I thought the game console, controller, and Monster Hunter were all I needed. When Lin Yilian took out the gifts she had prepared for Ming Jingchen over the years, Ming Jingchen's love for her became even stronger.
Movies, TV series, anime, comics, music, figurines, models, novels.
When they were still in the present world, she dug deep into the memory fragments of the things that Ming Jingchen and Lin Yilian liked, and then over a thousand years, she brought them all back and neatly stored them in the warehouse into a small mountain, and each one was carefully prepared.
Ming Jingchen covered his mouth and cried with joy as he looked at the gifts. Lin Yilian stood dignifiedly beside him, holding Ming Jingchen's hand, and smiled at his reaction as if she couldn't get enough of it.
Embracing Lin Yilian in his arms, Ming Jingchen rubbed her shoulders and said affectionately, "Yilian, thank you, I'm so happy, I like you so much."
"As long as you like it." Lin Yilian closed her eyes with an expression of enjoyment and leaned on Ming Jingchen's shoulder, "As long as Brother Jing is happy, Xiaolian's thoughts will not be in vain."
The first time they had sex, coupled with Lin Yilian's thoughtful gift, Ming Jingchen's resistance to becoming a furnace gradually faded, and he fell in love with his disciple who treated him so sincerely from a spiritual level.
The shackles in their hearts were untied, and there was no more restraint in the relationship between the two. They were like a pair of lovers in love, spreading their sweet sexual fluids all over the beautiful Penglai Island.
Days passed in great happiness, but Lin Yilian's actions became increasingly strange.
At first, she only went out every few days, but later she went out more and more frequently. When Ming Jingchen had lived on Penglai Island for three months and autumn was getting stronger, Lin Yilian went out every day and only came back in the evening, just like a white-collar worker working from nine to five. Ming Jingchen was left alone on Penglai Island, inevitably feeling a little lonely.
But driven by curiosity, Ming Jingchen couldn't help but ask carefully, "Yilian, what are you busy with?"
Lin Yilian smiled, a little strangely, "For the deification ceremony, we need to prepare some things so that we can successfully refine Master into a furnace."
Ming Jingchen's expression darkened, he lowered his head and rubbed the corner of his clothes back and forth, looking a little sad.
No matter how wonderful the relationship between the two was, it was just to compensate for the tragic ending of being deprived of her human form. Everything Lin Yilian did was just out of compassion, to give this dog slave waiting to be slaughtered the last bit of comfort in his life, so that she could go on her journey with peace of mind.
Logically speaking, after being thoroughly enslaved and trained, Ming Jingchen would only obediently accept the arrangements of his master, act according to his will, and feel the humble happiness of obedience and submission.
But after spending these days with Lin Yilian and experiencing the feeling of being respected as a human being, Ming Jingchen had a different idea in his mind.
Taking a few deep breaths to muster up courage, Ming Jingchen asked softly, "Yi Lian... I just want to ask, don't be angry... Do you really have to become a god?"
"That's right." Lin Yilian changed her usual gentle tone and said decisively and directly, "To put it bluntly, the Heavenly Emperor Realm is just a powerful human being. If they encounter a strong enemy, they will also be injured, and their cultivation may also be destroyed. In the end, they are still at the mercy of fate."
After a deliberate pause, Lin Yilian's momentum gradually increased. She straightened her body, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and looked down at Ming Jingchen, who was lowering his head in a timid manner, with dignity.
The cold and rational voice pierced into Ming Jingchen's heart.
"Even if you have cultivated to the Heavenly Emperor realm, as long as you are still a human, there are limits. My master, who was once a Heavenly Emperor, should know the ins and outs of this better than I do."
Ming Jingchen remained silent.
He had to admit that what Lin Yilian said was completely true.
When the Heavenly Mark of Ten Thousand Calamities appeared in the Beauty World, she was in so much pain and despair, pointing her finger at the heavens and cursing why such a disaster would come into being to harm the people.
In the end, he had no choice but to sacrifice all his cultivation and endure a thousand years of loneliness to mend the sky. As a result, he lost all his cultivation after mending the sky, and fell into the miserable situation he is in today.
Ming Jingchen, who was at the level of Heavenly Emperor, could not escape the tricks of fate. He was the least qualified person to dissuade Lin Yilian from becoming a god.
"Yilian, I know you must have seen me in such a miserable state, so you are determined to break through the Heavenly Emperor Realm and become a god, so that you can completely control your own destiny from now on." Ming Jingchen scratched his hair randomly, his brows twisted into a ball, his heart was in turmoil, "I am the least qualified person to advise you, but I...but I just..."
"What is it?" Lin Yilian asked in a somewhat stiff tone, "Don't say half of the words and leave the other half."
