The mournful cries echoed through the dark alley.
Yao Yue buried her face in her arms, her shoulders heaving violently, and tears streamed down her face like a broken string of pearls.
His cultivation was gone.
She, a peerless genius of the Qingqiu Royal Clan, possessing the Heavenly Demon Emperor Physique, had her cultivation forcibly shattered in the Great Qian Imperial City of the human race.
For a Demon Race princess who considered herself extraordinary and enjoyed countless favors, this was a hundred times more despairing than being killed outright.
Chu Yunfei stood up, looking down at the figure huddled on the ground, his eyebrows slightly raised.
"Alright, stop with your tricks."
Chu Yunfei crossed his arms and sneered, "Don't think that just because you're putting on a pitiful act of repentance, I'll soften my heart and let you go."
However, the woman on the ground completely ignored his mockery, and simply buried her head and wailed loudly, her sleeves soaked with tears and snot, heartbroken.
His utter despair and complete breakdown were so vivid and flawless.
Chu Yunfei's eyelids twitched violently.
Was it not an act?
He recalled Yao Yue's desperate cries just now, and a flash of lightning struck his heart, instantly turning his expression extremely strange.
This woman...
Could it be that he really thought... his entire cultivation level had been destroyed by a few slaps?!
When the weaknesses of a fully developed physique are severely damaged, it can indeed cause the spiritual energy within the body to become disordered and shrink back, leading to a state of complete suspended animation for a short period of time, reducing one to a mortal.
But as long as it is no longer subjected to continuous external bombardment.
Within two hours at most, the vital energy will loosen on its own and begin to slowly recover.
In as little as one day or as long as two days, one's cultivation will be completely and perfectly restored to its original state.
This... is clearly just common sense in the eyes of those ancient traditions with complete lineages.
This demoness, a pure-blooded princess of the Qingqiu Royal Clan, doesn't even know this most basic physical characteristic?!
However, upon further reflection, Chu Yunfei vaguely understood the crux of the matter.
Those with exceptional physical constitutions are one in ten thousand, and those who can reach the pinnacle are even rarer.
A pure-blooded princess like Yao Yue, who is revered as a treasure by her entire clan, must have been protected meticulously since childhood. In their daily sparring and fighting, who would dare to lay a hand on her hidden weakness?
Having never experienced trauma, one naturally knows nothing of such common sense.
Having figured this out, Chu Yunfei looked at the stunningly beautiful woman lying on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, and the playful and amused look in his eyes instantly intensified.
interesting.
That was absolutely fascinating.
Chu Yunfei cleared his throat, nudged her shoe from above, and said calmly:
"Alright, stop wailing."
"A princess of Qingqiu, lying in the mud of the human race crying her eyes out, aren't you afraid of bringing shame to Qingqiu if word gets out?"
Yao Yue lay motionless on the ground, burying her head deeply between her arms, her shoulders twitching, utterly despondent.
Having lost all her cultivation, in this perilous human imperial city, she was no different from a fish on a chopping board.
Living has become a form of torture.
Chu Yunfei shook his head helplessly, a slight smile playing on his lips, and uttered a soft, murmured sentence:
"Don't cry."
"I have a way... to help you restore your original cultivation level."
The crying stopped abruptly.
Yao Yue's body suddenly stiffened, and she abruptly raised her head from the mud.
Her pretty face, streaked with tears and mud, was filled with astonishment and disbelief.
"What... what did you say?!"
Yao Yue sniffed her reddened nose, staring intently at him, her voice trembling uncontrollably:
"Can you help me... restore my cultivation?!"
Yao Yue braced herself on the ground with both hands, breathing rapidly, her beautiful face flushed with an unnatural red from excitement.
Are you telling the truth?
She bit her pale lower lip hard, tears welling in her eyes, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw.
" Chu Yunfei, you're not lying to me?!"
Chu Yunfei stood with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn, like a reclusive master.
"I have always kept my word; when have I ever told a lie?"
A dazzling light suddenly shone in Yao Yue's eyes.
The sheer joy of instantly returning to the world of the living from the depths of despair made her completely forget the humiliation of being brutally beaten on the ground.
She hastily wiped the tears from her face with her dirty sleeve and said urgently:
"Alright! As long as you can help me restore my cultivation, I promise I will never bother you again. As for your rudeness and offense just now, I will not pursue it at all!"
