Land Yang family, silence persisted from the Kaifeng Wang side. Wang Yue had no choice but to wait patiently.

Thankfully, the day promised some excitement. Yesterday's solo stroll brought flashes of "enlightenment," but he far preferred the company of a stunning beauty by his side.

Moreover, while "spiritual insights" offered power surges, nothing surpassed the direct gains from advancing his cultivation base.

Most martial artists struggled immensely to elevate their cultivation, forcing them to fixate on "insights" to compensate for weak foundations.

Wang Yue stood apart. For him, breakthroughs came as effortlessly as downing a sip of water.

Should his grasp of the "Way" lag behind a rival's, his higher cultivation level let him crush them outright.

His exceptionally pure Qi granted him a decisive advantage in combat regardless. No need to hunt for fleeting revelations.

Naturally, should an epiphany arrive unbidden, he'd welcome it gladly.

Indeed, when he chose to visit Li Yingying’s school for that "student immersion," spiritual enlightenment wasn't his aim—it was reconnecting with a breathtaking woman etched in his childhood memories.

"Auntie, Sis... you guys know any good spots to hit up in Kaifeng?" Wang Yue inquired post-breakfast. A gorgeous companion was delightful, yet lounging idly at home squandered precious time.

The previous day, Su Nuanyue dominated the conversation. Today, she'd intended to probe Wang Yue on Jinling affairs, but his evident itch for action made her shelve those queries.

After a brief pause, she suggested, "I believe a temple fair is happening at Demon-Buddha Temple today. It ought to be bustling."

"Demon-Buddha Temple?" Wang Yue arched a brow. "What a wild name. Are they demons or buddhas?"

"Honestly, no clue," Su Nuanyue replied with a faint smile and shrug.

He glanced at Cancan, who merely shook her head as well. Both had battled daily hardships their whole lives, leaving little room for local legends.

A twinge of pity stirred in Wang Yue, though he masked it casually. "Well, a temple fair means plenty of sights. Auntie, Sis—let's head there together?"

"You two go on. I'll sit this one out," Su Nuanyue chuckled. "Those spots are too noisy and packed for my taste." Her foundation had shattered in her teens, rendering her body frail.

Years confined indoors had molded her into a quiet-loving homebody.

Such a frenzied temple fair ranked dead last on her list. Her constitution couldn't endure prolonged exposure to crowds and sun anyway.

Cancan jumped at the chance, however. Despite her claims of upholding their "cousin" facade, she deceived only herself. A full day solo with Wang Yue, out enjoying themselves? Pure date material, and she buzzed with excitement.

Accustomed to solitude, Su Nuanyue raised no objections to their departure. After farewells, the pair set off.

Early as it was, the neighborhood's "watch patrol"—those tireless elderly women—already manned their stations. Spotting Wang Yue and Cancan together ignited fresh waves of chatter.

Today's whispers outdid yesterday's in scandal. Wang Yue's overnight stay screamed obvious; their murmurs could fill a steamy novel.

Wang Yue and Cancan ignored it entirely.

Wang Yue viewed things from a loftier plane. As the proverb says: insults from the ground floor rile you up.

From the penthouse level, though, they're inaudible—and flailing mouths look like they're crooning tunes.

Cancan's reasoning cut even simpler: I'm relocating soon, so gossip away. Besides, your tales pale against last night's reality. I'd only restrain myself due to exhaustion; else, I'd flaunt my cousin's prowess and shock you gossips senseless!

Beyond the neighborhood, Wang Yue slipped into a boutique with her. He selected fresh attire for her, then shed his disguise to reveal his true features.

Cancan rarely fussed over style, but enamored, she yearned to dazzle her man. She yielded without protest.

They entered as unremarkable duo; they emerged as star-studded pair. Onlookers froze mid-stride to gawk.

Cancan dropped the "tomboy" vibe but shunned dainty frills. Her long locks swept into a sleek updo. A black tube top beneath a short black vest, paired with a leather mini-skirt and thigh-high boots completed her ensemble.

Her monochrome outfit accentuated her fair, lithe limbs, and with her stunning visage, she exuded fierce allure.

She chose to unveil her splendor fully for Wang Yue, projecting a bold, teasing edge.

Wang Yue adored the transformation. Solo, such radiance might invite trouble, but protected by him, she remained untouchable.

As a Top 10 Super City—and martial arts hub—Kaifeng benefited from ironclad oversight by the Martial Arts Alliance and military. Safety here outshone even Tianhai.

Criminals lurked, of course, but beauties like Cancan strolled freely without constant hassle.

Truth be told, her looks weren't overwhelmingly rare. Utterly stunning, yes—but in this metropolis, peers existed.

Had it been Su Mengyan, no law could deter some fool driven by lust from acting out.

Fortunately, Mengyan loathed outings and rarely appeared publicly. Her mere grocery run could spark chaos.

Demon-Buddha Temple lay more than thirty miles distant. No walking that; they flagged a taxi and sped toward the fair.