Ye Xishui was sitting cross-legged.
"Senior Ye, have you been waiting long?" Tian Chen walked up to her.
"Enough nonsense. Let's begin. How are you going to help me cultivate my Bright Phoenix Martial Soul?" Ye Xishui stood up.
"That's actually quite simple, though the process is a little complicated. It depends on whether you're willing to accept it, Senior Ye!" Tian Chen looked over her voluptuous figure.
"Are you making a fool of me? Do you have a death wish?" Seeing Tian Chen brazenly inspecting her body, Ye Xishui gathered soul power in her hand.
"I'm not making a fool of you! It's just that passing on this cultivation method requires something a little unusual!" Tian Chen waved his hands.
"It needs a little stimulation!" Tian Chen said.
"Stimulation? Go on!" Ye Xishui asked curiously.
"Like a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, we need physical contact so my soul power can enter your body. Then it can guide your soul power through a special circulation pattern, allowing those two opposing powers to coexist!" Tian Chen brought his hands together.
"What?" At those words, a blush appeared on Ye Xishui's face for the first time in a hundred years.
Physical contact? Doesn't that mean embracing each other?
Ye Xishui clenched her teeth, her face flushed, as though weighing the advantages against the disadvantages.
Finally, she gritted her teeth. "Fine. You may!"
As she spoke, she opened her arms, as though offering herself for the taking.
Someone of her age and strength had long since learned to take many things lightly. Improving her strength and extending her lifespan mattered most. It was only a hug; she wouldn't lose a piece of flesh over it.
"Then here I come, Senior Ye!" Tian Chen opened his arms and wrapped them around her slender waist.