Honey, you didn’t really drugged me, did you?

Chapter 342: Chapter 140 Huang Wan’er: Mr. Chen, Want to Play Something Thrilling?_3 Chapter 342: Chapter 140 Huang Wan’er: Mr. Chen, Want to Play Something Thrilling?_3 She quickly pulled out a box from behind her dressing table, opening it to reveal a purple herb inside.

[Spirit Transformation Grass!]
Chen Jie’s eyes lit up, and Huang Wan’er said with a smile, “You’re right, being alive lets us experience so much more.”

Slap!

[Joyful Buddha Scripture]
The scripture was slammed down on the table by Huang Wan’er, who then said with a peculiar grace on her face, “Tonight, I’m going to try everything in here, not missing a single page!”

Chen Jie looked at the [Joyful Buddha Scripture] on the table, then at the bold and crazy beauty, and said, “Madam, this is quite thick.”

“I don’t care, I want it all, and when it’s done, the Spirit Transformation Grass is yours.”

“Madam, I’m not that kind of man.”

“Hehe, Mr. Chen, think about Nan Batian, that old bastard. He harmed you; don’t you want to take revenge? Come, let’s make him regret deeply!”

Huang Wan’er’s eyes glittered with anticipation.

Chen Jie looked at Huang Wan’er and said, “Madam, you really are crazy.”

…

The Buddha lamp flickered, and a hint of spring shone through the light blue curtain.

In the mortal world, even Buddha practices the Joy of Zen.

…

“Achoo!”

At the Fishing Guild Headquarters, in the study, Nan Batian was practicing Mystic Ice Power when he suddenly sneezed loudly for no reason.

Opening his eyes, confusion filled his gaze, wondering why he would sneeze?

With his cultivation level, he was now impervious to weather changes; it was impossible for him to catch a cold. Yet, he sneezed unexplainedly. Could someone be talking about him?

“Someone comes.”

“Gang Leader.”

At that moment, the door opened, and a trusted door-guard bowed his head as he entered.

Nan Batian asked, “How long has the madam been at Jixiang Temple?”

“About half a month,” replied the door-guard, to which Nan Batian said, “Hmm, send someone to bring her back tomorrow.”

“Yes.”

Nan Batian rubbed his nose, feeling strangely uncomfortable.

Thinking it over, he decided not to dwell on it and continued his practice of Mystic Ice Power. The recent battle with the old beggar had left a profound impact on him, granting him a glimpse of the peak of Energy Transformation.

The three realms of Martial Arts.

Ming Jin, Dark Force, Energy Transformation.

Ming Jin includes: Skin Refining, Refining Body.

Dark Force includes: Liu Jin, Iron Bone.

Energy Transformation marks the watershed, where before it all is considered external skills, but from this point, Inner Strength can augment them.

Hence Energy Transformation also divides into: Early Stage, Mid Stage, Late Stage, Peak.

Four stages, representing only the depth of one’s insight into Energy Transformation, not directly linked to combat power.

Normally, someone at the Mid Stage couldn’t beat someone at the Late Stage.

However, under the influence of various factors such as weapons, elixirs, Cultivation Techniques, and even the combat environment and one’s state during battle, someone at the Mid Stage can defeat someone at the Late Stage.

And the gaps between these four stages are not as huge as one might imagine; they merely indicate how much Inner Strength one has accumulated.

Nan Batian had been stuck in Late Stage for four to five years with no progress. However, the recent battle with the old beggar shook his state, and he felt he would soon reach the Peak.

Entering the Peak, he planned to trade the herbs he had collected over the years for higher-grade medicines required for further advancement.

Then he could progress further beyond Energy Transformation.

What lies beyond Energy Transformation, according to Jianghu records?

The Holding Core Realm, also known as the Qi Blood Holding Core Realm.

Martial Arts, in essence, is about nurturing Qi and blood, strengthening oneself, tuning the cycle of energy around it, and transforming Inner Strength from Acquired to Innate Gang Qi.

Thus, focusing it in the Dantian and condensing it into a core.

This new level fundamentally changes the Martial Arts Realm.

This is the Holding Core Realm!

In general, cultivators at the Holding Core Realm are considered second-tier masters in Jianghu, serving as the backbone in many major Sects’ Inner Sect, each capable of standing on their own.

And this has always been Nan Batian’s dream.

Mystic Ice Power is the Martial Art that could lead to the Holding Core Realm.

Unfortunately, it seemed there were deficiencies in Mystic Ice Power, which caused deviations during his practice and damaged his kidney meridians, rendering him impotent.

Though treatable, he could recover slowly from dispersing his cultivation.

However, asking him to disperse his spirit for such trivial matters was out of the question. He harbored grand ambitions of dominating Mianshui County, having even betrayed his own Sect for his master’s teachings.

Through hardships he persevered, and now, to relinquish his divine technique for fleeting pleasures?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Yet, whenever he was overwhelmed by lust and attempted to perform, only to find himself incapable, the mocking and disappointed looks from his wife drove him mad.

In the frenzy, whenever he saw his wife, she seemed to be cruelly scoffing at him.

Useless—
Absolutely useless!

He had strove for great accomplishments and practiced divine skills, and she dared to call him useless? She deserved to die!

In such a mindset, he whipped out his whip and lashed his wife fiercely. Watching her tremble under his whip, he felt like he had regained his manhood.

He was no use])));
Chen Jie told his wife to hold back her voice, and she could only bite her lower lip, enduring quietly.

“How many pages are left?”

“Just two more.”

“I can’t take it anymore; maybe we should just stop~”
“Madam, we must not give up halfway…”

…

Finally, when the last page and the last movement had ended, Chen Jie exploded in frustration, marking the end of this friendly match!