Spiritual Dual Cultivation

At the Martial Soul Hall Soul Master Academy, the annual opening ceremony was always the grandest event.

Because the most gifted Pope in history would attend in person.

Early in the morning, the enormous plaza was already packed with people, shoulder to shoulder. Everywhere he looked was a sea of heads.

Last year, because of the Ice Empress, Ye Han had missed the chance to witness the female Pope's splendor. This year, he definitely would not let it slip by.

But reality was disappointing.

One incense stick's worth of time passed. Then an hour passed.

Only after a full two hours did the Papal Hall's Red Cardinal finally arrive late and say, "His Holiness the Pope is busy with official duties, so she asked me to convey a message to all you young talents: you are the pillars of our Spirit Hall and the hope of the future."

The Red Cardinal went on and on, just like a leader lecturing his subordinates in Ye Han's previous life. His mouth ran like a river, spittle flying everywhere as he prattled without end.

The moment Ye Han heard that the Pope would not be coming, he immediately lost all interest and chose to leave.

He had only come to see that legendary female Pope. Who wanted to listen to an old fossil ramble on?

Naturally, Ye Han was not the only one who felt that way. At least half the crowd had already quietly slipped away, but the Red Cardinal seemed completely unaware. The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his cheeks flushed and his bearing spirited.

It had to be said, he was a talent. If he had been in Ye Han's previous life, he would surely have been no less formidable than Jack Ma.

Library, curator's office.

Over the past year, Ye Han had only come here a few times.

But now, he was not familiar with the people outside, and they were not from the same world. Forcing himself to stay with them would only make everyone uncomfortable. So after giving them a greeting, Ye Han headed straight into the office.

He had cleaned the office yesterday. It was neat, tidy, and spotless.

The moment he pushed open the door, Ye Han froze.

"Why are you here?"

Ye Han looked speechlessly at that figure's back.

He truly had not expected this woman to come looking for him.

That was right. This figure belonged to the woman who had tangled with Ye Han all night last night.

The woman's light pink hair curled naturally, tied with a simple ribbon and falling behind her head.

She wore a long black dress. She was not tall, barely over one meter sixty, but her figure was flawless, curving in all the right places, with long slender legs.

Her back alone could captivate all living beings. If she turned around, she would surely put armies to shame.

Ye Han's words as he entered made her body visibly stiffen.

Although she had told herself countless times not to be afraid, when the moment came to truly face him, she realized she had still overestimated her own mental fortitude.

She was still afraid, terrified. Her body was even trembling slightly.

Ye Han closed the door. Seeing that the woman seemed not to have heard him, he could not help shaking his head. He walked forward on his own, intending to return to his seat.

But after only two steps, the woman shot into the corner like a startled rabbit, wrapping her arms around her chest and staring at him warily.

The woman's enormous reaction gave Ye Han a fright. Then, seeing the guarded look on her gentle face, he rubbed his nose.

"You're so afraid of me, so why did you come looking for me? Don't tell me you want me to take responsibility?" Ye Han spread his hands and said with a grin.

He truly had not expected the woman to seek him out. Telling her his name and address had only been a joke, meant to put her at ease. Who could have expected that she would actually come, and so quickly at that?

Of course, if the woman really wanted him to take responsibility, he would gladly accept.

To put it bluntly, he wanted her body.

"I... you..."

The woman opened her mouth, but in the end, she did not know how to begin.

Her purpose in seeking Ye Han was clear: she wanted to enter that state from back then.

But she did not know the principle behind it. Why had she entered that state back then? If she relied on Spiritual Dual Cultivation, would it have the same effect?

"My name is Ye Han. What's your name?" Ye Han sat in his executive chair, placing both legs directly on the desk before him as he looked at the woman.

"I... Dong... Dong'er. Dong as in spring, summer, autumn, and winter."

The woman stammered, struggling immensely to say her name.

"Alright. Whether that's your real name or a false one, I'll call you Dong'er."