Lin Yilian, who was gentle in the past, somehow suddenly became very strong today, showing the terrifying pressure of being the strongest person in the world of beauties, the Supreme Beauty Emperor. Ming Jingchen was a little breathless and felt that Lin Yilian was very scary.
But somehow, facing this suffocating pressure from a powerful person, Ming Jingchen felt a surge of courage in his heart. His timid tone concealed a stubborn persistence, and he boldly spoke out his true thoughts, "Yi Lian! To be honest, I don't want you to become a god! I want to be with you as an ordinary person, hand in hand, forever!"
Lin Yilian's aura of oppression subsided a little. She walked forward slowly and lifted Ming Jingchen's chin with her bare hands, letting the timid and evasive boy's clear eyes look at her. She said with a half-smile, "So, Master regrets being your disciple's cauldron? This is different from what you said at the beginning~"
Ming Jingchen tried to move his head to avoid looking at Lin Yilian, but Lin Yilian's delicate hands squeezed Ming Jingchen's chin tightly, forcing him to look into her eyes. She commanded him in a stern and powerful tone, "Look at me. Tell me what you really think."
Ming Jingchen was forced into a corner and had no choice but to turn away his timid gaze and look directly into Lin Yilian's sharp eyes that were like a cold pool of autumn water.
With a body of a mortal with no power left, Ming Jingchen was staring at the strongest person in the world of beauties. He was clearly terrified, his heart was beating like a drum, his blood was churning and he felt very uncomfortable. After struggling for a while, he forced out the blood in his chest and spoke word by word with gritted teeth.
"Attachment! I would rather you, Shiyin Xiyan and the others treat me as a sex slave, worse than pigs and dogs, than treat me as a human being, toy with me and torture me at will, leaving me trapped in the abyss and unable to get out. I would rather you give me hope and give me a personality, then deprive me of these things again and throw me back into darkness!"
"Oh?" Lin Yilian raised her lips slightly, smiling playfully, "Are you blaming me?"
Ming Jingchen stared into Yilian's eyes, his tone somewhat unwilling.
"I am just a useless person, how dare I blame you. I just don't understand what you want to do?"
"Either you treat me a little abnormally and make me give up completely. Or you don't want to become a god and just keep getting along with me normally."
"But you are so nice to me, and yet you are busy preparing the ritual to turn me into a furnace. Have you ever considered how I feel?"
Facing Ming Jingchen, who had changed his usual submissive attitude and became aggressive, Lin Yilian took back the hand that was pinching Ming Jingchen's chin, and gently shook her body by pinching her chin, sizing up Ming Jingchen with a playful and scrutinizing look, and her lips and teeth turned into sharp swords, shooting out three questions.
"Hasn't Master been trained by his junior sisters to become a dog slave? Aren't dog slaves supposed to enjoy everything their masters give them? For the supreme master, are the dog slaves' feelings important?"
The three consecutive questions left Ming Jingchen speechless, scratching his head with a troubled look on his face.
"Master, you still have a choice." Lin Yilian advised earnestly, "Either admit that you regret it, admit that you don't want to be a furnace, and I will let you use another life instead. Then when I become a god, I will love you well, take care of you, and live with you forever."
Ming Jingchen gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want you to hurt anyone else!"
"Then there is no other way. I can only let Master be the furnace." Lin Yilian said teasingly, "But Master, don't worry. When I become a god, I will use all means to restore your original spirit and pour it into the furnace. Then Master can be in the form of a furnace magic weapon and be controlled by your disciple forever. I can manipulate you at will. Isn't this what the dog slave Master wants most?"
Ming Jingchen's thoughts drifted away, and he said in a trance, "I... I still want to be a human. It feels good to be a human... It feels good to be free... I really want to go back to the past... I want to live happily with all of you disciples. Why is it so difficult to fulfill such a simple wish..."
Lin Yilian sighed softly, and her sorrow brought back memories of the past. "This is fate! How I wanted to be an ordinary healthy little girl, but it was such a simple wish, but I couldn't do it. Even if it came true later, the price was that I lost the most important thing and the meaning of living. It's ironic..."
"The wish has come true?" Ming Jingchen was a little confused, "What does that mean?"
Lin Yilian waved her hand carelessly and said vaguely, "I'm getting off topic. I just want to say that fate plays tricks on us. Even the simplest wish won't come true so easily."
Ming Jingchen advised with great sorrow, "You can fulfill Master's wish simply by giving up becoming a god. Why have you become so stubborn?"
Lin Yilian's face darkened, and a pale aura emanated from her body, and her terrifying pressure increased again.
"Ming Jingchen, are you teaching me how to do things? I have been seeking the truth for thousands of years, and I only have one thought to become a god! If you are still the powerful Emperor of the Realm, you can beat me if you don't agree with me!"
"But what about you! In order to save these bitches and this dirty and vulgar world of beauties, you actually gave up your own Emperor Mirror and cultivated yourself to repair the sky. After you fell into the human world, you were trained by a group of lewd and lowly women to become the useless dog slave you are now!"
