Meng Yutong saw how weak he had become and carefully examined him.
He really hadn't been lying.
"So, you'd been enduring it all along?"
"Yeah! I had no choice. The scheme was already nearing its end, and I had to put a full stop to it at the gathering of noble lineages."
"Who would've thought I'd get talked into coming here by you in the middle of the night!"
Meng Yutong unlocked the shackles on his hands, quietly pondering to herself.
I've been raising Yin Fruit for a month now, haven't I?
Giving it to him now shouldn't be too late... Honestly, my Supreme Yin Dao Body feels like it's about to become his cultivation cauldron!
"Rebel Disciple, close your eyes. Your Master has something good for you."
"Closing my eyes again?" Lin Heng froze for a moment. "Fine, fine!"
This time, Lin Heng played a little trick and secretly released a strand of Divine Sense.
('ω′) He silently peeked.
He saw the Salted Fish Master turn her back, her jade-white hand stealthily reaching downward as though searching for something.
A soft, alluring murmur escaped her lips.
It left Lin Heng stunned.
A thumb-sized red fruit appeared in her hand.
Holy shit? Th-this couldn't be...
Meng Yutong's cheeks were crimson. Just as she moved closer to feed it to her Rebel Disciple, the next instant...
Lin Heng's eyes flew wide open. He grabbed her wrist and yanked hard, dragging her into the cauldron.
The cauldron was five feet tall and five feet wide, barely enough to fit two people pressed tightly together.
"Ahh!! Rebel Disciple, what are you doing?!"
Lin Heng seized her right hand and grinned. "Master, I saw it... and now I understand!"
"What did you see? What do you understand?" Meng Yutong immediately grew guilty.
"The thing