Ye Han nodded and slowly said, "What happened last night was caused by your own condition. I was a victim too. Of course, as a man, I didn't stop it at the time, and I did take some advantage of you. Since you've come looking for me today, let's speak plainly. With your strength, you certainly don't lack money. If you want me to take responsibility, I can do that too. But I have to tell you in advance that I already have a family."

Ye Han's expression was solemn now, completely lacking his earlier playful demeanor. His serious, earnest look left the woman stunned for quite a while.

The youth before her was utterly different from the demon in her memories.

At this moment, he was polite and refined. His handsome face was full of calmness and sincerity. Compared to the demon in her memories, he was worlds apart; even compared to his lecherous appearance this morning, he was vastly better.

"Alright, I've said my piece. Now it's your turn. Whatever you want, just say it," Ye Han said.

The woman bit her lip and gazed quietly at the youth with shadowed eyes. She said nothing, merely looked at him in silence.

Having read part of the youth's memories, she knew very well just how dark his heart was. Those seemingly righteous words of his were actually useless nonsense.

He had merely told her to state her conditions, but would he agree to them?

Had he given her a clear answer?

"Ahem, ahem!"

Even with Ye Han's thick skin, the woman's "adorably dazed" gaze made him feel a little embarrassed. He awkwardly rubbed his nose, coughed twice, and said, "Go on. As long as it's something I can do, I'll do my best to help you."

That delicate face was far too deceptive. She looked so pitiful and helpless that anyone who saw her expression would be unable to bear it, especially someone forceful.

At the same time, the woman's cleverness was something Ye Han had never expected.

It was as if she could see through his true thoughts!

"I... I want to dual cultivate with you." Hearing Ye Han's response, Dong'er took a deep breath and spoke as though she had gathered all her courage.

Ye Han had not recognized her, giving her enormous room to maneuver. She did not need to tear off all pretenses right away and resort to extreme measures.

"Dual... dual cultivate? Did I hear that right?"

Ye Han opened his mouth in shock and looked at the woman in disbelief.

The woman's gentle face darkened slightly. A majestic aura suddenly erupted from her as she said coldly, "Spiritual Dual Cultivation."

"Oh! So that's what you meant."

Ye Han understood.

Spiritual Dual Cultivation sounded ambiguous, but in truth, it was merely a cultivation method in which the closest people used spiritual power to share their cultivation experiences with one another.

However, looking at the woman, Ye Han directly shook his head and refused.

At the end of the day, he and she had merely shared a brief encounter. He had only learned her name now. There was no trust or understanding between them at all, so how could Ye Han agree to dual cultivate with her?

Even with Ye Qingxin, Ye Han had never engaged in Spiritual Dual Cultivation, let alone with the woman before him.

"You refuse."

The woman's voice abruptly turned cold, and her aura instantly surged, pressing down on Ye Han like raging waves.

Ye Han narrowed his eyes as Sky Blue Armor instantly covered his body.

Gold, gold, gold.

Six golden halos nearly blinded the woman.

She stared stupidly at the fully armed youth, having completely forgotten to make a move.

"I may not be able to defeat you now, but if I want to leave, you won't be able to stop me." Ye Han's voice passed clearly through the armor's faceplate into the woman's ears.

At that moment, he was like a god of war. Especially the sharp Short Spear in his hand, which placed tremendous pressure on the woman.

"Choose another condition!"

Ye Han's voice continued.

Ye Han had never been stingy toward women who had been with him.

"I... I... I only have this one request."

After Ye Han erupted, the woman's imposing aura immediately collapsed. Fear and misty tears filled her large, expressive eyes as she looked at Ye Han.

Even tempered steel could be softened into something that wrapped around one's fingers. Using softness to overcome hardness had always been the most brilliant way to deal with straight men. The more chauvinistic a man was, the less he could resist it.

Ye Han's heart instantly melted.

He was not a hero, not a straight man, and not particularly chauvinistic, but he loved beauties too!

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