"Tell me what qualifications do you have now to stop me, who is now the supreme and most beautiful emperor!"
Ming Jingchen was suppressed by Lin Yilian, which aroused his will to fight. He took a deep breath and said sincerely, "What do you want me to do in order to agree to me?"
Lin Yilian sneered, shook her head slowly, and her tone suddenly softened.
"Master, it's useless for you to do anything. I have made up my mind and will do whatever it takes to become a god. It's like the coin has been tossed."
Taking out a coin, tossing it into the air, and then lightly holding it in her palm, Lin Yilian said in a gentle but unquestionable tone, "The two sides of the coin are either heads or tails. This is the established rule."
"Master, is it the positive side that requires self-sacrifice?" The slender jade hand slowly spread out, showing the positive side of the coin in front of Ming Jingchen and shaking it. Lin Yilian flicked it into the air, and without even looking at it, she lightly collected it, "Or is it the negative side that requires others to sacrifice themselves?"
The slender palm was opened again, and it turned out to be the other side of the coin.
Staring at the two sides of the coin, being played around by Lin Yilian, Ming Jingchen's cowardly aura gradually strengthened, and his hesitant eyes showed a hint of hardness and determination.
Ming Jingchen took a long breath and stretched out his hand, saying in a deep voice, "Give me the coin."
Lin Yilian flicked the coin to Ming Jingchen and said jokingly, "Master, no matter how you toss it, it will come out both heads and tails."
Ming Jingchen placed the coin on his thumb, closed his eyes, and quietly felt the fluctuations of the surrounding air, controlling the pulsation of every muscle and bone in his body.
The consciousness was scattered and scattered, covering the surrounding time and space, and countless thin strings seemed to appear in a trance.
Each of the strings is as fine as hemp, with a sign hanging on it, either "positive" or "negative".
All consciousness condensed into a sky-high eye, looking through the strings of destiny one after another.
Finding the fleeting moment, Ming Jingchen flicked the coin in his hand.
The moment it was ejected, the air behind Ming Jingchen condensed into a faint lion awakening, and the youthful spirit emerged slowly as his eyes opened like a long sword unsheathed.
Looking up at the overwhelmingly imposing number one person in the world, the Supreme Beauty Emperor Lin Yilian, Ming Jingchen raised the corner of his mouth confidently.
"Who says there are only two sides to a coin?"
The coin flipped rapidly, drawing a parabola in the air like a meteor, and with a thud it was inserted into the gap between the stone slabs, standing up perfectly between the two bricks.
Not the positive side, nor the negative side.
Lin Yilian threw out Lingxian, took back the coin, and looked at Ming Jingchen with a smile, "What do you want to do?"
Ming Jingchen stretched himself and threw himself into Lin Yilian's arms, "Yilian! I will accompany you well in the future, and try to make you change your mind before the last day comes."
Lin Yilian was pounced on and hugged by Ming Jingchen, and she acted like a spoiled child. The strong aura of the Supreme Beauty Emperor disappeared immediately, her cheeks turned red and she chuckled, "That's it?"
"That's it." Ming Jingchen answered calmly.
"Well, Brother Jing, just give it a try~" Lin Yilian giggled and hugged Ming Jingchen with open arms, "Brother Jing, please do your best to show us your affection today!"
After a night of love and affection, Ming Jingchen held Lin Yilian in his arms and coaxed her to sleep peacefully, while he himself closed his eyes and pretended to doze off. His brain, which had been almost rusty after not moving for a long time, finally started to work.
"Why have one or two disciples become so strange? It seems that the higher the level of cultivation, the more severe this morbid feeling becomes."
"I have seen Seven, Six, Five, Four, and One, but why are the Second and Third missing?"
"One of them is a princess, and the other is a miko. They are both born with careful and smart personalities. With the healing of the Sky Scar and Xi Yan Lu Yu Wu Ji making such a big fuss, they must have noticed my existence. Why didn't they come to fight for me, but let Shi Yin turn me into a puppet smoothly? This is a bit unreasonable."
"In addition to being able to transcend time and space, the Heavenly Emperor Realm can also see through the myriad creations. If I were Lin Yilian, as soon as I saw the Myriad Tribulations Heavenly Scars being repaired, I would definitely use all my senses to search the entire Beauty Realm. I'm afraid it wouldn't take much effort to scan my whereabouts."
"According to calculations, if I fell into Xiyan's or even Yu Fengshang's hands, with their Heavenly Emperor perception, they would definitely be able to detect my whereabouts. Why did they wait until I was in Shiyin's hands for a full year before taking action?"
Ming Jingchen, who was originally being squeezed out of his virginity and enslaved, was obsessed with sensual pleasures and focused on pleasing various mistresses. He had no time to think carefully about these strange tricks.
