Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Looking at Qin Yu, who was snoring away in deep sleep, Yin Qinghe seemed to have clarified a few things in her mind.

After all, she had had some suspicions for quite a while now.

"Master, what do you think... Xiyue Fairy wanted with junior brother?" Even Zhao Mengli vaguely guessed something.

But because Su Xiyue’s identity was so special, she was like a bright moon suspended in the sky, so lofty and unreachable, only to be admired from afar. But now...

She had actually become their sister in hardship?!

This made them somewhat unable to believe it, even wondering if they were hallucinating—it felt unreal.

Su Xiyue’s identity was truly too elevated.

You know, even an Outer Sect Steward of the Immortal Sect was an existence they could only look up to but never reach.

Just like the City Lord of Lin Xian City back then.

Don’t even mention exchanging words; for just one promise, Yin Qinghe would have to give up ninety percent of her savings.

And Su Xiyue, she was the top First Fairy of Yunlan Domain, Immortal Sect Saintess, and the future Lord of the Immortal Sect!

Even the City Lord, before this Fairy, seemed utterly insignificant—so trivial he could barely be described as anything at all.

This kind of gap—calling it a chasm wouldn’t be an exaggeration!

And Qin Yu?

Half a year ago, he was just a junior cultivator from the Outer City, worrying about finding a place to stay, not even qualified to meet the City Lord!

So when you look at it, how big is the difference between Qin Yu and Xiyue Fairy?!

Too many levels apart. Far too many.

Normally, between these two, it would have been impossible to have any intersection at all.

So no matter how much Yin Qinghe and Zhao Mengli wracked their brains, they still couldn’t figure out how Qin Yu managed to get involved with Xiyue Fairy.

What’s more, judging from the current situation, it is very likely their relationship... is extremely complicated!

The beautiful master had just one feeling.

This rebellious pupil, his guts are ridiculously huge!

You know, even the disciples of the Immortal Sect wouldn’t dare look this First Fairy in the eye, and yet, this rebel not only dared to think about it, he actually dared to act!

How audacious can you possibly get?!

Just picturing Qin Yu and Su Xiyue together, the beautiful master couldn’t help...

Her heart stirred wildly!

In the future, wouldn’t this rebellious disciple make her embarrass herself before such a holy First Fairy?!

That would be just too...

The beautiful master gently bit her lip, her gaze rippled and bright.

She carefully thought about Qin Yu’s actions.

This possibility kind of seemed... pretty high.

She couldn’t help but squeeze her legs together.

Hopefully, this rebellious pupil won’t go too far!

[Yin Qinghe Romantic Point: 60 (Deep Affection)]

Qin Yu was still asleep, but after all her wild mental dramatics, the beautiful master had already reached the level of deep affection.

It’s clear that she...

"Master, master, say, what do you think Xiyue Fairy and junior brother have been up to these few days?"

Zhao Mengli kept asking at Yin Qinghe’s side.

Yin Qinghe couldn’t help but roll her eyes at her.

This was something painfully obvious already.

These days, Lin Xian City had tightened its defenses—a lot of Cyan Mountain Sect disciples had hurried back from the Ruins, and even the city walls had lit up with arrays.

The situation was clearly tense.

Although Yin Qinghe couldn’t get any news from the other side, she could still guess a few things.

Rumor had it, last time Xiyue Fairy appeared, she was trapped by Hundred Sword Sect’s grand array and suffered serious injuries, though it had never been proven.

Now thinking about it, when Xiyue Fairy was injured, wasn’t her rebellious disciple in that exact area?! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

This brat, did he take the opportunity while the Fairy was hurt and...?

Take advantage of her condition?!

Hiss!...

No wonder, at the Virtue Banquet, when the Fairy appeared, he seemed so terrified.

Everything matched up!

Now, Xiyue Fairy seeking him out must be for... healing!

Yin Qinghe’s forceful alchemy back then had also damaged her Spiritual Power, so she naturally understood the effects of the Warm Current.

Moreover, the Warm Current wasn’t just good for healing wounds, more importantly, it could also improve one’s Root Bone!

This was a temptation almost no cultivator could resist.

But Yin Qinghe never expected, even a Fairy as holy and ethereal as this would fail to withstand it.

Faintly.

She actually birthed a daring thought.

She also wanted to meet Xiyue Fairy.

"Master, master..."

Seeing Yin Qinghe spaced out, Zhao Mengli couldn’t help but shake her arm, until she ended up grabbing her little watermelon.

"Pa!"

Yin Qinghe slapped away her hand and snapped irritably, "When your junior brother wakes up, ask him yourself!"

She still couldn’t speak recklessly about the Fairy.

And so, the group just waited.

Inside the house.

Yin Qinghe felt a little uncomfortable again.

She was still the master, yet here she was, guarding Qin Yu with them—what kind of look was that?!

But.

She endured it.

Can’t a master care about her disciple?

Actually.

Their feelings had long been mutual knowledge; only Yin Qinghe herself was still pretending not to hear the bell.

...

Su Xiyue returned to the City Lord’s Mansion.

This little attic was extremely secure, not only equipped with a Spirit Gathering Array, but Liu Zixiao had also layered several arrays—making it impossible for even a Golden Core Cultivator to break through within a short time.

Su Xiyue entered the attic, went into her room, and sat cross-legged.

Weariness was written across her face.

Even just sitting in a meditation pose made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But she quickly overcame it.

With the Warm Current, this discomfort was rapidly easing.

Of course, the reason Su Xiyue rushed back wasn’t because she’d reached her limits, but because she faintly sensed...

Her body was undergoing some sort of transformation.

She closed her eyes.

Focused her mind.

In Su Xiyue’s perception, she clearly sensed the subtle changes inside—she couldn’t describe them exactly in words...

Very unfamiliar.

With top grade Spirit Bone, her body brimmed with vibrant vitality—green sprouts grown into a towering tree, swaying as Spiritual Qi from heaven and earth gathered toward her body.

And at this moment of burgeoning vitality, more subtle changes were taking place...

Something, like bamboo shoots after the spring rain, was constantly sprouting, carrying her into a very subtle state of enlightenment.

Like a newborn baby, at that first cry, sensing the world drop by drop.

There was a breeze passing by.

She knew that was called wind.

Raindrops falling down.

She knew that was rain.

Those were the most pure, most primal things between heaven and earth—a kind of extraordinary insight beyond speech, planted deep in the soul.

Within this enlightenment, it seemed a mysterious door was slowly opening before her.

The once vague and distant essence of the world, now like a painting washed by gentle rain, began to reveal its fine, intricate textures.

It felt as if the fog parted, leaving her with a strange sense of ascension.

Before this, Su Xiyue didn’t know what Dao Bone meant—even after reading some records, she’d only seen them as clouds and fog.

Now, she could vaguely comprehend a thing or two.

The body, able to resonate with the ’Dao’ of heaven and earth, is called... Dao Bone!