Chapter Fourteen: Ahem, A Misunderstanding.

After enjoying a delightful lunch, Bai Xiyue distributed the Qi Condensing Pills one by one to Su Yun and the others.

Lin Fan felt waves of warmth surging through his body, like streams converging into a vast sea. His cultivation began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He hurriedly opened the system panel, where countless prompt messages cascaded down like a waterfall, overwhelming his senses.

Aside from the greatly increased frequency of Su Yun and Su Fei’s feedback, Su Xingyue and Su Mei had also begun cultivating and were providing cultivation feedback to him.

[Su Xingyue has begun cultivating, cultivation +1]
[Su Xingyue is cultivating, cultivation +1]
[Su Mei is cultivating, cultivation +2]
[Su Fei is cultivating, cultivation +1]
...

The entries scrolled rapidly. Among them, the cultivation feedback from Su Mei was the most astonishing; her contribution alone was equivalent to the combined total of all the others.

Lin Fan was secretly delighted. At this rate, he would break through to the second layer of Qi Refining by tonight!

Yet, alongside his joy, a trace of worry crept into his heart.

The Changchun Technique had once recorded that those with profound cultivation could easily perceive the realm of those with lower cultivation.

If he broke through consecutively and Su Xingyue noticed, she would surely not stand by and watch him surpass her in cultivation, thereby lifting the Binding Soul Technique’s restraint.

“Before this problem is properly resolved, it’s best I don’t hastily refine the cultivation within me. Maintaining the first layer of Qi Refining is the safest option,” Lin Fan thought to himself, already formulating his plan. He decided to temporarily suppress the increase in cultivation to avoid alerting Su Xingyue and bringing unnecessary trouble upon himself.

After dinner, Lin Fan washed up simply and lay down early.

Only a single red candle flickered quietly in the room, its dim light swaying gently.

Lin Fan lay still, about to drift into sleep, when suddenly a familiar aura approached silently.

He snapped his eyes open and saw the door gently pushed open, creaking softly.

In the faint candlelight, Su Xingyue entered gracefully.

She wore a light, sheer red gauze dress. The translucent fabric outlined her fiery figure in a way that hinted at allure and stirred the imagination.

Looking at “Su Xingyue,” Lin Fan swallowed hard.

There was no denying it—this Su Xingyue was truly beautiful, possessing a wild kind of beauty.

Her footsteps were light, the friction producing a faint sound.

“Ahem… Sister, you’ve come at the right time. I was just about to undress and sleep!” Lin Fan lay on his side, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips as he patted the empty space beside him.

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“Su Xingyue’s” rosy cheeks flushed slightly. She shyly came to the bedside and spoke in a low voice, “I… I…”

Lin Fan sat up, a puzzled expression on his face as he scrutinized the “Su Xingyue” before him. A strange feeling welled inside him.

He always felt that the “Su Xingyue” he’d seen these past two nights was somewhat different, but he couldn’t pinpoint exactly how.

“Su Xingyue” sat lightly beside Lin Fan, bowing her head with her hands tightly clenched, seeming a little uneasy.

“Sister, did something happen to you? Could it be that Mother-in-law’s cultivation went awry and she hasn’t recovered well?” Lin Fan asked with concern.

“No… no,” “Su Xingyue” shook her head.

“But you seem different from usual,” Lin Fan said.

Hearing this, “Su Xingyue” became flustered. “Really…?” she said, though her heart pounded fiercely.

Compared to the fiery Su Xingyue, Su Xingyu was more reserved. Perhaps because her sister Su Xingyue protected her so well, she had retained the temperament of a little girl despite years of cultivation.

Seeing her gaze flicker restlessly, Lin Fan reached out and gently held “Su Xingyue’s” hand; it was cold and soft.

“Sister, is there anything between us that can’t be spoken?” Lin Fan rested his chin on her shoulder from behind and said.

“Lin Fan, I want to ask about your constitution…” Su Xingyue lowered her head.

