Eternally Regressing in Another World

The two little girls held each other and napped a while. When they rose it was already noon. After lunch they ran out, looking very secret.

Liu Xinru did not mind them. The atmosphere in the house had only just started to liven. Let them ease a few days.

Last night big-cock little brother-in-law had fucked her cunt until it swelled. Though cultivation had greatly advanced, the tiredness of body and spirit was not so easy to recover. Now with the two daughters not making trouble it was just right to catch a noon sleep.

Today Wang Yue looked especially diligent. He came to the training field first thing in the morning, seeming to go through techniques now and then, but his mind was running at high speed.

He was still trying to apply the skill of Level-Eight Gale to ordinary techniques.

After a new round of dual cultivation with six beauties his cultivation had not only risen to Nascent Soul eighth near the peak. True qi purity had also increased further, reaching thirty-four times an ordinary martial artist’s.

He found thirty times seemed to be a threshold. Before thirty times rising was not that hard. After thirty times rising became very slow. And training with Aunt Yan, Aunt Chen Rong, and the two sisters-in-law almost no longer helped true qi purity. Only when he dual cultivated with Little Aunt and his sister was there a fairly large rise.

But after thirty times, though rising became extremely hard, every bit of rise also made the effect stronger and stronger.

Thirty-four times purity raised Wang Yue’s control of his own true qi by about a tenth compared with thirty-two times. He even had some outline of folding Level-Eight Gale’s nature into ordinary techniques.

Wang Yue believed that as long as he kept at it there would be a day he succeeded, and he could also erase the drawback of needing to gather force before striking.

Then any ordinary technique in his hands could put out power matching a Heaven-rank technique, even stronger. What a realm would that be?

As for Level-Eight Gale, Wang Yue had thought it through. No matter how fierce it was it was only a simple single move. Even if he could make it instant it still could not be used as a regular move.

Otherwise if he used it too much and everyone knew this bottom card, it would not be a bottom card anymore.

And moves themselves were still very useful.

No matter the age there was the saying ”one force crushes ten skills.” Wang Yue agreed with that view a lot. But when ”force” was the same, ”skill” became extremely important.

The Wang Family’s Jade Shattering Palm was not strong in power, but it won in subtle, complex moves. It and Level-Eight Gale could complement each other just right.

After practicing a whole day Wang Yue could almost make the simplest straight strike in Jade Shattering Palm rotate true qi once through the meridians as he struck.

In truth even if this move were trained it would not be much use. After all it was as simple as Level-Eight Gale and its power lagged far behind.

But it meant a breakthrough from zero to one, marking whether Wang Yue’s idea could succeed. So the meaning was very great.

”Tomorrow keep at it. I must train this move to completion!”

Back at his place Wang Yue set himself a small goal, then felt bored.

He now had seven dual cultivation partners, but six of them paired two and two and could only keep him company three days. Now they had all entered a ”truce.”

As for the seventh...

Since that day Li Menglan had not come again. Wang Yue had even gone to find her on purpose.

It was not that something had happened to her. She was staying away on purpose. The reason was a bit funny and also moving. She said she was only a maid. If she were with Young Master every day it might make Young Master fail to tell main from side, and even leave a hidden trouble for his future marriage.

So she had set herself a rule. At least seven days had to pass before she could be with Young Master once.

Wang Yue felt Li Menglan thinking this way was truly a bit pedantic, but he had to admit she had a point.

Looking across those palace fights of ancient times, many were caused by a favored consort wrapping the emperor every day so the rain and dew could not be shared evenly.

Though that situation was not very likely with Wang Yue. He only had unsatisfied desire. He could not fail to share rain and dew.

But Wang Yue respected Li Menglan’s wish. Seeing her insist, he agreed.

So tonight was destined to be another night of pitching a tent alone.

After eating the dinner another maid sister brought, Wang Yue was about to go back to the bedroom to rest when he suddenly saw two petite figures slip in in the gap when the maid sister finished packing the dishes and opened the door to leave.

”Qianqian, Shanshan, why are you here?” Wang Yue asked, odd.

