In a high-level martial arts game, a wife is given to you at the start.

Chapter 124 1 Minutes!

As the cultivation technique circulated, Bai Muxi felt as if her body had been thrown into a giant furnace.

Lin Qiye's "Primordial Qi" was like a gentle flame, tempering her meridians and cleansing her bones again and again.

At first, she could barely bear it.

But as the speed of the cultivation technique increased, the gentle flame gradually revealed its domineering nature.

Bai Muxi's skin began to flush with a beautiful blush, and glistening beads of sweat seeped from her forehead, sliding down her delicate cheeks.

Her breathing became increasingly rapid, each breath carrying a scorching heat.

She felt as if her body was about to be completely melted.

A tingling sensation, like an electric shock, surged from her limbs to the depths of her soul, leaving her feeling weak all over.

Lin Qiye noticed her change and immediately adjusted his cultivation technique, making his breathing softer in an attempt to reduce her burden.

However, his current strength is simply too great.

A minute passed.

Bai Muxi felt as if her mental world was about to be burst by that vast energy.

Her consciousness began to blur, and she seemed to see countless dazzling stars spinning and exploding before her eyes.

She gritted her teeth and tried desperately to persevere, not wanting to be a burden to her husband like she had been before.

However, the limits of the body cannot be changed by willpower.

1 minutes 01 seconds.

When the cultivation technique reached its most critical moment, Bai Muxi could no longer bear it, and the taut string finally snapped.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her shimmering eyes filled with pain and pleading. Her voice trembled, choked with sobs, as she cried out:

"Honey, I...I can't take it anymore!"

With Bai Muxi's abandonment, the Qi circulation that had been painstakingly established collapsed once again. Lin Qiye felt a tightness in his chest, and his hope of achieving perfect cultivation was dashed once more.

I was still discouraged.

He looked at Bai Muxi, who was limp on the bed, covered in sweat, and unable to move even a finger. He sighed helplessly and gently covered her with the blanket.

"Waaah..."

Bai Muxi turned to her side, burying her face in the soft pillow. Her shoulders trembled slightly, and she let out a suppressed sob.

Crystalline tears slid down her cheeks, soaking her pillowcase.

"Husband...it's all my fault...it's all my fault for being so weak..." Her voice was thick with sobs and self-blame, "I've...I've dragged you down again..."

Seeing this, Lin Qiye felt a pang of pain in his heart. He quickly sat down on the edge of the bed, gently pulled her into his arms, and softly comforted her, "Silly girl, what are you saying? It was my fault for not controlling myself. It has nothing to do with you. You've done very well; you've improved so much since last time."

He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said in a half-joking tone, "Look, this time we lasted 1 minute and 01 second! That's a full 2 ​​seconds longer than last time! That's a huge breakthrough!"

Bai Muxi was amused by his seemingly relaxed tone and burst out laughing before she could even wipe away her tears.

"Two seconds... what kind of breakthrough is that..." she muttered with a nasal tone.

"Why doesn't it count?" Lin Qiye said seriously. "This shows we've made progress! Maybe after a hundred or two hundred tries, we'll succeed!"

However, despite saying this, Lin Qiye was secretly making plans in his heart.

Each cultivation session was a huge burden for Bai Muxi, and she needed several days to recover afterwards.

For someone who is racing against time, this is a luxury.

Suddenly, Lin Qiye thought of Lin Yuechan.

She said that if she could make it into the top 100, she could... recite the "Xuan Su Xin Jing" to herself...

But then he shook his head.

Lin Yuechan may have just been joking casually, teasing herself. How could she take it seriously?

How could an extraordinary martial artist possibly look down on a mere martial artist like myself?

but……

Zhou Wenyan and You Zhenhai are truly sincere...

……

Meanwhile, next door.

298th floor, room 165.

Ye Qinghan was curled up alone on the sofa, with a huge holographic screen in front of her playing highlights of Lin Qiye's match today.

She looked at it again and again, and noticed that an abnormal flush had appeared on that pretty yet cold face, and her heart was inexplicably racing.

The domineering and scorching martial will that erupted from that man, like a wildfire spreading across the land, did not become her nightmare. Instead, it was like a deadly poison, making her tremble with fear while also making her unable to resist indulging in it, savoring it again and again.

She subconsciously opened her personal terminal and looked at the friend request that had been sent long ago but had never been received. A trace of bitterness and disappointment, which she herself did not notice, flashed in her cold eyes.

She is the representative of Xinke Biotechnology Group and the pride of the Ye family in Terra City. From childhood to adulthood, she has always been the center of attention.

No one has ever dared to ignore her like this before.

This was the first time she had ever sent a friend request to a boy.

But the other party completely ignored them.

A feeling she had never experienced before, a mixture of bitterness and disappointment, quietly spread through her heart.

While she was feeling indignant, her gaze was uncontrollably drawn to the figure of the man on the screen.

The scene freezes on the moment Lin Qiye fights Qin Xiaoxiao.

When Ye Qinghan witnessed his domineering act, which was like a volcanic eruption, instantly crushing and shattering Qin Xiaoxiao's [Icy and Killing] will, she felt her cheeks uncontrollably burning and her heart inexplicably racing.

She felt as if she had returned to that training ground once again, back to the fear of being dominated by that burning will.

But this time, beneath that fear, a strange tremor and...excitement arose that she herself could not understand.

"Monster..." she murmured to herself, a complex light flickering in her cold eyes.

Just then, a very faint sound, but clearly audible to martial artists, came from the wall next door.

Ye Qinghan frowned slightly, looking somewhat puzzled.

Is this... cultivation?

Immediately afterwards, a suppressed moan, tinged with pain and trembling, drifted over faintly.

The voice was very soft, yet it was like a needle, precisely piercing Ye Qinghan's heart.

It's that woman's voice!

Ye Qinghan's expression instantly turned somewhat unpleasant.

An image uncontrollably surfaced in my mind.

That woman named Bai Muxi must be drenched in sweat and trembling all over right now, struggling to hold on against that domineering power and being forced to retreat step by step...

A nameless anger and...jealousy welled up from the bottom of my heart without warning.

Why should I?!

Why should that weak, useless woman be able to so intimately endure his powerful and domineering strength?!

And I can't even get a friend slot!

This thought made her feel as if her heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, aching and painful.

If it were me...

Can it bear it?

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