Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Although Yin Qinghe was restraining herself, the light flickering in her eyes betrayed her excitement.

She knew better than anyone what it meant to enter the Immortal Sect!

Everything in Lin Xian City was, in fact, rooted in the Cyan Mountain Sect.

Whether it was cultivation techniques, or even some alchemy, talisman skills... and so on.

But, they were merely scratching the surface.

Qin Yu didn’t hide anything anymore, and recounted all the privileges Su Xiyue had mentioned, one by one.

"Inner Sect? Core Disciple, and even a cave residence?!"

No doubt, it stirred ripples once more in the hearts of the girls, leaving them staring blankly at each other in astonishment. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Yin Qinghe, after an initial moment of surprise, grew worried, her brows knitting quietly, "With our aptitude, moving into a cave residence might invite a lot of criticism and gossip..."

Qin Yu, hearing this, curled his lips with a faint smirk, his tone teasing and confident, "Master, aren’t you underestimating your disciple’s talent?"

Her words were like a jolt out of a dream; Yin Qinghe suddenly came to her senses.

She had focused so much on Su Xiyue’s connection with Qin Yu that she’d overlooked Qin Yu’s own talent.

Now, with the Cyan Mountain Sect’s chief Alchemist position vacant and eagerly sought after, Qin Yu’s joining was just what they needed.

The privilege Su Xiyue offered was entirely due to Qin Yu’s individual talent, not favoritism.

With a personal cave residence, privacy was guaranteed; their root bones continued to improve without drawing attention, saving them a lot of trouble.

Moreover, they’d be indirectly enjoying core disciple treatment, making future cultivation much more efficient.

And, with a Fairy looking after them on top of it all...

For them, it was like a dream come true.

Looking at Qin Yu, Yin Qinghe’s peach blossom eyes shimmered, even becoming a little moist.

Before Qin Yu appeared, she had struggled to hold the herb shop together, surrounded by wolves, never knowing when they’d strike.

"Precarious" was an understatement.

Everything changed after Qin Yu showed up—she saw light in the darkness.

Now, what appeared before her was more than mere light—it was a broad avenue to prosperity!

Yin Qinghe couldn’t imagine how those ugly faces from Lin Xian City’s past would react when the news spread.

Shock and disbelief.

Or perhaps...

Fear?!

They probably wouldn’t even need Qin Yu to act; someone else would surely make them disappear.

[Yin Qinghe Romantic Point: 80 (Heartfelt)]

The sudden increase in the beautiful master’s Emotion Point left Qin Yu stunned, then prompted him to smile and pick up another celestial chicken, handing it to her.

"Master, eat more, replenish your strength."

That made Yin Qinghe pause, the blush rising on her cheeks.

This rebellious disciple, is he suggesting her stamina isn’t enough?!

How hateful!

Clearly she’s always the one who suffers most, and even after a nap her body would be sore and walking difficult.

Riding master and breaking legs, he thinks that’s justified?!

Hmph!

And all this even with the Warm Current around.

If there wasn’t a Warm Current...

Yin Qinghe couldn’t help shivering, goosebumps rising.

She didn’t dare let her thoughts wander any further.

"Brother-in-law, I want it too, I want it too!"

Lin Shuishui clamored, her cute antics making the group burst into laughter.

Qin Yu shook his head helplessly, handing her a chicken as well, even peeling it for her.

But the little girl wasn’t satisfied, pouting as she hugged his arm and shook it, "I want you to feed me, brother-in-law."

Who could resist that?

Qin Yu glanced at Lin Qianqian, only to find that his always-obedient little wife didn’t come to his rescue.

There was even... a hint of indulgence.

"Just this once!"

Qin Yu put on a stern face.

Afterwards, it was back to cultivation as usual, without slacking.

Just waiting for Fairy Xiyue’s message.

...

Once her voice had almost recovered, Su Xiyue sought out Liu Zixiao to talk about Qin Yu.

Qin Yu’s talent was genuine.

He could naturally be accepted into the Cyan Mountain Sect.

Liu Zixiao was still busy—mainly arranging agents in secret.

The Ruins Rift exploration would have to be put aside for now.

Hundred Sword Sect’s breach of agreement had set both Cyan Mountain and Demon Sect on edge—without clarity on Hundred Sword’s true intentions, keeping a cautious approach was wiser.

The main issue was, Cyan Mountain Sect and Demon Sect could never truly unite, and mutual trust was low.

Liu Zixiao was still troubled when her Saintess entered, fluttering in white robes.

"Xiyue?"

She was briefly surprised.

Su Xiyue hardly ever sought her out; one could count on two hands how often she did, always for urgent matters.

But what urgent matter was there at this moment?

Su Xiyue subconsciously avoided looking her in the eye, choosing her words carefully before casually asking, "Aunt Liu, did you find anyone exceptionally talented at the Talent Selection Banquet?"

Liu Zixiao didn’t rush to answer, instead throwing the question back, "Why, since when has our little Xiyue become interested in such minor matters? Now that’s unusual."