Now that he is determined to find a new path beyond his predetermined destiny, his original IQ as the World Emperor has returned.
Scratching his newly grown brain, Ming Jingchen thought to himself, "I can only take advantage of Lin Yilian's absence to check the second and third sisters' bedrooms, who are so neat and tidy, to see if I can find any clues."
Ming Jingchen clenched his fists, feeling his muscles and bones becoming weak from not training for a long time.
"You should also try to regain control of your body."
In the early morning, Lin Yilian was still sleeping in his arms. Ming Jingchen opened his eyes, carefully pulled his arm out of bed, quietly left the room, and went to the storeroom.
The layout and furnishings of Penglai Island were mostly the same as when he was the World Emperor a thousand years ago. It was a very familiar place for Ming Jingchen.
In the warehouse, he pushed aside the pile of debris, revealing a long strip of floor tile. Mingjingchen blew away the dust covering the floor tile, and pressed the four corners in sequence. With a "click", the mechanism was triggered and the floor tile flipped open, revealing a long-forgotten black sword.
This black iron sword is called "Scorching Sun" and has accompanied Ming Jingchen for most of his training and fighting journey. It is one of his most handy weapons.
However, in the later period, his cultivation level was getting higher and higher, and he no longer needed to use spiritual weapons to defeat powerful enemies, so he put this black iron sword into his sect and sealed it up.
Now that his cultivation was completely wasted and his spiritual energy was gone, he could no longer exert the true power of "Scorching Sun" with his physical body alone, but Ming Jingchen still chose this heavy sword that made him feel extremely familiar.
As long as he holds this sword, he recalls the past, not afraid of evil spirits, not afraid of powerful enemies, holding the sword that symbolizes courage, challenging opponents of higher levels and fighting desperately, and finally defeating the destined powerful enemy.
However, this time, the leap was too outrageous. He was just a mortal who had not even reached the first level of Qi training, while Lin Yilian was the number one in the world of beauties, the Supreme Beauty Emperor. It was like a firefly competing with the sun and the moon, overestimating his own abilities.
Even so, Ming Jingchen still struggled to pick up the Blazing Sun Great Sword, clenched his hands tightly and tried to swing it in the air. After just two swings, he felt tired and his muscles ached, his arms were numb, and it was very strenuous.
"My physical strength has been reduced by those disciples." Ming Jingchen took the scabbard of the greatsword and tied it on his back, inserted the Blazing Sun Greatsword into the scabbard, and began to stretch his muscles and bones to warm up, "I have to regain the most basic sense of physical strength."
After stretching his muscles and warming up his body, Ming Jingchen left the warehouse and began to jog with the heavy sword on his back.
This was the training method he used when he was still in the Qi training stage. It has been proven to be very effective. The spiritual energy will enter the body through breathing, and then be absorbed into the tendons and bones little by little by the extremely sore and tired muscles. This is commonly known as "strengthening the tendons and strengthening the bones."
However, this process belongs to physical cultivation, which is the most difficult method of all cultivation. When Ming Jingchen did not encounter a good spiritual skill, he had no choice but to do it. He did not expect that after a thousand years, after losing all his cultivation, he would actually get it back one day.
"Heaven and earth have righteousness."
Ming Jingchen gritted his teeth and kept running, controlling his breathing to utter each word, trying to use his pure body to sense the endless spiritual energy floating around the world.
"The mixed flow."
Recalling the time when he served Xiyan, Luyu and Wuji, when he was almost suffocated by Xiyan and Wuji, all the pores in his body opened up, and the external spiritual energy continued to flow in. His body was also intertwined with the yang energy representing men and the yin energy representing women, forming the mixed primordial energy of yin and yang.
Driven by the harmonious yin and yang energy, the mortal body seemed to have undergone some wonderful changes, becoming more sensitive to the surroundings and easier to control. Ming Jingchen was trying hard to find this mysterious feeling.
After reading the words "Miscellaneous and Flowing Forms", Ming Jingchen, who was running with difficulty, closed his mouth and nose, forcing himself to endure the pain of suffocation, and opened all the pores and acupoints in his body to extract the mixed spiritual energy flowing around him, remove the coarse and take the essence, and then infuse it into his body, gathering it into two yin and yang mixed primordial qi in his body that intertwined like a dragon.
"Below are the rivers and mountains."
Representing women, motherhood, and the heavy primordial Yin energy, it slowly sinks into the empty space in the body, filling the lower part of the mirror dust, replenishing the sore lower limbs from weight-bearing running with strong energy.
"The sun and stars are on top."
The pure and healthy Hunyuan Yang Qi, which represents men and fatherhood, slowly rises up to the vast universe in the chest, just like the heaven and earth were first created, rising to the upper limbs, chest, neck, and head, making the upper body more vigorous, and the mind also shows a refreshing feeling of enlightenment.
