Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Qin Yu thought that Su Xiyue had already explained everything to Leng Ruyu.

However, as he drew near, what met his eyes were Leng Ruyu’s gaze, now devoid of its former brilliance—she seemed like a body that had lost its soul, lying there in resigned acceptance.

Qin Yu still remembered the first time he saw her.

At that time, she was so proud and unrestrained, every gesture oozed arrogance and confidence, her presence overwhelming.

As the eldest sister of the Demon Sect, she too possessed Top Grade Spirit Bone and had refined Purple Fire, an unmatched prodigy whom countless cultivators looked up to, never willing to bow to anyone.

But now, she curled into a ball, that helpless and fragile appearance, much like a wounded little fox in the forest.

It made one’s heart ache with pity.

Especially when she felt Qin Yu’s approaching footsteps, she shrank subconsciously, her snowy teeth biting her lips so hard they turned pale.

"Fairy, you..."

Qin Yu didn’t rush closer, but chose instead to soothe Leng Ruyu’s chaotic emotions first.

Indeed, this little demoness before him, so pitiful at this moment, stirred a tender desire in anyone to...

Protect her.

But he truly did not wish to force her.

"What, do I have to do it myself?"

Just as Qin Yu was about to speak, Leng Ruyu’s icy, cutting voice suddenly broke in, accompanied by a look full of contempt.

"Well... that’s not impossible..."

Qin Yu answered honestly.

Yet as the words left his lips, Leng Ruyu’s chest heaved violently, crimson blossoming on her cheeks, impossible to say if it was from shame or anger.

If looks could kill, surely Qin Yu would’ve been chopped to bits countless times by now.

"Fairy, then pardon my offense."

Qin Yu could only step forward and help her into fresh robes.

He had to admit, when the little demoness donned new garments, she was breathtakingly beautiful—like the work of the world’s most exquisite craftsman, flawless and perfect, each inch fitting just right, not a hint of incongruity.

The fabric—who knew what it was made from—smooth as silk, soft as spring water, and at a touch, it was like grasping the warmest jade in the world, making one loath to let go.

For fear that too much force would wrinkle it and mar that sublime beauty.

That figure.

That...

All exuded irresistible charm, enough to drive souls wild, to make one lose themselves in this flawless scenery.

Tell me, who wouldn’t be dazed at such a sight?!

Seeing Qin Yu so mesmerized, the mockery in Leng Ruyu’s eyes deepened further.

Heh!

This is what men are like.

Qin Yu fumed.

She still dares to look down on him?!

Then don’t blame him for what comes next.

In a flash, the mockery in Leng Ruyu’s eyes was replaced by terror, as if she’d witnessed something truly horrifying, and she gulped sharply.

"No..."

She struggled to rise, calling out, "Su Xiyue, I regret this!"

"Come save me now!"

But at this moment, Su Xiyue, whose heart was torn in agony, was already gone, having made her way to the Sect Leader’s cave.

Clearly, she could not hear Leng Ruyu’s cries for help.

Of course, she had no intention of saving her either!

Good then.

Let that demoness have a taste of the fear and despair she once felt herself.

She turned her attention once more to her elder sister Su Xihe’s injuries.

Su Xiyue’s Dai Mei were furrowed tightly.

In truth, the outlook was dire—she’d already taken many elixirs, yet not improved at all.

"Don’t worry, as long as I nurture it for a while, I’ll recover."

Su Xihe, still looking ill, consoled her instead.

Su Xiyue fell silent, her eyes flickering, unsure what she was pondering.

...

Without Su Xiyue pulling the Jade Thread, the Black Qi on Leng Ruyu’s body continued to corrode her, leaving her with no strength to resist Qin Yu.

She’d wanted to struggle.

Yet, the moment Qin Yu touched her, she froze.

Because, the Black Qi actually curled up again, the sharp pain in her body ebbing away like a receding tide.

"You!..."

In her shocked gaze, there was a trace of disbelief.

Could it be...

The Black Qi on Su Xiyue, was really removed by this junior cultivator before her?!

How did he manage this?

"Wait!"

Just as Qin Yu was about to do something, Leng Ruyu fought back, and when he paused, she said, "You can dispel the Hundred Sword Sect’s Black Qi?"

"Of course."

Qin Yu admitted, ready to press forward.

Leng Ruyu stopped him again, "As long as you help me expel the Black Qi, I can give you resources you’d never even dream of..."

Was she always this generous?!

"Alright!"

Qin Yu agreed, naturally.

Though the Cyan Mountain Sect treated him well, with daily medicated baths, his several little wives at home had almost no resources.

He was worried about this, in fact.

Now Qin Yu knew full well how hard it was to break through Foundation Establishment, so he definitely needed to prepare enough resources for those beautiful master-wives of his.

Leng Ruyu was delighted, thinking herself rescued from doom.

Next moment...

"Mm!..."

With a cry of pain, and her incredulous voice, "You... What are you doing?!"

"Exorcising the Black Qi, of course."

Qin Yu answered as if it were obvious.

Seriously strange.

Wasn’t this exactly what she’d asked for?

She’s sick.

Of course she’d need injections and medicine.

As the temporary doctor, healing the patient—isn’t that reasonable?!

"Damn it! I won’t let you off, never!"

"..."

Silent, Qin Yu’s brows suddenly drew together—he sensed things might not be so simple after all.

...

In the darkness, the flame flickered, sprinkling tangled specks of light—threadlike strands, like the Red String of Fate, tightly twining the two together.

...

[Leng Ruyu Romantic Point: -20 (Bitter Hatred)]

[Emotion Point from Leng Ruyu +2]

[Innate Ninefold Celestial Palace Sacred Body]

[Lifebound Divine Technique: Ascension Hall (2/10)]

[Lifebound Divine Sword: Spiritual Weapon (2/10)]

The negative Romantic Point from Leng Ruyu, Qin Yu could understand—but what stunned him was that this little demoness of the Demon Sect actually possessed one of the Ten Great Sacred Bodies.

Even though he’d only read one page of the "Ten Great Grotto Heaven Secret Records" that day,

The flame would never be mistaken.

Because of this little demoness, his Lifebound Divine Technique and Lifebound Divine Sword had both improved.

No wonder earlier...

This was also the first time Qin Yu tasted the terror of an Innate Sacred Body.

Though Leng Ruyu was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, at least he himself was also at that stage, and possessed the Divine Body—yet even so...

He was utterly defeated.

With no suspense at all!

At this moment, Qin Yu resolved to visit the Library Pavilion again and study that scroll of the "Ten Great Grotto Heaven Secret Records" thoroughly.

Unlike him,

Leng Ruyu, with a face contorted in grief and anger, had her eyes shut, the corners still streaked with wet tears.

Clearly, she hated him to the bone!

This damned junior cultivator, how dare he bully her!

Alright then.

Unless... he hides in the Cyan Mountain Sect forever, one day she will make him pay the price for today!

She was already imagining how to torment this guy.

It’s said that in the mundane world there are eighteen types of tortures, and she’s determined to try every one of them on this fellow!