Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Upon the grand hall, all gazes fell upon Qin Yu.

The Lord of the Sect sat high above, observing everyone’s expressions within the hall.

Amongst them, only Su Xiyue and Liu Zixiao appeared calm.

In contrast to the emissaries of other Immortal Sects, the elders of the Cyan Mountain Sect found it hard to sit still, just about to speak when Su Xihe’s chilly gaze swept over them.

They understood, there was no chance for them.

With the Saintess present, and now a Direct Disciple exceptionally talented in Spiritual Power, there was no longer any possibility to challenge Su Xihe’s position as Sect Leader.

"Refining?!"

The Lord of the Demon Sect, Leng Feng, who had been silent all along suddenly spoke, his voice was light yet everyone within the hall heard him, as none were ordinary.

Refining?!

What is refining?

Their hearts were filled with doubt, but in the next moment, as if a light bulb went off, their pupils contracted abruptly, the shock was evident on their faces.

The gaze they cast upon Qin Yu suddenly changed.

At such an age, Spiritual Power at the refining stage?!

No one dared to question the judgment of the Demon Sect’s Lord. Moreover, with the Cyan Mountain Sect Leader publicly declaring it, its authenticity was beyond doubt.

"Buzz!..."

Since the secret was unveiled, Qin Yu decided not to hide it, releasing his Spiritual Power.

The hall fell into instant silence, followed by sounds of sharp gasps.

The ones most shocked were actually the elders of the Cyan Mountain Sect.

They were well aware that when Qin Yu arrived at the Immortal Sect a month ago, he was merely at High Tier, and in just one month, he had reached refining?!

Su Xihe observed the varied reactions, a surge of indescribable delight stirred within, were it not for the need to maintain the dignity of a Sect Leader, she might have struggled to conceal her satisfaction.

Especially seeing Elder Jian He from the Hundred Sword Sect, with that utterly astonished look, brought incomparable joy.

Did they truly believe Cyan Mountain couldn’t find talent after poaching Yun Danzi?!

"Qin Yu rose from humble beginnings, drifting in Lin Xian City for thirty years, grateful for the Lord of the Sect’s favor, guidance, imparting wisdom, leading to today’s achievements..."

"Master, please accept Qin Yu’s homage!"

Finishing his words, Qin Yu knelt respectfully, full of reverence towards the lord high above, performing a sincere ritual bow.

Thus, it counted as a formal apprenticeship ceremony.

Only then did everyone realize he originated from a Loose Cultivator City!

Initially, they secretly mocked the Cyan Mountain Sect for holding talent selection banquets in various cities, but little did they expect they truly unearthed a piece of true gold from the sands.

"Rise!"

Su Xihe’s voice was calm, though her inner feelings were slightly uneasy.

Qin Yu’s achievements were not due to her guidance, it was clearly his own talent, yet he credited her entirely.

After this day, it was likely not just the Yunlan Domain, but surrounding areas would spread the word that the Cyan Mountain Sect Leader taught a disciple at the refining stage!

Then, surely many individuals with notable Spiritual Power talent would flock here.

Thus, her gaze towards Qin Yu was more satisfied.

Not only respectful to his master, but exceedingly obedient, who wouldn’t favor such a disciple?!

The Demon Sect’s Lord, Leng Feng, had a barely perceptible change in his expression.

As a fellow Lord of the Immortal Sect, he secretly felt Su Xihe was not comparable to him, yet his mindset quietly shifted, his respect for Su Xihe raised a notch.

Perhaps the Cyan Mountain Sect’s Leader’s combat power was a bit lacking, but in other aspects, certainly not weak.

He glanced at Jian He, carrying a hint of subtle intrigue.

Though uncertain how the Hundred Sword Sect poached Yun Danzi, the cost must have been high, Su Xihe’s disciple announcement at the Golden Core Banquet definitely had an intention to embarrass the Hundred Sword Sect.

Elder Jian He’s face was dark enough to drip water.

Originally assuming the Cyan Mountain Sect would crumble under the double blow of the Saintess being injured and the top Alchemist being poached, becoming easy prey.

Contrary to expectations, reality defied their wishes.

Now, Su Xiyue not only broke through to the Golden Core realm but was suspected of possessing a Dao Bone!

Moreover, the addition of a prodigy in Alchemy Dao manned his thoughts more than anything.

This was not decline, but signs of resurgence, if Su Xiyue truly possessed a Dao Bone, then...

The more he thought, the less he could sit still.

From arriving with vigor and confidence, now he was uneasy, mingled with reluctance and profound worry.

At that time, the Hundred Sword Sect controlled Lin Xian City, had they known, it would have been better to... raze the city!

Who could allow the Cyan Mountain Sect to grow more formidable now?!

The Golden Core Banquet continued, Jian He from the Hundred Sword Sect being the first to leave.

The Cyan Mountain Sect’s gathered elders were seasoned, well-versed veterans, fully understanding Sect Leader Su Xihe’s profound intention. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Though naturally regretful over not accepting Qin Yu, their respect towards Su Xihe involuntarily increased nonetheless.

"Congratulations, Sect Leader!"

For a while, the elders switched to a cordial temperament, standing up to offer their toasts.

Witnessing this, Qin Yu couldn’t help but secretly admire the Sect Leader’s methods.

This was the benefit of building momentum, with a simple banquet, she firmly grasped the elders’ allegiance, controlling the situation securely.

Thereafter, regardless of other sect emissaries, elders, or core disciples of the Cyan Mountain Sect, many approached Qin Yu for conversation.

Building rapport aside, at least they sought familiarization, useful for obtaining elixirs in the future.

Qin Yu, unfamiliar with such scenes, naturally didn’t know how to cope.

At that moment, Liu Zixiao gracefully rose before him, introducing everyone present one by one.

Despite this, after making rounds, Qin Yu was overwhelmingly drunk.

"Let’s end here; don’t delay his cultivation!"

The Lord of the Sect spoke from the head of the table, rescuing him from his predicament.

The banquet went on until the sky darkened.

Other sect emissaries gradually departed, yet the Lord of the Demon Sect, Leng Feng, remained seated unmoved.

"Lord Leng, is there important business for your visit?"

Seeing no outsiders present, Su Xihe straightforwardly asked.

Such significant courtesy, truthfully, if there was no request, Su Xihe would be uneasy receiving it.

Could it solely be for congratulations?!

"To be frank, my visit was not only to congratulate but indeed to ask a matter of Fairy Su."

Leng Feng stood, words sincere.

"Oh? Asking Xiyue?"

Su Xihe displayed puzzlement, glancing at her younger sister beside her.

Su Xiyue gently shook her head, had a face full of confusion.

"Fairy Su, Leng wishes to ask for a favor..."

Leng Feng hesitated, seemingly having an untold difficulty.

Though only Cyan Mountain Sect members were in the hall, with so many eyes, it was still not the place to speak.

"Disperse."

Su Xihe’s gaze swept over the hall, and the crowd of elders and disciples withdrew accordingly.