With his spiritual veins completely destroyed, he was unable to cultivate spiritual energy, but he relied on his instinctive induction of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and used the short stay of spiritual energy in his body during his breathing. Ming Jingchen continuously absorbed the two energies of heaven and earth from the surroundings, and infused them into his body in a floating and sinking manner.
Ming Jingchen was not sure how useful it was. He was also not sure whether it was possible for a mortal to fight against the almost demigod Supreme Beauty Emperor.
He only knew that he couldn't go on like this, he had to move, just like tossing a coin, he didn't want to toss it right or wrong, he just wanted to toss it in the middle where the probability was extremely slim, but he had to toss it anyway.
Ming Jingchen ran around Penglai Island with a heavy sword on his back. He was so exhausted that he was panting and sweating. He kept thinking about the details of the island he had just observed.
"Lin Yilian didn't make many changes to Penglai Island. She still used the layout I originally set for Penglai Island. It seems that the home field advantage does have a glimmer of hope."
"As long as she passes through the barrier and leaves, I will start investigating on the island, then pay close attention to the barrier's reaction. When I sense that a strong person is approaching quickly and causes the barrier to vibrate slightly, I will quickly restore it to its original state. Perhaps I can collect the necessary information."
After making up his mind, Ming Jingchen drew out the Blazing Sun Great Sword from his back with a clang, held the hilt with both arms and raised it high into the sky, gathering strength in his body and chanting, "Cut Iron—"
With a step forward, he swung his sword fiercely, exhaling the foul air in his chest, and Ming Jingchen gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sword!"
The sun continued to rise, shining on the boy's body covered with crystal sweat, emitting a string of golden beads, and shining into the eyes of Lin Yilian who was leaning against the door not far away, eating melon seeds and smiling.
Spitting out the melon seed shells in her mouth, Lin Yilian chuckled and said jokingly, "Master, are you thinking that with more than half a year of last-minute preparation, you are going to force your disciple to give up on becoming a god?"
"I dare not." Ming Jingchen stared straight ahead, enduring the pain in his muscles and practicing swordplay. "I just want to make my body stronger and enjoy the feeling of being able to control my body perfectly... You should also like me to be stronger so that I can be intimate with you, right?"
"Alas, why bother..." Lin Yilian sighed helplessly, "In half a year, Master will become a furnace cauldron. What's the point of practicing these useless skills? It's better to enjoy the fun that your disciple has left for you and spend the last period of time happily. Why bother to worry about this fruitless work?"
"You toss your coin, and I toss mine." Ming Jingchen looked over with sharp eyes, "Since you let me live out my true self in the last year, and let me have desires and ideas like an upright person, now I want to practice swordplay, are you afraid?"
"Hehe~" Lin Yilian covered her mouth and laughed, "Master's words are really interesting. You can do whatever you want. But I think Master knows that the will of heaven cannot be violated, but he still acts against it. It's funny and cute."
Patting the melon seed shells in her hands and looking up at the sun, Lin Yilian walked out of the courtyard, saying jokingly, "Master, practice well. Your disciple is going on a long journey."
He practiced hard while wielding the Blazing Sun Great Sword, and secretly pushed his keen hearing to the extreme, concentrating on sensing the fluctuations of the barrier around Penglai Island, to determine whether Lin Yilian had completely left.
After making sure that she had completely left the waters around Penglai Island, Ming Jingchen quickly put away the Blazing Sun Sword, wiped the sweat off his body with a towel, took out some cotton cloth to hold his shoes, put on the white gloves he used to play with the hidden weapons, and tiptoed into Qin Shanying's room.
The furnishings in Qin Shanying's room have a luxurious and bookish scent, just like her noble and reserved appearance as a princess.
However, the books that were once densely packed in the cabinets had been emptied out by her, leaving no clues or information behind, so Ming Jingchen had no idea where to start his investigation.
First I walked to the bed and smelled it. The scent of her body became very faint, but it didn't disappear completely. I'm afraid she has been staying in the room recently.
Memorizing the position and shape of the pillows and quilts in the room, even the details of the folds, Ming Jingchen carefully spread out the quilts and pillows and checked them. He found no obvious clues, except for a long wavy golden hair on the pillow, which was exactly the color of Qin Shanying's hair.
Not knowing whether this golden hair would be useful, Ming Jingchen found a paper bag and carefully wrapped it up, hiding it in his arms, then he lifted the mattress and knocked on various parts of the bed.
I knocked on several places, but the sound was muffled. Until I knocked on the inner edge of the wall, the bed board sounded crisp, and it seemed like it was hollow underneath.
"These little girls really have hidden compartments. They must have kept some things that are not allowed to be seen in public."
Ming Jingchen was quite helpless as he carefully studied the bed board, found a mechanism and pressed it, with a click the bed board opened a small gap, allowing people to lift the wooden cover.