Lin Fan was momentarily stunned. He hadn’t expected “Su Xingyue” to suddenly ask this question.

He carefully recalled that night’s events. Since he had previously fabricated stories about his constitution, to avoid slipping up, he said, “Sister, didn’t I tell you on our wedding night? I possess the Ancient Sun Saint Constitution, which can absorb the essence of heaven and earth, transforming it into the power of the sun to help you break through cultivation bottlenecks.”

“Su Xingyue” thought to herself, “Seems like my guess was about right. Sister must be reluctant to let me use this sun power to break through the bottleneck. If that’s the case…”

With that thought, she naturally nestled into Lin Fan’s arms.

...

After a night of intimacy, the room was filled with a sultry atmosphere. The red candle flickered, elongating their shadows on the walls.

Lin Fan looked blankly at the pristine white sheets beneath him, dotted with red spots like plum blossoms blooming in winter snow—striking and seductive.

“Did I… just run a red light?” Lin Fan murmured to himself, scratching his head with a face full of confusion and bewilderment.

“This isn’t right! Something’s wrong!”

His gaze fell upon his hand. He examined it carefully, then gestured at it again, his confusion deepening. “This size… seems even bigger than before?”

He suddenly turned his head to look at the “Su Xingyue” beside him.

At this moment, “Su Xingyue’s” cheeks were flushed crimson, like a ripe peach inviting a pluck. Yet her eyes burned with fierce anger, like a wild beast ready to pounce and tear him apart.

“Lin Fan! You liar! I never broke through!” “Su Xingyue” accused angrily, her voice trembling with fury.

Lin Fan hurriedly opened the system panel. The system prompts flashed repeatedly with lines of entries.

[Su Xingyue is cultivating, cultivation +1]
[Su Mei is cultivating, cultivation +2]
[Su Fei is cultivating, cultivation +1]
...

Suddenly, Lin Fan understood. This woman before him was not Su Xingyue at all! No wonder he always felt something was off—her aura and demeanor were completely different from the Su Xingyue he knew.

“You’re not Xingyue. Who exactly are you?” Lin Fan asked sternly.

“Su Xingyue” snorted coldly, no longer bothering to pretend. She sat up on the bed, her alluring figure even more enticing in the candlelight.

“Hmph, at this point, who I am no longer matters. What matters is—why haven’t I broken through?”

Su Xingyu’s voice was icy, tinged with challenge and frustration.

“Breakthrough? Oh, so you… you want to break through the bottleneck this way!” Lin Fan suddenly realized her intention. “I can help people break through bottlenecks, but not like this. Looks like you’ve misunderstood!”

Su Xingyu’s eyes widened in disbelief, feeling as though the sky was collapsing.

Everything was done, and now you tell me it’s a misunderstanding?

At this moment, Su Xingyu felt like dying...

With a flick of her delicate hand, the storage pouch at her waist shimmered, and a sharp flying sword sprang forth.

The sword trembled lightly, emitting a clear, piercing hum, as if filled with boundless rage.

She clenched her silver teeth, each word squeezed out through gritted teeth: “Explain! What exactly is going on?”

Lin Fan cursed inwardly, thinking, “Big sister, you dressed up as my wife and now ask me what’s going on? I want to ask you the same!”

But faced with the razor-sharp sword nearly pressing against his throat, Lin Fan had no choice but to recount the conversation from the wedding night with Su Xingyue in full detail.

“Then hurry and help me break through!” Su Xingyu said anxiously, her voice trembling.

Lin Fan carefully pushed the sword away and cautiously asked, “I can help you break through, but can you tell me who you really are first?”

“I’m Su Xingyu. Su Xingyue is my twin sister!”

Hearing this, Lin Fan breathed a slow sigh of relief, finally understanding why she resembled Su Xingyue so closely.

“Ahem… As I said before, I can help you break through, but it will consume a lot from me, so I need some spirit stones. Also...” Lin Fan’s eyes gleamed mischievously.

“Besides, I have a few questions I want to ask you...”