Refining a Yin Spirit

Two hours later, the two finally ended their exchange.

Jiang Ping'an sat cross-legged on the bed, refining the tremendous benefits. He had obtained Yin Suhun's Yuan Yin.

Yin Suhun gradually recovered from the heights of bliss. Gazing up at the ceiling, she felt somewhat regretful.

On the surface, she cast seductive glances and swayed with bewitching grace, but in truth, she was cold by nature, for she cultivated Mysterious Yin True Qi.

She and Jiang Ping'an had only met three times; she had never truly come to like him. However, because Jiang Ping'an cultivated Nether True Qi, which held considerable attraction for her, she did not reject him.

After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Jiang Ping'an finished refining the tremendous benefits, and his cultivation advanced another step.

He withdrew his cultivation and opened his eyes. Looking at Yin Suhun, he saw her staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought, and roughly guessed that she regretted her impulsiveness.

However, he would not comfort her, much less say that he would take responsibility for Yin Suhun. He was a victim too. That jar of Spirit Wine had definitely been brewed carelessly by Yin Suhun; otherwise, he would certainly have kept a respectful distance from a demonic woman like her.

Retracting his gaze, Jiang Ping'an got out of bed and put on his clothes, then went to sit in the hall.

More than half an incense stick later, Yin Suhun emerged fully dressed, the alluring smile restored to her face.

"junior brother Jiang, I never expected you to be so proficient in the Dual Cultivation Technique," Yin Suhun said with a smile. "No wonder you went after Yue Qingning even after you had Yu Lianhua."

Jiang Ping'an had thought Yin Suhun would pretend that what happened while