When Ming Jingchen opened the wooden cover, he saw something familiar at first sight, and his eyes went dark immediately.
I saw a brocade handkerchief wrapped in a jade handle in the secret compartment. The shape was exactly the same as what I had seen there in the past. It was a "Master Brand" masturbation dildo made in the image of the penis under me.
"Wait..." Ming Jingchen picked up the dildo and suddenly felt something was wrong. "All the books here have been moved away. Obviously, the disciples have separated and each of them has taken these things back to their own territory. Shanying must have been the first one to take away these shady little things. Why is she leaving them here?"
"If she lives here for a long time, she should have put a lot of books in the room, but there is no trace of them here. Could it be that Lin Yilian cleared them all out? Is there some key information in the book?"
"Assuming that Lin Yilian used force to capture Qin Shanying and imprison her here, why would she let her take such a private and obscene toy with her?"
"Then there is only one explanation!"
With the scattered clues in his mind, Ming Jingchen roughly reconstructed the situation at that time and explained these strange phenomena.
Qin Shanying took the initiative to come back to Penglai Island to discuss important matters with Lin Yilian. This important matter required a lot of effort, so she was prepared to stay for a long time, so she brought her own luggage, which contained this little toy that she used to relieve her loneliness every day.
The two of them might have had a good relationship at first, but then for some reason Lin Yilian suddenly turned hostile, took her away and imprisoned her in another place, cleaned up her room briefly, and put away her books.
As for the little gadgets that Qin Shanying hid in the secret compartment, Lin Yilian had no time to notice them, so she kept them.
"What exactly does Shanying want to discuss with Lin Yilian? Aren't the Seven Red Beauties enemies of each other? I clearly remember that the third sister only has a better relationship with the second sister. In the past, they have always joined forces to fight against the eldest sister. Why would the third sister come back for no reason and try to make friends with the eldest sister to discuss things?"
A small toy hidden in a secret compartment allowed Ming Jingchen to detect many tiny clues. When he turned over the small leather book under the toy, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately perked up.
"This is Shanying's diary!"
Holding the diary in his hand, he walked to the table, moved his chair aside and sat down. He looked towards the light and saw a layer of spiritual light like an oil film flowing over it, faintly revealing a lock shape, as if it was under a strong ban.
Ming Jingchen had seen this kind of restriction in his past travels. Many ancient secret books had it. If you rashly touch it and try to open it, it will cause a strong backlash, and you might get seriously injured.
If the person who breaks the ban is strong enough and breaks it by force, the contents inside will be destroyed and the words will be messed up, and in the end no information will be obtained. It must be opened using the method specified in the secret book.
Ming Jingchen knew that it would be extremely dangerous for a mortal with no spiritual energy to rashly touch the forbidden diary left by a Mahayana realm.
But when he thought that his beloved Qin Shanying might have left an important message and urgently needed his rescue, Ming Jingchen swallowed, a resolute and sharp look flashed across his face, and he reached out to open the diary with trembling hands.
The moment he tried to open it, countless rays of light shot out from the cover of the diary, hovering in front of Ming Jingchen, and transformed into a line of words that shone with light.
"First question, who are you?"
There were many words floating under the question like stars. Ming Jingchen happened to find the three words "Ming", "Jing" and "Chen", so he reached out and grabbed them and filled them into the question and answer column one by one.
The light spots dispersed like stardust and then recondensed.
"Second question, which day was the darkest and brightest in my life?"
Below this line of words is a calendar date that looks like a scroll wheel.
This question was very clever. The other disciples might not know it, but Ming Jingchen knew it clearly. He scrolled through the years, months and days and chose a day in the cold winter a thousand years ago.
It was a bitterly cold winter day. The people and army of the old Muyun Empire, instigated by treacherous officials, overthrew the extravagant and vain female monarch, who was also Qin Shanying's mother.
The royal family was slaughtered by the rebel army, and the seven-year-old princess Qin Shanying was also implicated and pushed to the execution ground by the angry people, and was about to be beheaded.
The red feet with pus-oozing frostbite in the snow, and the thin prison uniform with mottled blood stains could not withstand the severe cold, making the poor royal girl shiver.
The audience was boiling with hatred, but they had no sympathy for this innocent girl. They threw rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves at her, causing Qin Shanying to curl up her dirty golden wavy hair and cry continuously, which further aroused the sadistic hearts of the people.
"Incompetent people have accumulated resentment in their hearts that they cannot release, so they swing their swords at those who are weaker."
This is Ming Jingchen's first lesson, in which he bravely fought to save the fallen princess Qin Shanying, and gave her a hot bath to heal her wounds and frostbite while teaching her earnestly.
