Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 239

Deng Lin rushed in and saw the scene, immediately moving to help.

“Senior Brother Rong, take this pill first.”

Rong Yichuan, with a sheen of cold sweat on his forehead, managed to sit on the stone stool with Deng Lin’s support.

He buried his face in his hands, his voice muffled.

“What’s happening to me? Junior Brother Deng, my cultivation hasn’t regressed, so why do I feel so weak?”

After taking the pill, Rong Yichuan felt a warm energy gathering inside him.

It was as if his meridians were soaking in a hot spring, and his weak hands gradually regained some strength.

He looked at his hands in bewilderment.

Deng Lin sighed and took out a few silver needles, standing up.

“Come on, let’s go inside so I can perform acupuncture.”

Rong Yichuan took off his clothes and lay down on the bed.

His body still bore lingering marks of intimacy.

Deng Lin’s hatred for Bai Roujing reached its peak.

He hadn’t expected her to be so cruel.

If she wanted to cultivate through dual cultivation, she could have chosen different men, but she had fixated on Senior Brother Rong.

It seemed she wanted to drain him dry!

“Senior Brother, you’ve lost too much vitality, and yin energy has accumulated. If this continues, it could be fatal.”

Rong Yichuan felt embarrassed, thinking back to his recent antics with Bai Roujing, sensing something off.

“No, I was dual cultivating. My cultivation should have improved. Why is this happening?”

As Deng Lin inserted the silver needles into several acupoints, Rong Yichuan’s cold body gradually regained some warmth.

“Because your dual cultivation partner’s technique is problematic. Bai Roujing has a powerful dual cultivation physique that absorbs vitality, which ordinary men cannot withstand.”

“Senior Brother, the duration and frequency of your sessions were too intense. You’ve already exceeded your limit. Fortunately, she spared your life, likely due to your status.”

Rong Yichuan was shocked. “How do you know it’s her?”

“Did you…”

Deng Lin quickly pressed him back down.

“Senior Brother, she targets highly talented individuals. While I have some talent, it’s not in cultivation, so I’m only a secondary target. She has many men outside the sect, not just you.”

“Bai Roujing’s dual cultivation technique is potent. Excessive sessions will damage a man’s foundation. You can’t handle it, Senior Brother.”

Rong Yichuan felt his worldview shatter.

“What?”

He bolted upright.

“You’re saying she targeted me just for cultivation? To drain my vitality?”

It seemed to make sense!

Every time they met, they barely spoke before ending up in bed.

And though he usually stayed rational, he lost all composure in Bai Roujing’s presence.

This time, he was even more dazed, unable to recall what happened in between.

Deng Lin handed him a few more pills. “I discovered her true nature by accident. After I finish treating you, Senior Brother, you should go to the Opportunity Tower to cultivate.”

Rong Yichuan nodded. “Alright.”

After one treatment, Rong Yichuan felt much better and had more strength during meditation.

Deng Lin said, “Bai Roujing’s physique is special, making her irresistible to men. Be careful in the future, Senior Brother.”

Rong Yichuan finally understood. “No wonder I always felt strange around her, like I was drunk.”

“I’ll prepare some medicinal herbs and make a few pills for you. In the meantime, don’t let Bai Roujing succeed.”