A trace of awkwardness flashed across Su Xiyue’s face, quickly hidden as she returned to her usual calm, "The other day at the banquet, I sensed a Spiritual Power at entry High Tier level, so... I paid special attention."

"I see."

Liu Zixiao understood, not doubting her.

She recalled that day—Su Xiyue had indeed focused on a particular spot for a while; this must be why.

"This time, three Alchemists with entry High Tier Spiritual Power were recruited, and all have joined our Cyan Mountain Sect after persuasion."

From her tone, Su Xiyue could sense no emotional fluctuation; clearly, Liu Zixiao wasn’t particularly satisfied with them.

She was merely filling vacant positions in the Immortal Sect.

With that, Liu Zixiao handed Su Xiyue the list and detailed info of those recruited.

With just a glance, she understood.

As expected.

Just as she’d thought, Qin Yu wasn’t on the list!

Su Xiyue had already guessed the reason.

It was definitely because of his several Dao Companions.

When she’d asked him personally, she’d heard it in his tone: if he couldn’t bring his family, he wouldn’t join Cyan Mountain Sect.

"Aunt Liu, it seems that the person isn’t among these three."

This made Liu Zixiao even more curious, "Is there someone who deliberately concealed it?"

She asked, "Do you remember who it was?"

"He looked very young, probably in his twenties or thirties..."

"Hm?!"

Liu Zixiao was surprised again, then confirmed, "Xiyue, are you saying this person has entry High Tier Spiritual Power in their twenties or thirties?"

How could that be?

Cyan Mountain Sect had thoroughly vetted the backgrounds of every cultivator at the banquet—there was no way someone like that could slip through.

Even more—if Su Xiyue was telling the truth, that person’s talent would surpass the famous Alchemy Master in Yunlan Domain!

"Yes!"

Under Liu Zixiao’s shocked gaze, Su Xiyue nodded gently and continued, "Afterwards, I kept an eye on him and discovered he was a cultivator from Lin Xian City."

"What?"

Liu Zixiao’s eyes widened in disbelief.

The more she heard, the more incredible it sounded.

How could a city of loose cultivators produce such a prodigy?

And Lin Xian City belonged to Cyan Mountain Sect—they were familiar with the cultivators there; a person of such talent would’ve been discovered long ago.

"He’s an alchemist at a place called Danxin Herb Hall in town..."

"Danxin Herb Hall?"

Liu Zixiao had some impression of the place.

It was a local herb shop.

She quickly found information on Danxin Herb Hall, and upon scanning, saw only Zhao Mengli listed, who barely qualified.

But the age didn’t match what Su Xiyue had said at all.

"Qin Yu?"

Liu Zixiao happened to read one name aloud, but Su Xiyue, seemingly just waiting for that moment, interjected, "Exactly him."

"Hm?!"

Liu Zixiao looked at her in confusion.

The records were detailed—not just age, talent, root bone, but also personal background.

He was just a junior cultivator from the Outer City.

And, from the info, it looked like he’d recently had a breakthrough in Spiritual Power and so joined Danxin Herb Hall.

In short, he could be summed up in four words... utterly ordinary!

Couldn’t be any more ordinary.

"Xiyue, did you perhaps mistake him for someone else?"

As she spoke, Liu Zixiao handed the profile to Su Xiyue.

They thought they knew everything about him.

Actually, Su Xiyue had only just learned Qin Yu’s name, and naturally didn’t know his past at all.

Looking now, even she found it hard to believe.

Thirty whole years in the Outer City?!

How could that be—or was he just building up quietly for so long?

She realized she really didn’t know Qin Yu enough, and perhaps should humble herself to communicate with him properly.

"Aunt Liu, if you want to know whether he has the talent, just summon him and see."

Su Xiyue calmly handed the profile back.

This time, Liu Zixiao grew a bit more serious—after all, her Saintess wouldn’t come to her for no reason.

"Attendant!"

Soon, a Cyan Mountain Sect steward entered, bowing respectfully, "Saintess, Elder Liu!"

"Go to Danxin Herb Hall and invite the cultivator named Qin Yu here."

Liu Zixiao deliberately emphasized the word ’invite’.

"Yes!"

The steward took the order and left.

"Xiyue, if this is true, you may have discovered quite an extraordinary genius for our Immortal Sect!"

Liu Zixiao sighed, feeling both anticipation and a hint of worry.

If someone like this really existed, Cyan Mountain Sect’s luck would be incredible.

They’d been troubled by internal and external threats, but now their Saintess had forcefully broken through to Golden Core, suspected to possess Dao Bone, and now even their alchemy branch would be filled.

Praised like this, Su Xiyue felt a bit awkward; knowing Qin Yu was about to arrive, she said, "Aunt Liu, I’ll go back to my room."

In the Market.

Danxin Herb Hall.

The Immortal Sect steward suddenly arrived, naturally drawing attention from those nearby.

Some gloatfully watched, others observed with interest.

But what happened next surprised everyone.

Soon, the Immortal Sect steward exited Danxin Herb Hall with a gentle smile, respectfully accompanying a man in plain clothes and elegant demeanor.

Every movement radiated regard and respect.