"Public opinion is like water. It has no form or shape. It can carry a boat or overturn it. Only when those in power are good at taking advantage of the situation can they turn the invisible water into a surging driving force. If they are not good at controlling water, the water will become a disaster, a chaotic water, drowning innocent crops and swallowing up all life."
Ming Jingchen rubbed Qin Shanying's long golden wavy hair, just like washing a delicate doll, and taught her step by step, "I know you are in pain, you are resentful, and darkness will grow in your heart. I hope that one day when I have the power, I will repay these people double."
"But you are a noble princess, a person in a higher position. You must restrain your desires and darkness, think and guide from a macro perspective, discover problems and solve them, and prevent similar tragedies from happening again."
After cleaning Qin Shanying's body and changing her into clean and tidy clothes, Ming Jingchen held her hand, knelt on one knee, and leaned over to kiss the back of her hand.
"My Lady Princess, from now on I will be your teacher, teaching you martial arts and the skills of governing a country. I hope you can become a wise ruler loved by the people. When that day comes, the people will prostrate themselves at your feet, sincerely praise your name, and throw flowers of blessing to you. This will be your loudest and sharpest revenge on the world."
Memories faded like the tide, and the floating aura font switched again.
"The last question is what I want to hear you say to me the most."
Ming Ling Jingchen looked at the densely packed words below the question, but there were only three words in total. He blushed and smiled helplessly, then picked one from each of the three words and put it into the answer box.
The answer "I love you" turned into a key and inserted into the virtual keyhole of the diary cover. With a twist and a click, the seal was unlocked.
The diary slowly unfolded, and a vast amount of illusory pages of spiritual light floated out from the diary, wrapped around the mirror dust, and turned into a sea of spiritual light diary pages.
The diary that carried Qin Shanying's thousand-year memories was now fully displayed in front of Ming Jingchen.
The thousand-year-old imperial capital of the Muyun Empire is as cool and serene as water at night.
A piece of golden hair curled down and rested on the shoulders of the elegant tall woman, looking like the undulating golden waves in the twilight.
Standing in the evening breeze, her wavy blonde hair swaying in the wind, her tall long legs and slightly skinny body, like a sika deer carved out of white jade, her full and firm chest and exquisite peach buttocks, showing her curvaceous and graceful demeanor.
The blonde beauty with the figure of an international supermodel has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and her cold and beautiful face reveals a bit of sharpness. Her willow eyebrows have more sword intent than ordinary women, and her eyes are as hot as torches.
With a 1.8-meter tall figure, she wears a black silk stocking with suspenders and 8-centimeter black high heels. She looks down on everyone and has the aura of a queen who controls everything.
The domineering eyes that looked down upon the world were now focused on looking up at the bright stars, the not very conspicuous trace of the eternal calamity mark, and the scallion-like fingers painted with wine-colored nail polish were twisting and calculating endlessly.
After calculating, she put her hands behind her back and looked at the strangely dressed master beside the bed. Her solemn and dignified eyes suddenly changed, with a seductive and strange hazy heart-shaped luster, and her dark red lips moved, "Wait another hundred years, and Master will be back."
The supreme ruler of the Muyun Empire, the Muyun Empress Qin Shanying, stepped on her high heels and walked to the bedside, then sat down and gently caressed the strange human-sized figurine.
The figure of the master was not unusual in style, it was just a handsome young man who looked like a teacher, but the figure was wrapped with fine ropes all over his body, tightly tied up in the shape of a tortoise shell, with a ball gag in his mouth, and a conspicuous jade-handled penis in his private parts. His whole body was in tatters, with traces of brutal whipping.
Qin Shanying touched the figurine for a while, the luster in her eyes became brighter and brighter, her cheeks flushed abnormally, she swallowed and panted hard, "Just... just once... for the last time... I will quit tomorrow..."
Qin Shanying took off her high heels and climbed onto the bed. She lifted her luxurious queen's skirt and moved her suspender panties slightly away from her crotch. She aimed her already wet vagina at the jade handle and sat hard on it. She stepped hard on the mouth and nose of the Ming Jingchen figurine with her black silk arches. She stretched out her hands like swords pointing to both sides in the air, summoning countless tentacles and whip-like spirit fibers to caress and tease the Ming Jingchen figurine in various places, and then whipped it hard.
The force of the whip was strong, and each whipping stirred up a cloud of dust, leaving a conspicuous scar on the figurine. If it were a real person, I'm afraid that one whipping would be enough to leave a glaring blood-filled whip mark on the person's body. If it were a real person, it would probably be a whipping torture worse than death.
Qin Shanying manipulated her magic to pull out the mirror-dust-like figurine from under her body, thrusting her vagina back and forth at the huge jade dust handle installed under the figurine, pressing her black silk arch against the figurine's cheek and face, crushing and stepping on it, her lewd cries echoed in the queen's bedroom.
