Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Since even Leng Ruyu can enjoy all the benefits brought by the Warm Current, isn’t it only fair to consider my own elder sister as well?!

Besides, Su Xihe is already at Golden Core Peak. If she can elevate her Root Bone to Dao Bone, she’ll likely break through to Lotus Platform Realm before I do.

As long as Elder Sister reaches the Lotus Platform, the threat from Hundred Sword Sect will be nothing to worry about!

Though I don’t know how Hundred Sword Sect Leader, Jian Hai, managed to break into the Lotus Platform Realm, it’s clear that his Root Bone is only Top Grade Spirit Bone.

Otherwise, how could he not have grasped Dao Rhyme yet?!

The Root Bone above Spirit Bone is called Dao Bone, and there are good reasons for this.

Su Xiyue was lost in thought.

How should she explain this to Elder Sister?

Perhaps, letting Elder Sister witness the effect for herself would be best!

While Su Xiyue was pondering, Qin Yu had already soothed his little wives and made his way to the Sect Leader’s Cave Mansion.

The Sect Leader was currently healing inside the inner chamber.

"Master Liu, is Sect Leader badly injured?"

Seeing Liu Zixiao come out with furrowed brows, Qin Yu asked somewhat anxiously.

After all, he had seen the Sect Leader cough up blood right on the spot.

That indicated the injuries were extremely severe, even to the point of being uncontrollable—hence the involuntary blood spitting.

"Sigh."

Liu Zixiao let out a soft sigh, that sigh seeming to bear the weight of the world. She didn’t directly reveal the details of Su Xihe’s injuries, but instead earnestly said to Qin Yu, "You just focus on cultivating. The future of Cyan Mountain Sect will rely on you and Xiyue together."

She had examined things thoroughly earlier and could only say—the situation was truly grim.

Using one’s blood essence to power a Talisman can certainly amplify its power, but it’s no different from gambling with one’s life—it’s equivalent to burning one’s lifespan!

Moreover, during the fight, Su Xihe suffered repeated backlash and took severe injuries...

Whether these wounds will ever heal is hard to say!

Even if recovery is possible, it will take extensive time and nurturing.

Afterwards, Liu Zixiao prepared a medicated bath for Qin Yu, then sat nearby in meditation.

Qin Yu didn’t ask further, but calmed his mind and started cultivating.

Though Hundred Sword Sect left in defeat this time, it’s hard to say they won’t return for revenge.

It’s only a matter of time. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

So, as night fell, he hurried back to his own cave.

He wanted to quickly improve both his Root Bone and Pure Yang Divine Body!

Which meant, just like in Lin Xian City, he’d have to put his little wives through some hardship again.

In addition, he needed to come up with a way to provoke his beautiful Mistress and quickly raise his Romantic Point score.

Lin Qianqian was tormented thoroughly.

She actually provided eight Flame Points.

Qin Yu stopped at a sensible point, making sure she wasn’t overly exhausted.

The little wife had always wondered—before she could manage on her own...

How come, now, with even all three of them together, they still couldn’t handle Qin Yu?!

Off to the side, Zhao Mengli had already fallen into a deep sleep, and only Yin Qinghe still had some strength left.

Ever since following Qin Yu, the beautiful Mistress had become noticeably more radiant.

And even more alluring than before.

Especially those watery, peach blossom eyes; even a slight glimmer could make Qin Yu burn with desire.

When he seized her foot again, Yin Qinghe’s delicate body trembled lightly. She couldn’t help but say, "You should spend more of your time cultivating..."

"Does Master think raising my Root Bone isn’t important?"

Qin Yu didn’t let go, but instead held her foot, carefully...

...observing.

"Hmm?"

Yin Qinghe thought she’d misheard, but after thinking, this rebellious disciple really did call her "Master".

He’s been doing this a lot lately.

She bit her lip lightly, her gaze misty as she stared at the disobedient disciple, suddenly saying, "You... are you making a move on your own master?"

"Mistress, what are you talking about?" Qin Yu looked genuinely confused.

Yet, Yin Qinghe became even more convinced.

This rebellious disciple definitely has bad intentions!

"That’s the Lord of the Immortal Sect, how could you..."

Halfway through, Yin Qinghe suddenly stopped talking.

After all, the Lord of the Immortal Sect’s own sister, the First Fairy, had already fallen for him.

Though he always waited until she was sound asleep to come over, she’d already awakened her Spiritual Power and could still sense when someone entered or left the cave.

"Mistress, you should worry more about yourself!"

After stroking her foot again, Qin Yu scooped up his beautiful Mistress and walked over to the window.

"What are you doing this time?"

Yin Qinghe was confused, but she didn’t resist, only murmured, "I’m already a bit worn out..."

The next moment, though, Qin Yu opened the window wide.

"It’s stuffy inside, let’s get some air."

Or so Qin Yu said.

He set his beautiful Mistress down on the windowsill.

At first, Yin Qinghe didn’t realize the gravity of the situation, but very soon, she understood what he was planning.

At this hour, it’s quite likely that the First Fairy is about to arrive.

Instantly, she tensed, braced her hands against his chest, and pleaded, "Let me down."

Qin Yu didn’t listen.

He mumbled to himself, "Today, even the Sect Leader is severely injured—I wonder if the Saintess will bring her along later..."

Immediately, those peach blossom eyes of Yin Qinghe shone with both deep fear and... just a hint of...

...excitement?!

"S-sect Leader... she’s coming too?"

Her voice trembled, obviously she was overwhelmed with nerves.

"Yeah, didn’t you see? Even the Sect Leader coughed up blood. If she’s not healed in time, there could be lasting damage."

Qin Yu sighed quietly.

"Then you handle her yourself. C’mon, let me go."

Even with little strength left, Yin Qinghe still did her best to push Qin Yu away.

She couldn’t imagine, as Qin Yu’s Mistress, if both the Saintess and the Sect Leader walked in and saw her being overpowered by her own disciple.

Of course, the main thing was her own Innate Sacred Body. If...

She simply couldn’t imagine it any further.

After that, how could she ever show her face again?!

She must be the first Mistress ever to be bullied this badly by her own disciple.

This damn rebellious disciple!

Not only did he offend his master, he even dared disrespect her feet.

Yin Qinghe wanted to say more, but soon, all that came out was a soft moan.

"Mmm!..."

This rebellious disciple even dared sneak an attack!

Unforgivable.

Though she was exhausted, she leaned hard against Qin Yu’s shoulder, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Qin Yu, your disciple... Mistress begs you..."

Wuwu!~

Saying that, she actually started to cry.

At the same time, before Qin Yu’s eyes, it was as if an invisible force ignited—a small flame quietly bloomed, dancing with the rhythm of life.

[Yin Qinghe Romantic Point: 100 (Undying Devotion)]

"Bang!—"

The flame suddenly erupted into a fiercer blaze, a color deep and scorching, visibly intensifying, its flickers dispersing the surrounding darkness.

[Activated: Life Rune]

As the flame leapt joyously, tiny sparks drifted and fell, yet instead of merging into Qin Yu’s flesh, they hovered beside the fire, weaving slowly, and gradually condensed into a mysterious rune traced in pure firelight.