Chu Yunfei looked at her as if she were an idiot.
"Hey Princess Yao Yue, have you got your head stuck in a door?"
Chu Yunfei scoffed, "You were the one who attacked me first, and I was magnanimous enough not to pursue the matter, yet you're now accusing me of being the villain?"
Upon hearing this, Yao Yue's pretty face froze, and a look of embarrassment and annoyance crept onto her cheeks once more.
She gritted her teeth and retorted angrily:
"I used my charm to steal the map, I never intended to kill you!"
"And what about you? Not only did you humiliate me in public... in public like that, you even went so far as to overpower me, directly destroying my cultivation foundation!"
"Isn't this going too far?!"
"Oh?"
Chu Yunfei narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dark golden aura of killing intent emanated from his body.
"So you're saying that tonight's events were entirely my fault?"
You're not convinced?
Sensing the fleeting, dangerous glint in Chu Yunfei's eyes, Yao Yue couldn't help but shiver.
She has lost all her cultivation at this moment, and is no different from a mortal with flesh and bones.
If this thug in front of her were truly intent on killing, a single casual strike of his sword would be enough to kill her instantly.
Reason instantly overcame dignity.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
Yao Yue took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging humiliation in her chest, and lowered her head, saying aggrievedly, "This servant... this servant wouldn't dare, it's all this servant's fault, please forgive this petty person, Young Master Chu..."
Seeing her aggrieved expression, where she dared not speak her anger, Chu Yunfei felt a surge of satisfaction and nodded in approval.
That's more like it.
Yao Yue gritted her teeth inwardly, silently cursing Chu Yunfei a thousand times over in her heart.
lecher!
Dirty embryo!
Once my cultivation is restored, I will gather the thirty-six demon kings of Qingqiu to hang you naked on the city gate and whip you for three days and three nights.
Although she was seething with hatred inside, Yao Yue outwardly feigned an even more pitiful appearance, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.
"Now that Young Master Chu has calmed down, please help me recover my cultivation."
Chu Yunfei's lips curled into a mysterious smile, "This matter cannot be rushed."
"This matter is not urgent."
"Not in a hurry?!"
Yao Yue's stunningly beautiful face instantly turned cold, and her vigilance suddenly reached its peak.
" Chu Yunfei, what do you mean?!"
Yao Yue stared intently at him, her voice shrill:
"Are you deliberately toying with me? You have no way to restore my cultivation, do you?!"
Chu Yunfei remained calm and composed, saying:
"With my status, why would I bother with such a trivial matter?"
"But you are also a cultivator, so you should understand that once your cultivation is completely lost, there's no way you can recover it overnight."
Yao Yue frowned deeply and asked suspiciously:
"That had to be for the best. If you dare to play me for a fool, my mother will never let you get away with it."
She paused, then eagerly pressed on:
"So how do you plan to help me recover? There has to be some way!"
"This..."
Chu Yunfei rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.
You can't exactly tell this stupid woman that if she just sits here obediently in the cold wind for two hours, her Qi Sea will automatically recover, and she'll be jumping around again in a day, can you?
If the truth were revealed, wouldn't that vixen immediately lunge at me, baring her fangs and claws?
Chu Yunfei stroked his chin and looked Yao Yue up and down.
As his gaze swept over that breathtakingly perfect arc, a glint flashed in Chu Yunfei's eyes, and a plan formed in his mind.
Hehe, they don't even have common sense, they deserve to be taken advantage of by me.
He coughed lightly, feigning profundity, and said in a deep voice:
"This method of recovery is extremely difficult, yet also remarkably simple."
As the saying goes, things reach their extremes and then reverse; yin and yang are mutually generative.
"The way this cultivation was lost is how it should be regained, and naturally, the method to do so must be found."
Yao Yue was slightly taken aback, somewhat unable to react:
"What is lost is awakened in the same way? What does that mean?"
Chu Yunfei, with a solemn expression, earnestly fabricated a story:
"It means... I need to use my unique secret technique, employing a special method of internal force, to repeatedly stimulate the core weakness area where you were just injured."
"Only by continuously vibrating its acupoints with external force can the meridians and acupoints be reopened, thereby completely restoring its demonic power."
Yao Yue was taken aback. "Stimulate weaknesses?"
Chu Yunfei nodded seriously. "That's right. Simply put, we need to use a special technique to strike the area where you were just injured."