Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

If the little boat girl were a Fairy descending from Heaven, wandering briefly in the mortal realm, indulging in fleeting pleasures, then—fearing others would find out—she hastily picked up her clothes, transformed into mist and smoke, and gracefully vanished back into the world.

Inside the room, Qin Yu sat alone. All was silent around him, leaving only lingering fragrance whispering of past joyous gatherings, which stirred countless thoughts within him, making him savor the memories endlessly.

Fairy Xiyue was still as reluctant as ever.

In truth, she hadn’t realized that her supposed dominance was... actually the greater contrast.

Add to that the struggle, pain, and repression on her face.

This was also what caused the waves to become even more turbulent.

The stormy waves.

Don’t they just get bumpier that way?!

"Looks like, I’ll need to find a way to raise Fairy Xiyue’s Romantic Point."

Qin Yu calculated secretly in his heart.

Granted, he was more than willing to transform into a light boat, helping the Fairy drift across the lake.

Yet, every time he looked at the fruit so close at hand yet out of reach, that pain—it was truly unbearable.

Still, Qin Yu knew well, this could not be rushed; the days ahead were long.

Perhaps, someday Fairy Xiyue, seeing how accommodating he was, would reward him a bit.

Qin Yu tidied up the room, then returned to his residence, wrapped his arms around his fragrant little wife, and closed his eyes to rest.

...

On Su Xiyue’s side.

After all, tossing about for half the night, her movements weren’t so nimble anymore.

When she returned to the peak, she happened to encounter Sect Leader Su Xihe coming out from the hot spring courtyard.

Suddenly, a wave of tension surged in her heart, making Su Xiyue instinctively want to avoid her.

But at that moment, the Sect Leader noticed her.

Su Xihe was startled for a moment, thinking she’d misseen.

The sky was only just turning light.

She was up so early, naturally to tidy herself up and wait for Qin Yu to arrive.

Was this little sister...

Out at night?!

Suddenly, a thought flashed through the Sect Leader’s mind, and she quickened her step, coming face-to-face with Su Xiyue.

She first swept her gaze around, and without asking right away, took her sister back to the Sect Leader’s Cave Mansion.

Once they stopped, she turned back and asked, "Xiyue, be honest, did you..."

"Yes!"

To the Sect Leader’s surprise, Su Xiyue admitted directly.

After saying it, she actually felt a sense of relief.

Since childhood, she’d never hidden anything from her sister. The matter with Qin Yu was a thorn in her throat, and she never knew how to bring it up.

She knew too, her sister must have sensed something. Rather than hiding it and letting a rift grow between them, it was better to admit it outright.

This way...

Even if she went out at night again to find Qin Yu and raise her Root Bone, she wouldn’t have to worry.

She was relieved.

But the Sect Leader was dumbfounded, her eyes widening a bit.

She hadn’t even gotten to the question, hadn’t even started, and you already answered?!

Yet, the Sect Leader understood what that ’yes’ meant.

Qin Yu!

She must have gone to find Qin Yu!

After all, she’d long suspected it, but could never find proof—or perhaps she just didn’t want to believe it.

Su Xihe opened and closed her mouth a few times, finally unable to resist asking, "Do you know that Qin Yu already has several Dao Companions?"

Su Xiyue fell silent.

How could she not know?!

And he’d even snatched Qin Yu away right in front of them!

A whole four days, four days!

Her image as a Saintess, who knows, probably shattered long ago.

"..."

Now the Sect Leader finally understood why Su Xiyue would often be absent-minded, why she went out at night, and why she’d come back with a hoarse voice.

Just like now.

This was too obvious; going out late at night—what else could it be but deep communication?!

But.

Su Xihe still couldn’t understand, really couldn’t: How did Su Xiyue and Qin Yu end up together?

Moreover, how did it come to pass that as the First Fairy, as the Saintess, as a Martial Aunt, Su Xiyue... would take the initiative to seek out Qin Yu at night!

Su Xihe couldn’t believe it; her dainty, pure-hearted, single-minded-to-the-Dao, cold and chaste little sister, had fallen so quickly.

Maybe even.

Maybe she didn’t even fall just now; back at Lin Xian City she’d already fallen!

Back then, Qin Yu was just a Junior Cultivator at Qi Refining Fourth Layer—even if his Spiritual Power was extraordinary, even if it was love at first sight, it shouldn’t have been...

So proactive, right?!

What exactly did Su Xiyue see in Qin Yu?

Thinking this, Su Xihe felt she was dreaming, pinched her own arm, and the slight pain forced her to accept—that this was the truth.

Su Xihe stared at her silent sister, whose eyes were clearly shifting away, making her take a deep breath to suppress the shock boiling inside, as she asked in a low voice, "Xiyue, do you have some... hardship?"

She felt, Su Xiyue must have a reason she didn’t know, to be like this.

But what could it be?

A ridiculous notion suddenly sprouted...

Su Xiyue remained silent.

Yet.

In the Sect Leader’s eyes, that silence was acquiescence. Her brows furrowed: "Could it be... because of your injury at the time?"

"I did it willingly!"

"Sect Leader, I’ll go now."

Perhaps unable to face her sister, Su Xiyue lightly bit her lip, turned, and walked out of the Sect Leader’s Cave Mansion.

She admitted her relationship with Qin Yu.

After all, even she felt that staying at the main peak, exposed right in front of Su Xihe, it was only a matter of time before it was discovered; sooner or later—what difference does it make?

But concerning the Warm Current, and Qin Yu’s greatest secret, she still chose to hide it.

Besides, that Warm Current was far too incredible; even if she said it out loud, her sister might not believe her, and might think she was lying instead. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

She couldn’t very well let her sister go and confirm it herself, right?!

"..."

After she left, Su Xihe stood there in a daze, her head buzzing, the words echoing over and over—willing, willing.

She had imagined a thousand possibilities, even thought Su Xiyue was forced, or there were other causes.

Willing.

What charm did Qin Yu possess, to make her sister so devoted?!

She wanted to catch up, but hesitated for a moment.

In the end, she gave up.

The Sect Leader was a little out of sorts, staggering to the hammock and then lying upon it.

This needed time to digest; even after weathering great storms, she couldn’t accept it all at once.

And after walking out, Su Xiyue let out a long breath.

Having revealed the secret, not only did the stifling feeling disappear, but the oppressive emotion was suddenly lifted, making her whole body relax.

Of course, it wasn’t that she didn’t trust her sister, just... she didn’t know why there was a feeling she couldn’t describe in her heart.

If—if, yes—if Su Xihe learned that only by being intimately close to Qin Yu could she raise her Root Bone,

would her sister also, just like herself, be unable to resist going to find Qin Yu?

She wasn’t opposed to sharing with her sister.

But if she said it aloud, it felt like she was pushing her sister into the fire pit.

After all, the temptation to enhance one’s Root Bone is truly hard to resist.