NTR: Choice Based System

But was everything going to be alright? This question plagued Ye Yang's mind after seven years of marriage when he realized he was losing his cultivation, strength, stamina, and most importantly, his yang energy.

However, while Elara's cultivation soared to new heights after marriage, reaching the Energy Transformation realm from the Qi Cultivation stage, Ye Yang's cultivation plummeted from Core Formation back to the Qi Cultivation realm.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

During this period, their relationship deteriorated, and even her family began treating him coldly. However, Ye Yang dismissed these issues as temporary setbacks, choosing to ignore them.

However, after the next three years, the situation drastically worsened. Ye Yang not only completely lost his cultivation but also faced the devastating blow of erectile dysfunction, a significant challenge for any man.

For reasons unknown, he first lost his Yang energy, followed by a complete loss of cultivation. In later stages, he was unable to maintain an erection.

He attempted to discuss this with Elara, but she had already begun ignoring him, even moving into a separate room after learning about his erectile dysfunction.

Her words were, "First address your own problems before coming to me." With that, she sent him to live in a different building, away from their shared quarters.

From then on, his life spiralled downward. One evening, realizing it had been days since he had seen his wife, he decided to visit her chambers. However, as he approached the building, he was intercepted by the guards.

"You cannot enter," one guard declared, his voice cold and harsh.

Ye Yang looked at him, bewildered. "I want to meet my wife. Move aside."

The guards remained impassive, ignoring his request. One of them even shoved him to the ground. "Know your place," the guard snarled.

"This is Madam's order. Unless she summons you, you are not permitted to enter or meet her."

Anger surged within Ye Yang, but he was now just a mortal, a shadow of his former self after the loss of his cultivation. With a heavy heart and a growing sense of despair, he turned and walked away.

However, his will to see her remained strong. He found a secluded corner and waited patiently for an opportunity to catch a glimpse of his wife.

Two hours later, he heard footsteps approaching and, assuming it was Elara, he rose to his feet, eager to meet her.

To his dismay, it was not Elara who emerged from the building, but a middle-aged man, his father-in-law's younger brother and his wife's uncle.

A chilling realization washed over Ye Yang as he watched the man exit, a smug smile gracing his lips.

He knew this man's reputation – a lecherous individual who preyed on women. Seeing him emerge from his wife's chambers filled Ye Yang with a surge of anger and a deep sense of unease.

He thought, "What is going on? Why is he here?" The question echoed in his mind. Then, he heard another set of footsteps approaching from behind and quickly retreated deeper into the shadows.

Another man emerged, his face concealed by a mask, hiding his identity. "How was it?" he inquired, his voice a low growl. "Did she agree?" Find adventures at empire

Elara's uncle chuckled, a sinister sound that chilled Ye Yang to the bone. "It was too easy," he boasted.

"Like a bitch in heat, she agreed without any effort on my part." He pulled out a small bottle containing a viscous blue liquid.

"Indeed," the masked man hissed, "this concoction is truly remarkable."

"With her cultivation rising, she will become a formidable figure in the future. Instead of making an enemy of her, it would be far more advantageous to either subdue her or cultivate her favour," one man said.

"Once I ascend to the position of family head, I intend to propose marriage to her. This will grant us effortless control over her," the other man declared.

A chilling laughter erupted from both of them, "HAHAHAHA!"

Ye Yang was stunned, his blood running cold. He couldn't comprehend what he had just overheard. Though their words were fragmented, the implication was clear – Elara's uncle was proposing marriage to his own wife!

Rage surged through him, a potent cocktail of anger and disbelief. He yearned to confront them, to confront them. But reality quickly set in.

Both men were powerful cultivators, their strength far surpassing his own. He, a mere mortal now, was a sitting duck against them.

Frustrated and determined to uncover the truth, he reluctantly backed away and returned to his quarters. However, his curiosity and concern for Elara compelled him to try again.

He returned to her chambers next day, only to be intercepted by the guards once more.

As Ye Yang was arguing with the guards, his wife's uncle approached. "What is all this commotion?" he demanded, his voice carrying an air of authority.

One of the guards bowed respectfully. "Lord," he replied, gesturing towards Ye Yang, "this man was attempting to enter the building without proper authorization. We were simply carrying out our duties."

Elara's uncle smirked, his tone dripping with contempt. "Remove this… nuisance from my sight," he sneered, not even deigning to look at Ye Yang. The guards immediately cleared a path for him to enter.

Two guards, acting on the uncle's orders, viciously attacked Ye Yang.

One landed a brutal punch to his face, while the other struck him in the stomach, sending him reeling. They then dragged him away from the building, snarling, "If you value your life, stay away from this place.

Despite the brutal attack, Ye Yang's determination remained unbroken. If he couldn't gain entry through the front, he would find another way.

He waited until the cloak of darkness descended upon the estate, then, with a renewed sense of purpose, he set off once more.

He sneaked through the shadows, his heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation. He reached the back of the building, his eyes scanning for any signs of movement. He saw a window, its shutters slightly ajar.

With a surge of adrenaline, he silently pushed the shutters open and squeezed through the narrow opening.

He landed softly on the floor, his ears straining for any sound. The area was dark with dim lights, but he could make out the faint outline of Elara's room.