“You could just take off the ribbon. You need to see the road, not us.”
Ye Ping’an was speechless, and seeing the two still trying to persuade him, Ye Ping’an spoke firmly, “Enough, I said stand in the back, so stand in the back. Hurry up and go!”
There was nothing they could do. Seeing Ye Ping’an’s determined attitude, the two couldn’t say much more and could only board the Flying Sword in disappointment.
Xiao Mengyao had completely lost hope.
As for Ningyue, she silently prayed in her heart that her Shaoye could be a bit more proactive. It would be best if, whether intentionally or not, his hand could move a little higher.
Instead of… just holding her waist.
Along the way, Ye Ping’an naturally didn’t dare get too close to Ningyue.
He only held Ningyue’s slender waist, keeping his body at some distance from her, afraid that if he got too close, Ningyue would suddenly say something awkward like, “Shaoye, your greatsword is poking me.”
But upon closer inspection, Ye Ping’an only now noticed how incredibly slender and delicate Ningyue’s willow-like waist was. Every word of praise about a woman’s waist could be found in Ningyue’s figure.
What puzzled Ye Ping’an even more was, with such a slender waist, how could such abundant fruits grow?
Back in his previous life, thin branches bearing big fruit was either the work of technology or some “hardcore methods.” It’s not that there were no naturals, but they were rare.
And those exposed to the public eye were mostly in it for profit, naturally catering to the audience’s tastes and using things that, as technology reached its peak, became almost indistinguishable from their own bodies.
Whether real or fake, on the screen, it was always eye-catching. Some high-end tech, even in practical use, didn’t make people feel it was fake.
So, over time, the saying “thin branches bear big fruit, it’s either technology or hardcore methods” spread far and wide.
But in this world, that didn’t apply. After experiencing that softness many times, Ye Ping’an was very clear—this was absolutely not technology or trickery, but the most authentic, additive-free, abundant fruit.
Pure, natural, and of the highest grade.
Besides, even if someone wanted to fake it in this world, there weren’t any means to do so!
Just like those female disciples of the Xuanxing Sect who often pestered Ningyue to learn the Enlargement Secret Art, yet always left in defeat.
Whatever size they were, they stayed the same, with no change at all.
They could only watch as Ningyue grew stronger day by day, from not as good as themselves, to being equal, to eventually surpassing them. Now, Ningyue had left them far behind.
One could only say, the feng shui of this world was too good.
Feeling the touch of the waist in his hands, Ye Ping’an couldn’t help but think this way.
***
Meanwhile, in a courtyard of the Feng Family.
This was the private room belonging to the protagonist, Feng Aotian.
At this moment, Feng Aotian’s expression was focused as he stared at a Guangmu that had suddenly appeared in the room.
The Guangmu appeared because the girl had accidentally triggered a mechanism.
The Guangmu was transparent, allowing the girl to clearly see the scene inside the cave.
Inside the Guangmu was a secret passage, and unlike normal pitch-black tunnels, this passage was brightly lit, dazzlingly so.
The reason was the Red Stones embedded in the tunnel walls.
And from those Red Stones, it was clear that the temperature inside the tunnel must be very high.
If she couldn’t withstand the heat after entering, she would surely die inside. So at this moment, the girl was caught in a dilemma.
But if she didn’t go in, she had no other options left. During this period, Feng Aotian had already realized very clearly that her family wanted to marry her off.
She didn’t want to marry any of those stinky men—men were no good, only cute young ladies were the most precious things in the world.
Of course, there was one boy she excluded from that. Thinking of the one who had saved her life, a faint blush appeared on the girl’s cheeks.
In the end, should she go in or not? After struggling for a long time, the girl finally made up her mind. To avoid being married off, and to repay Ping’an Brother’s life-saving grace—
Even if it meant taking some risks, she had to escape.
She couldn’t let her life just pass by like this.
Although she didn’t know what was below, what if this was a secret passage leading to the outside world?
Thinking of this, the girl gritted her silver teeth and stepped into the Guangmu.
The expected heat didn’t come. In fact, the girl felt quite comfortable.
Could it be that these surrounding stones weren’t red from radiating heat, but had some other effect?
Whatever the case, since this place didn’t affect her, she was safe for now. The girl didn’t dwell on it and continued walking inside.
The deeper she went, the more she felt something was wrong.
She felt she was always moving downward, which was very different from what she’d expected—a secret passage leading out of the Feng Family.
But, now that things had come to this, she could only keep going down. What if there was an underground river below?
However, the deeper Feng Aotian went, the more wrong it felt.
First, the surrounding rock walls grew increasingly red, as if they’d been roasted in fire for a long time.
Moreover, Feng Aotian’s clothes, as she went deeper, began to melt from the heat.
After all, as a tool for marriage alliances, no matter how beautifully Feng Aotian was dressed, her dresses were just ordinary items. The Feng Family would never give her treasures for self-defense.
Clearly, it wasn’t that the surrounding stones weren’t hot, but that Feng Aotian’s own perception of temperature was off—as if she simply wasn’t afraid of the heat.
This only made her more doubtful—was there really an escape route below?
Yet, just as Feng Aotian began to doubt herself, she vaguely felt a voice calling out to her.
Clenching her small fists, Feng Aotian ultimately didn’t turn back and kept going down.
After nearly half an hour, the girl finally reached the end.
A towering stone door appeared before Feng Aotian, blocking her way.
“As expected.” Feng Aotian knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and let her hands fall to the floor, letting out a despondent sigh.
It seemed she had reached a dead end. And that voice in her heart, though growing stronger and clearly coming from behind the door—
But unable to enter, it meant the girl could only return the way she came.
She had thought there was still hope of escape, but in the end…
As she was thinking this, perhaps not noticing, her hand accidentally brushed against a sharp piece of rock on the ground.
This rock, after being roasted for so long, had shed its outer layer, revealing some unknown sharp mineral beneath, which cut the girl’s hand.