Dual Cultivation System: The Villainous Servant’s Rise

As for whether he could forcibly keep Han Lie within the Great Qin Dynasty, Emperor Qin Yusheng had naturally considered it.

However, he had dismissed the thought almost immediately.

Earlier that morning, Han Lie had explicitly mentioned that Sect Leader Ye Qingxuan of the Heavenly Void Sect had invested heavily in his cultivation. This implied that Ye Qingxuan was fully aware of Han Lie’s Pure Yang Sacred Body.

If Qin Yusheng tried to detain Han Lie against his will, it would not only provoke Han Lie’s animosity but also summon the wrath of Ye Qingxuan.

If that madwoman led the entire Heavenly Void Sect to his doorstep in a rage, the losses would far outweigh the gains.

Therefore, considering Han Lie’s unique circumstances, attempting to cage him was foolish. It was far wiser to rely on the emotional bond with Qin Lianyi to tie Han Lie to the Great Qin Dynasty.

This strategy carried zero risk and promised high rewards. Any ruler with half a brain would make the same choice.

“Very well. I have no further questions,” Qin Yusheng said, his expression softening into a benevolent smile. “Whenever you are ready, We can officially bestow the marriage decree for you and Lianyi.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty!” Han Lie bowed, cupping his hands respectfully.

This audience with the Emperor had gone far smoother than Han Lie had anticipated. He had prepared himself for a difficult negotiation, assuming Qin Yusheng would be a tyrannical obstacle.

It turned out that was just his own preconceived notion of what an Emperor should be.

“Go on, then. We shall not consume any more of you young people’s time. Hehe.”

With a chuckle, Qin Yusheng departed, his retinue of eunuchs trailing silently behind him.

“Daoist Han, what did my Royal Father say to you?”

The moment Han Lie returned to the garden, Qin Lianyi rushed over, her eyes wide with eager anticipation.

Han Lie grinned, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Little Lianyi, I think it’s time you changed how you address me.”

“Huh?” Qin Lianyi blinked, stunned. She didn’t react immediately.

Han Lie leaned in close, his warm breath tickling her ear as he whispered, “From now on, you should call me… Future Prince Consort.”

Hearing this, Qin Lianyi froze for a split second before ecstasy exploded in her heart.

“My Royal Father agreed?!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement.

“Mmhmm.”

“That’s wonderful!”

Qin Lianyi threw herself into Han Lie’s arms, hugging him tightly. Her face beamed with unadulterated joy. “Because you are a disciple of a Demonic Sect, I was terrified Father would make things difficult for you.”

At that moment, the massive boulder that had been crushing Qin Lianyi’s heart finally crumbled into dust.

Because of her status as a Princess, her marriage was never truly her own. Even if she and Han Lie were deeply in love, the final decision rested with the Emperor.

Fortunately, they had passed Qin Yusheng’s test without disaster.

Qin Lianyi’s mood soared to the heavens. She grabbed Han Lie’s hand, pulling him along like a giddy little girl.

“Come with me, my Future Prince Consort! I’ve already arranged a room for you in the palace!”

A short while later, they arrived at a side palace hall. The room was decorated with antique elegance, radiating the noble atmosphere befitting the imperial family.

As soon as they entered and the heavy wooden doors clicked shut, Qin Lianyi wasted no time.

She pounced on Han Lie.

Han Lie laughed, his hands instinctively catching her waist and sliding down to hold her legs as she wrapped them around him.

“My dear Future Prince Consort,” Qin Lianyi purred, batting her eyelashes with a sultry, meaningful look. “Do you want to play a game with me?”

“Oh? And what game does Little Lianyi have in mind?”

“That would be…”

Qin Lianyi lowered her head, sealing his lips with her own.

Perhaps it was the long ten-year separation, but Qin Lianyi’s movements were frantic, fueled by a decade of longing.

Han Lie responded in kind, carrying her to the large bed in the center of the room. He chuckled softly against her lips. “Little Lianyi, there is no need to rush. We have plenty of time.”

“Hurry… Future Prince Consort… I’ve missed you so much!”

She was breathless, impatient, and burning with desire.

“Alright, alright. Today, I shall properly satisfy our Princess Lianyi.”

Han Lie began to undo her robes.

The room was soon filled with the intoxicating heat of spring.

Qin Lianyi, having suppressed her feelings for ten years, was undeniably wild. It was only when Han Lie claimed her completely that the empty, lonely void in her heart was finally filled.

As they joined together, Han Lie’s potent Pure Yang energy began to flood into her body.

Qin Lianyi could clearly feel her cultivation base surging upward!

The combination of intense physical pleasure and the rush of spiritual power sent her ascending to the spiritual clouds. Her exquisitely beautiful face flushed with a mix of ecstasy and satisfaction.

Several hours later, the first round finally came to an end.

It was already deep into the night.

During their halftime rest, Qin Lianyi nestled in Han Lie’s arms, tracing circles on his chest. She looked up at him, her smile brilliant and content.

“Darling, what is your impression of my Royal Father?”

“Hmm… how should I put it?” Han Lie mused. “He broke my stereotypical impression of a ruler.”

In Han Lie’s mind, Kings and Emperors were usually domineering tyrants who brooked no dissent. But Qin Yusheng wasn’t like that.

Of course, it was possible Qin Yusheng was only showing this benevolent side to him specifically. After all, Han Lie was not a subject of Great Qin. The crushing pressure of the Imperial Aura that terrified the civil and military officials didn’t weigh as heavily on him.

“As long as it’s not a bad impression!” Lianyi giggled.

Before this, she had genuinely worried that Han Lie and her father wouldn’t get along. It turned out her fears were unfounded.

After a brief respite, the second round began—at Qin Lianyi’s enthusiastic initiative.

This battle, fueled by a ten-year gap, did not end quickly. It lasted for a staggering four or five days.

In the end, it was only when Qin Lianyi’s spirit began to waver from sheer sensory overload that Han Lie temporarily let her off the hook.

There is an old saying in the mortal world: Only the ox dies from exhaustion; the field is never plowed apart.

However, this idiom did not apply to Han Lie.

He possessed the Pure Yang Sacred Body. His stamina was infinite. Qin Lianyi, a fertile field left fallow for too long, simply could not withstand the relentless plowing of a battle-hardened veteran like Han Lie.

Qin Lianyi rested for several hours before she managed to recover her wits.

When she checked her internal state, she was shocked to discover that her cultivation had jumped from the late Golden Core stage straight to Golden Core Perfection!

Ten years ago, during their first night together, her cultivation had improved, but not like this. This boost was massive.

Qin Lianyi knew this was entirely due to Han Lie, though she was sensible enough not to pry into his secrets.

“Little Lianyi, are you satisfied?” Han Lie teased, lifting her chin with a finger and wearing a wicked grin.

Qin Lianyi nodded her head, her face glowing with happiness. Her voice was soft and sweet.

“Future Prince Consort… you are too fierce!”

She leaned up and planted a firm kiss on his cheek, leaving a bright red lip print. Then, she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered coquettishly.

“My Future Prince Consort, when do you plan to officially marry me and take me home?”

“Is Little Lianyi in a rush?” Han Lie didn’t answer directly, asking a counter-question instead.

“Not exactly…” Qin Lianyi murmured, burying her face in his neck. “I just… I just feel that if I have to wait another ten years to see you again, the emptiness will drive me mad.”

Han Lie understood.

It seemed that their dual cultivation sessions had thoroughly opened Pandora’s Box within Qin Lianyi’s heart.

It was normal. A woman who remained ignorant of such pleasures could accept a life without men. But once the door to that new world was kicked open… there was no closing it again.