Chapter 21: "Husband, I Am Yours"

A gentle mist filled the air, soft whispers and sweet laughter echoing through the chamber.

The room bore evidence of their intimacy: the dressing table, the floor, the bath, the bed, even the window bore traces of their passion.

After breaking through Luo Suyi's purity, Lu Chengfeng had originally intended to be gentle, restraining himself somewhat, but he hadn't anticipated that her years of practicing the Golden Silk Jade Garment Art would give this seemingly delicate woman an astounding endurance and resilience in such matters.

Perhaps because of the winding paths their lives had taken to bring them together, Luo Suyi was exceptionally willing and fervent in her passion.

They indulged in each other until nearly midday of the following day, when his enchanting wife finally lay exhausted in his arms and drifted into deep slumber.

Yet, even though she slept, Lu Chengfeng felt no drowsiness. Holding her soft form in his arms, his entire body seemed like a blazing furnace. The pure essence he had drawn from Luo Suyi during their union surged through his body like an endless wave.

Channeling his Blue Sea, Vast Sky Inner Power, he methodically refined the potent essence within him, nourishing his mind, body, and spirit.

Under the influence of this immense surge of essence, his energy seemed to surge like an unstoppable tide, steadily pushing his power to greater heights.

Effortlessly, he broke through from the seventh level of his cultivation technique to the eighth and, after only a brief pause, continued to the ninth.

Each level required greater focus and resources, yet with the support of this boundless energy, he progressed swiftly, saving himself countless hours of grueling practice.

As evening settled and dusk fell, the last traces of essence had been absorbed. Lu Chengfeng's cultivation surged, reaching the coveted tenth level.

At the moment he attained the tenth level, his mind, body, and spirit aligned perfectly, transforming into a single strand of pure energy.

"Inner strength flows forth—my cultivation at the tenth level is complete!"

A smile of joy spread across his face. While inner strength did not directly enhance physical prowess, it marked a profound advancement in his training.

"With this inner strength, I can resist poisons and toxins, use medicinal herbs to strengthen my vitality, and further my martial skills."

The inner strength from his Blue Sea, Vast Sky technique, known as Blue Wave Inner Strength, provided lasting stamina and resilience, fortifying his body's endurance.

Embracing his wife, he felt an immense satisfaction. In this moment, all the darkness clouding his heart dissipated.

Turning his gaze to her peaceful, sleeping face, he couldn't resist lowering his head to press a gentle kiss on her forehead. "My dear wife, you truly are my good fortune."

Though his gesture was tender, it roused Luo Suyi from her sleep. Her long lashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes. At first, her gaze was dazed, but then memories of the previous night rushed back, and a deep blush spread across her flawless cheeks as she let out a soft murmur, burying her face against his chest in embarrassment.

"Hahaha, my dear wife, you were quite eager last night. And now, you're suddenly feeling shy?"

Seeing her bashful reaction, Lu Chengfeng chuckled, relenting as he whispered teasingly in her ear, "Good lady…your disciple admits his fault."

Luo Suyi's face flushed a deeper red, her mind reeling. Nearly incoherent, she murmured, "You…you scoundrel…"

With a sly smile, Lu Chengfeng leaned in, whispering, "Good lady, shall I make amends?"

A muffled protest escaped her lips, and soon, their room was filled with the warmth of their shared affection once more.

As night fully descended, Luo Suyi lay sprawled on top of him, her slender fingers tracing lazy patterns across his chest.

"You truly are incorrigible!" she muttered, her voice filled with a fond exasperation.

Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but laugh softly. "How could I resist when my lady is so enchanting?"

"If you keep calling me that, I'll ignore you," she retorted, pouting playfully.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing." He reached out to brush a stray strand of hair from her face. "You've gone all day without a proper meal. You must be starving, right? Let's get up and eat."

"Yes, husband," Luo Suyi replied obediently, pushing herself up on his chest. "Let me help you dress."

"No need to trouble yourself," he said, lifting her effortlessly, earning a surprised gasp from her. "Tonight, let me take care of you."

They shared a laugh as they took their time dressing, finally slipping into their robes. Once they were ready, Lu Chengfeng rang the bell, summoning the maids to bring their meal.

While they waited, he led her to the dressing table, guiding her to sit as he gently brushed her hair, adding light touches to her makeup.

Time passed quickly as they shared these tender, intimate moments, and by the time the meal arrived, they took turns feeding each other, savoring each bite and each other's company.

Afterward, as the maids cleared the dishes, Lu Chengfeng led Luo Suyi to sit by the desk.

"Suyi, there's something I want to ask you."

The seriousness in his tone prompted her to meet his gaze.

"You've been practicing the Golden Silk Jade Garment Art for over ten years. Have you considered what you want for your future?"

"That technique offers you little benefit," he continued. "Have you thought about switching to a different practice?"

Luo Suyi paused, taken aback. She had trained in that technique for so long that it was second nature, and she'd never considered abandoning it. The realization dawned on her now, however, that with Zhao Changzhen gone, she was free of his demands, and her eyes sparkled with newfound hope.

After a moment, she tilted her head thoughtfully. "Husband…if I continue practicing the Golden Silk Jade Garment Art, will it help you?"

Lu Chengfeng's heart stirred with complex emotions. He had asked this because, deep down, he had hoped she might choose to continue—it would be invaluable to his own cultivation.

Luo Suyi's unique physique and years of practice made her an ideal partner for dual cultivation, saving him untold resources and effort. But he hadn't wanted to pressure her and had left the decision to her.

Yet he hadn't anticipated that her thoughts would be entirely for his benefit, filling him with a bittersweet pang of guilt.

"My dear wife, you don't need to worry about me. If you wish to change your path, we'll abandon that technique, and I'll find you a new, superior practice."

Her face softened with a radiant smile. "Husband, I am your woman. As long as I can help you, I am willing to do anything."