”Dad, we came to drink with you!” As Wang Qianqian spoke she showed a large, very old-style white porcelain wine jar in her hand and a few drinking dishes.

And to make Wang Yue walk into the trap nicely she specially used the name Wang Yue had taught them that day and called him Dad.

”Drink?” Wang Yue froze. When had this little girl picked up this bad habit?

Wang Shanshan explained, a bit helpless. ”These days we’ve been idle. She watched a wuxia film from a few hundred years ago and envied those Jianghu heroes eating big chunks of meat and drinking in big gulps. She also felt drinking with women was no fun, so she came to find Little... Dad.”

Wang Yue did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Then he thought again and let it go. Wang Qianqian was this nature. Fearing neither heaven nor earth, she did things with a rush and wanted to try everything.

If they were children of an ordinary house Wang Yue would definitely not let Wang Qianqian do this. He would not even drink himself.

After all wine hurt minors too much and would affect brain growth.

But martial artists were different. A bit of alcohol would not affect a martial artist at all. Even getting a drunk feeling was hard.

Though Wang Yue was not much older than those little cuties at Quench Body, he had doted on them from childhood, and this did no real harm. With Wang Qianqian’s nature, after she tried it and found it boring she would soon give it up.

On the contrary, if he did not satisfy this curiosity she would keep thinking of it. If she then became a girl who drank too much, that would be trouble.

He laughed at once. ”Good. Since Qianqian wants to drink, Little Uncle... Dad will drink with you.”

”Satisfying!” Wang Qianqian copied those Jianghu guests in the film and shouted. That look that was clearly childish yet insisted on playing a grown-up was as cute as cute could be.

Wang Qianqian set the dishes on the table. Wang Shanshan found three little porcelain bowls in Wang Yue’s kitchen.

Wang Qianqian opened the jar. She did not even sit. She lifted one leg onto a chair, thickened her voice, and said, ”Dad, Shanshan, come. I’ll fill you up. After this cup we’ll be brothers from now on!”

Then she poured a cup each for Wang Yue, Wang Shanshan, and herself. After pouring Wang Yue’s cup she quietly twisted the jar.

Wang Yue’s cultivation compared with the two little girls was simply heaven and earth. Finding her little move would have been easier than easy.

But how could he think his two little nieces would trap him? So he did not notice at all.

And Wang Qianqian’s line ”we’ll be brothers from now on” made him laugh out loud. This little one is too cute.

After pouring, Wang Qianqian set the jar down, immediately picked up the little porcelain bowl in front of her, and gestured at Wang Yue and Wang Shanshan. ”Ganbei!”

Then, without waiting for Wang Yue and Wang Shanshan to react, she tipped her neck back and drank the wine in the bowl in one go, then wiped her little mouth with her sleeve. ”Satisfying!”

This little girl was truly lost in copying those Jianghu heroes.

Wang Yue shook his head, helpless, and drank the wine in his bowl together with Wang Shanshan.

The wine entered his belly and Wang Yue at once felt something off.

For a martial artist, especially a Nascent Soul expert like him, drinking was basically like drinking water. Because the body had already finished its first tempering at Quench Body, never mind getting drunk, even that uncomfortable feeling when drinking would not be there.

But after this bowl of wine he felt as if a ball of fire were burning from throat to belly. That feeling was truly satisfying, but for someone drinking for the first time it was not a good taste. If his constitution were not strong enough he would even have been choked into coughing. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

”Qianqian, what wine did you give me?” Wang Yue asked, his face flushed by the wine, tongue a bit unclear.

Wang Qianqian giggled. ”Immortal Drunk. How would ordinary wine be enough for Dad to drink to the full?”

Wang Yue at once understood why he was like this.

Because martial artists would not be numbed by alcohol, those who loved wine naturally lost their source of joy.

And this Immortal Drunk was a fierce wine some wine-loving martial artists had specially researched for martial artists after primal qi recovered.

Besides alcohol this wine also added some special precious materials. Those precious materials had no other use. Their only function was to react with the alcohol and let martial artists produce a drunk feeling too.

It was said the fiercest Immortal Drunk could not truly make even immortals fall drunk, but even great powers at early Shed Mortal could not take its power.