Ye Chen didn't know how long he had been asleep.
When he finally opened his eyes, he found himself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling adorned with exquisite decorations. This wasn't his hotel room.
Looking around, he realized he was lying on a giant bed—one specially prepared for dual cultivation.
It all started to come back to him. Somehow, after his breakthrough, he had entered the inner sanctuary of the Fairy Gate, and now... he was here.
Beside him, Zhao Yanyan lay curled up under the blanket, sleeping peacefully. Her breathing was steady and gentle—she looked utterly exhausted from last night.
Just then, a soft voice came from near the door. "Your master is awake," said Chu Yuechan.
Startled, Ye Chen quickly grabbed a blanket and pulled it over himself to cover his exposed body. "Yuechan, what are you doing in here?" he asked in panic.
Chu Yuechan giggled mischievously. "There's no need to cover yourself, Master. I already saw everything last night.
So, what is there left to hide?"
Her teasing words struck Ye Chen like a bolt of lightning. His face flushed with embarrassment. She saw... everything?!
"W-What kind of girl peeks during such an intimate moment? Aren't you ashamed?" Ye Chen scolded, trying to sound angry—though his voice cracked halfway.
Chu Yuechan's cheeks turned slightly red, but she replied nonchalantly, "It's not my fault.
You're the one who put on such a show. I was merely an accidental viewer."
She spoke as if she had done nothing wrong.
Not wanting to argue with her further, Ye Chen glanced around. "Where are my clothes?"
Without missing a beat, Chu Yuechan pulled a neatly folded robe from her storage ring and handed it to him.
It was an elegant traditional outfit that looked like it belonged in a historical drama.
Ye Chen accepted it and quickly dressed. "You've just broken through," Chu Yuechan said seriously. "Your aura is still unstable.
You should find a quiet place and stabilize your cultivation."
Ye Chen nodded. That was indeed his plan. Seeing that Zhao Yanyan was still sound asleep, he quietly left the room and headed to a tranquil courtyard nearby.
Chu Yuechan didn't follow. She knew not to disturb him during cultivation and chose to leave him alone.
For the next five hours, Ye Chen sat in silent meditation.
Golden energy flowed through his meridians, gradually settling and merging into his core.
When he finally opened his eyes, he had completely stabilized his strength.
He was now firmly in the Eighth Level of the Ancient Warrior Realm.
Feeling refreshed and confident, Ye Chen stood and made his way back toward the dual cultivation room.
But just as he reached the door, he heard Zhao Yanyan's voice from inside—soft and tearful.
"Ye Chen... Ye Chen... where are you?" she cried.
Ye Chen immediately pushed open the door. Inside, he saw Zhao Yanyan curled up on the large bed, tears streaking down her cheeks.
"Dear wife, what's wrong?" he rushed over to her.
As soon as Zhao Yanyan saw him, she sprang into his arms and clung to him tightly. "Husband! Where did you go? I thought you left me... I was so scared..."
"Shh... I'm here. I would never leave you—neither in this life nor the next," Ye Chen whispered softly, comforting her.
Moved by his words, Zhao Yanyan leaned forward and kissed him.
Ye Chen responded, and the kiss deepened, filled with affection and lingering passion.
Just then—"Ahem!"—a forced cough interrupted their intimate moment.
Both turned their heads sharply.
At the door stood Chu Yuechan, arms crossed and an amused look on her face. She had entered to check on Ye Chen's condition but instead found the couple caught up in a passionate embrace.
Ye Chen sighed and gave her a glare. Can't she knock first?
Zhao Yanyan blinked and looked at Chu Yuechan for the first time.
The woman was breathtakingly beautiful—like a fairy descended from the heavens.
Curious, Zhao Yanyan asked, "And... who are you?"
"I'm Chu Yuechan, Ye Chen's personal servant," she said with a mischievous smile. "Right, dear master?"
Ye Chen's face twitched. He already knew Chu Yuechan liked to tease, but this time she had taken it too far—especially in front of Zhao Yanyan.
This was bound to cause a misunderstanding.
As expected, Zhao Yanyan's expression turned serious.
Her brows furrowed. "Husband... care to explain what this beautiful lady just said?"
Ye Chen quickly waved his hands. "Yanyan, please don't misunderstand! It's not what it sounds like.
Chu Yuechan is just being playful. Our relationship is purely master and servant—nothing more!"
But Chu Yuechan dramatically placed her hand on her chest and sniffled. "Master, how could you say that? After everything we did last night... and now you cast me aside like I'm nothing?"
Ye Chen's jaw dropped. This woman! What kind of drama is she trying to create?!
Zhao Yanyan's eyes narrowed further.
"Sister Yanyan, you must help me! Ye Chen took advantage of me and now he wants to throw me away!" Chu Yuechan ran over and hugged Zhao Yanyan's arm like a wronged woman.
Zhao Yanyan immediately turned her sharp gaze toward Ye Chen. "Ye Chen, step outside. I need to have a little chat with Sister Chu Yuechan."
"Wait, Yanyan, please let me explain—" Ye Chen pleaded.
"There's nothing to explain. Out. Now." Zhao Yanyan's tone was final.
Left with no choice, Ye Chen sighed and left the room, muttering under his breath. Chu Yuechan, you'll pay for this!
Inside the room, Chu Yuechan suddenly burst into laughter.
"Pfft—how was my acting, Sister Yanyan? Did I pull it off?"
Zhao Yanyan was stunned. "Wait... what?! You were acting?!"
Chu Yuechan nodded proudly. "Of course! Just wanted to see how much you cared about your man. And besides, it was fun watching you panic."
Zhao Yanyan gasped. "You! Do you know how worried I was? What if Ye Chen got angry and left me for real?!"
Panicked, Zhao Yanyan tried to get up and chase after Ye Chen—but as soon as her feet touched the ground, sharp pain surged through her lower body.
"Ahh!" she winced and nearly collapsed.
Chu Yuechan quickly caught her and helped her back to the bed. "Easy there, little sister. That pain is normal after a night like last night. Just rest."
"I have to find Ye Chen... I need to explain—" Zhao Yanyan tried to push her off.
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