"Master~Master~I can't stand it~I want to whip you and torture you~Let you fall in love with the feeling of being tortured by me~and become my devoted slave~Please come back soon~I can't wait~"
The lust continued to rise, the secretion of vaginal fluid accelerated, overflowing and soaking the lower body of the figurine, making a large wet area, but the rhythm and force of the whip continued to increase.
With a fierce moan, her vagina continued to contract, gushing out juice. Qin Shanying on the figurine's body stiffened and twitched, and the spirit fiber tightly wrapped around the figurine's neck.
After the violent climax, the sickly peach-colored luster in his eyes dimmed a little, and his spirit drooped and softened, and was completely retracted into Qin Shanying's body. Qin Shanying looked at the Mingjingchen figurine that was almost torn into pieces under her body, her face was as pale as snow, she staggered and fell off the figurine, kneeled down on the bed, covered her face and lowered her head and sobbed.
"Master! Please forgive me! I don't want to do this! But I really can't control myself! I really can't control myself!"
Covering her left breast, Qin Shanying murmured in agony.
"Since I reached the seventh level of the Mahayana realm, the twisted lust for you in my heart has been burning out of control. It has been getting stronger and stronger. Day and night, I dream of torturing and playing with you in various perverted ways, wanting to destroy your soul and then make you my property forever."
Qin Shanying rubbed her wavy blonde hair with a frown on her face. "You know me! I'm not that kind of person at all! I wouldn't dare to have such disrespectful thoughts towards you! I just love you very much and want to be your partner. Even if you have more than one partner, as long as you can accept me, I can accept it!"
Qin Shanying's pink eyes trembled back and forth, her dark red lips trembled, and a look of madness appeared on her face, "But the lust in my heart is out of control. It wants to destroy my sanity and distort my normal feelings towards you, making me cruel, sadistic, and tyrannical. These are the signs of a tyrant who destroys his country. My mother's dynasty was overthrown in this way. I really don't want to become such a person!"
Qin Shanying held her head and looked up to the sky, crying heartbreakingly, "Master! I really can't stand it! I really can't stand it!"
While she was crying, a report came from outside the palace gate.
"Report! Your Majesty, the test results you requested are out."
Qin Shanying stood up and straightened her clothes, regaining the dignity of the supreme queen of the Muyun Empire. She summoned Lingxian to pull the quilt over the broken Mingjingchen figurine on the bed, and ordered in a cold and majestic voice, "Show it up!"
The palace door opened, and three palace maids came in with a tray holding a thick stack of record books. They bowed and raised the tray to present it to Qin Shanying.
Qin Shanying took the record book on the first tray and opened it. The data on it turned into a stream of data, which was synchronized to Ming Jingchen's eyes who was carefully reading Qin Shanying's diary at this time.
This is what Qin Shanying did after she discovered that she had cultivated to the seventh level and had developed an uncontrollable and strange desire in her heart. She followed the methods of the present world that Ming Jingchen had taught her and designed three sets of sociological experiments to verify a bold guess in her mind.
In the first experiment, she divided the crowd into ten groups, each with a hundred people, from the bottom up, they were Qi training level one, level two, level three, up to Qi training level nine and foundation building level one, and asked them to judge ambiguous and suspicious cases.
The case involved a suspect who was guilty of theft. Because her child was hungry, she had no choice but to take the risk of stealing food from a wealthy family to feed her child. After she stole the steamed buns and left, a fire broke out in the kitchen and killed an old servant.
The suspicious point of the case is that the fire may have been caused by the woman stealing, or it may have been caused by someone else in the mansion not paying attention.
Whether from the perspective of the "presumption of innocence" legal system of the Muyun Empire or from the perspective of human nature, this woman stole food for her children and the cause of the fire was unclear, so she could be given a light sentence or even be acquitted.
Unexpectedly, such a simple case would make Qin Shanying worried, because she was surprised to find that her views on this case when she was at the sixth level of the Mahayana realm and when she was at the seventh level of the Mahayana realm were completely different.
On the sixth floor, she felt that there was something wrong with this woman, but out of sympathy, she wanted to give her a light sentence. However, when she looked at the case again on the seventh floor, she felt that she had given a light sentence and should just kill this woman to serve as a warning to others.
Qin Shanying is a very alert person. After observing for so many years, she found something amiss.
At this time, Qin Shanying recalled the words Ming Jingchen said when he saved her. Those words were deeply engraved in her mind and became her lifelong motto.
"The superiors need to restrain their own desires and darkness, think and guide from a macro perspective, discover problems and solve them."
Therefore, Qin Shanying set up three sociological experiments to carefully verify her bold hypothesis.
At this moment, Ming Jingchen saw the sociological experiment data graph in Qin Shanying's diary, which showed a very standard pyramid shape. It was as if he had suddenly realized something, and his mind became clear. He opened his eyes wide in disbelief.
"The higher the level of cultivation, the stronger the demonic nature!"