The formation was vast, and Qin Chuan inspected it meticulously.
Each day, he would begin with a quick check, then proceed with a more thorough examination, checking as much as possible. The Empress stayed with Qin Chuan throughout the day, while
the Imperial Tutor stayed at night…
The Empress was currently by Qin Chuan's side, neither disturbing him nor speaking, simply keeping him company. They would only speak when Qin Chuan was resting.
Qin Chuan understood her feelings; they were already quite intimate, but this woman was far too sensitive. Becoming a true husband and wife would likely require some time.
They practiced kissing every day, a practice that would surely make countless men envious and jealous.
They practiced kissing daily. The Empress, a stunning beauty, an unparalleled beauty, practiced kissing every day, even intentionally or unintentionally touching certain spots with her hands.
They also exchanged mushy words.
Qin Chuan massaged her, and she massaged him in return, gradually pushing the Empress's limits, slowly transitioning to a more intimate state. The sensations were truly indescribable to outsiders.
Every time, the Empress felt mortified and indignant, yet she had to carefully observe and let herself feel it naturally. Otherwise, she would never be able to be with Qin Chuan, which made her feel very difficult.
Other women, when they encountered love, everything was easy and natural. Although there were bumps along the way, everything was as they wished. Why couldn't she even be intimate with the person she loved? This was an obstacle at this stage.
It wasn't that she had to do anything, but lovers should express certain things and behaviors. After all, it would be too tragic if lovers couldn't even have a child together.
Noon arrived.
Qin Chuan finished his work for the day. He wasn't in a hurry. This formation was very good, and there shouldn't be any safety issues. The reason he checked it so carefully was to make it more perfect.
Also, Qin Chuan could learn a lot about formations from it.
"Come on, I'll take you to eat some wild game today." Qin Chuan took her hand and soared into the air, flying towards a small mountain not far away.
This is a small hill in the imperial city, not large, but not small either. It's covered in lush vegetation, with beautiful scenery and plenty of wild game. Many people, especially young men and women, enjoy hiking there; the environment is pleasant and secluded.
The Empress, holding Qin Chuan's hand, was now quite calm, though her face was still slightly flushed. She was happy, however, and liked this feeling.
The Imperial Tutor never sought out Qin Chuan during the day, except for important matters. She devoted her time to Qin Chuan and the Empress, knowing the Empress's situation and hoping it would change soon.
Qin Chuan was also anxious; if he hadn't broken through in two years, he would have to leave.
The Empress, on the other hand, wasn't in a hurry. The Imperial Tutor was now Qin Chuan's woman, and as long as he was with her, Qin Chuan would definitely come back.
However, she naturally hoped to change the situation; no one understood how much she loved Qin Chuan.
The two walked through the air at great speed, yet it felt like a leisurely stroll.
Graceful and elegant, aloof and proud, Qin Chuan looked at the woman beside him. She was truly impeccable, with the best looks and temperament. He never expected her to like him so much.
Sometimes it's like that; because the other person likes you so much, you gradually start to like them back.
Of course, there are prerequisites, certain conditions. After all, anyone would like such a peerless beauty, especially one who likes him so much.
"Am I beautiful?" The Empress turned around and smiled, feeling Qin Chuan's gaze.
Qin Chuan nodded: "Beautiful, truly beautiful. The ancients said beauty is food for the eyes, and I feel that way right now. I really want to devour you. Do you know what devouring you means?"
The Empress blushed and spat at him: "I know, I actually also..."
"Also what?" Qin Chuan leaned closer and asked with a smile.
"I want to too!" The Empress's voice was very low.
"Then let's try?"
This wasn't the first time this had happened, but every time this woman couldn't resist. This time, Qin Chuan was still aggressive, and this time he simply launched a sneak attack, kissing her suddenly.
Before she could react, he pulled away.
But then he quickly kissed her again, repeating this several times. The Empress's heart was pounding rapidly. At this moment, Qin Chuan stopped. Although the Empress's body trembled and her cheeks were flushed, her beautiful eyes looked at Qin Chuan with surprise.
"I seem to be much better than before..." the Empress said happily.
"My little woman can't wait." Qin Chuan smiled at her.
"You bastard!" The Empress blushed and glared at him, her charm captivating Qin Chuan, who couldn't help but hug her and kiss her again. Qin Chuan was attentive, gentle, and tender, slowly calming the Empress down.
"Then tell me if you want to?" Qin Chuan whispered in her ear.
Qin Chuan was very excited. After all, how many people in life could have such a privilege as to say such things to such a goddess?
This kind of spiritual impact was irreplaceable.
The Empress gritted her teeth, clinging to his neck, and whispered, "I want to!"
That one word sent Qin Chuan soaring to the clouds, a feeling irreplaceable, his very soul taking flight. But how could he let it end there? He continued softly, "What do you want?"
"I won't say!"
...
Catching some wild game, getting some wine, and sitting under the open sky—this feeling was wonderful. Today had been a major breakthrough; if things continued like this, perhaps substantial progress would soon follow.
For three days straight, Qin Chuan meticulously reviewed the formation, modifying over a dozen positions. While these weren't major issues, these minor adjustments transformed the entire formation once again.
It reached perfection.
A five-colored halo flashed across the formation, filling Qin Chuan with excitement.
Perfection—this realm was incredibly difficult to achieve. For example, even the lowest level of fist techniques was rarely perfect.
It wasn't that lower levels were easier to perfect; sometimes, the simpler something was, the harder it was to achieve. Perfection was almost a state of turning the ordinary into the extraordinary.
Sometimes, things just happen by chance. The day after the repairs were completed, the people from the Five Qi Yang Sect arrived. This time, there weren't many of them, only a dozen or so, nearly twenty people.
These people stood outside the imperial city, looking at it. The two elderly men at the head of the group looked quite old.
The two old men stood below, looking at the protective array, their brows slightly furrowed. They couldn't immediately discern the depth of the array, but their intuition told them that it was no simple formation.