Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Qin Yu had never intended to rely on power to bully others.

But even so, Su Xiyue still frowned deeply, feeling as if she could barely endure it.

Even so, she grit her teeth and insisted on boarding the boat.

Finally!

...

The moonlit lake sparkled with shimmering waves.

"Woo!"

After pushing through to the end, the little boat maiden let out a muffled whimper, nearly bursting into tears.

As the Immortal Sect Saintess, she had faced countless setbacks, obstacles, and hardships along the way, yet never shed a tear.

But at this moment, she felt as if she had suffered the greatest grievance in the world. A mist welled up in those beautiful eyes of hers, and the tears nearly rolled down.

In the end, the boatman finally spoke.

"Let me teach you how to row."

Initially, the little boat maiden was unwilling to learn, but after much persuading, she finally relented with some reluctance.

The little boat maiden and the boatman sat facing each other.

"Look, there is a technique to rowing. If you row like this, you can save energy. To move forward, you just row backward..."

And so, the little boat rocked gently over the lake, slowly moving forward.

As she became more accustomed, the little boat maiden began to try for herself.

As expected.

The boatman was indeed more experienced. After several hours of instruction, the little boat maiden was no longer flailing around like before and also learned how to handle the waves on the lake.

...

Morning.

Su Xiyue originally wanted to return to the Saintess Cave Mansion, but just as she got up, she ended up sitting back down heavily.

She had still thought things would be simple.

Before, maybe she could barely endure by relying on her Golden Core Realm advantage.

Now, with Qin Yu’s Pure Yang Divine Body breaking through to the Second Layer, the gap between the two quickly closed, and she found herself powerless.

Even though it was the same amount of time as before, previously she was only tired, but now she couldn’t even manage to get up, let alone walk.

The fairy was full of doubt.

She was just fine yesterday, so why had everything changed so much today?

Her little mouth opened, but Su Xiyue still didn’t voice her question.

Luckily, there was a warm current—otherwise, she feared...

"You rest here for now, take some time to recover, don’t rush to leave," Qin Yu advised.

Now, the relationship between the two was far from ordinary. If it weren’t for Su Xiyue’s reputation as the Saintess, they could have lived in the same cave mansion long ago.

There was only one month left, so there was no need to hurry.

Su Xiyue didn’t force herself, but only rested for another hour or so.

The sky was just getting bright.

Qin Yu escorted her to the Saintess Cave Mansion, watched her limp inside, then turned to head toward the Sect Leader’s Cave Mansion.

Leng Ruyu was already used to waiting for Su Xiyue in the courtyard.

Today, seeing the First Fairy returning an hour later than usual and with unsteady steps, she couldn’t help but start in surprise, then quickly stepped up to greet her.

"Sister Xiyue, what’s wrong with you?"

Confusion filled her heart.

Could it be that just coming back an hour late had turned the First Fairy into this state?!

Isn’t that... too weak?!

Leng Ruyu couldn’t help but feel a bit smug inside.

At the very least, she was clearly stronger than this First Fairy in this regard.

Su Xiyue didn’t reply; instead, she suddenly raised her gaze and looked at her quietly.

During this past month, she had not asked Qin Yu to come...heal her, but instead had been observing Leng Ruyu.

After all, as long as she gained the warm current, purging the black qi was merely a matter of time.

Qin Yu’s place in this First Fairy’s heart grew heavier and heavier, and she didn’t want Qin Yu to do things he didn’t want to do.

At least, that’s what she saw.

But in this moment, Su Xiyue gave rise to another thought.

She actually understood very well that Lin Qianqian, Zhao Mengli, and Yin Qinghe lived together for a reason.

That way they could share the burden.

Before, she always wanted to be strong. Even though she was exhausted every time, she’d never considered this idea.

But now, with Qin Yu so overwhelmingly powerful, she clearly felt she couldn’t cope. She also needed...

A helper!

Leng Ruyu was the perfect choice.

After all, say what you will, this little demoness was also one of Qin Yu’s women now.

Su Xiyue decided to ask him.

...

The time spent cultivating passed quickly.

Qin Yu returned to his own cave mansion to find that, apart from Lin Shuishui, even the usually clingy Zhao Mengli kept a bit of distance from him.

He couldn’t help but sigh.

Being strong had its downsides too.

He’d already been quite considerate toward Lin Qianqian and Zhao Mengli; after all, they were only at the Qi Refining cultivation, and, unlike his beautiful Master, didn’t have an Innate Sacred Body.

Wasn’t this just too hard on his beautiful Master?

Previously, she only provided ten Emotion Points a day; now it was eleven or twelve times.

Now, with her having the highest cultivation, she had become the one who got up the latest.

Of course, fear aside, when night fell, neither Lin Qianqian nor Zhao Mengli ever backed down.

Even Su Xiyue, who came in the latter half of the night, was the same.

None would give up even a single improvement.

People, after all, need to experience hardships to grow.

"Just don’t go back."

Seeing Su Xiyue, who remained nearly as weak as the previous day due to her stubbornness, Qin Yu couldn’t help but advise.

"Mm."

Su Xiyue hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

The Spiritual Qi in the Saintess Cave Mansion was indeed a bit richer, but honestly, the difference wasn’t that big.

Qin Yu gently covered her with a thin blanket, feeling sorry for her.

He actually understood the reason Lin Qianqian and the others, even Zhao Mengli, were so stubborn.

They didn’t want to be left behind.

They all still hoped to keep up with Qin Yu’s pace.

As for Su Xiyue, perhaps even more so out of... responsibility.

So, there was truly nothing he could say to dissuade them.

"You should rest well..."

After some tender moments with his little fairy wife, Qin Yu was about to leave, but was pulled back.

Under his puzzled gaze, Su Xiyue still asked, "What do you intend to do about Leng Ruyu?"

Is this a test?

Qin Yu didn’t think so, but still answered cautiously, "She’s the Demon Sect’s chief disciple..."

"But she’s also your Dao Companion."

At this, Qin Yu looked at her in surprise.

Was his little fairy wife... coming around?!

Honestly, he really missed that little demoness, especially now that his Pure Yang Divine Body had improved.

But he couldn’t just go looking for Leng Ruyu right under his little fairy wife’s nose, could he?

Although he was tempted, his feelings for Su Xiyue were clearly a bit deeper.

His little fairy wife’s ethereal temperament was also one of a kind.

Besides, affection grows over time.

He’d only known the little demoness a few days!

"Go... see her."

Su Xiyue subconsciously glanced away.

Then quickly looked back, as if to confirm something.

Although she had already experienced Qin Yu’s change for herself, the feeling was still different from seeing it with her own eyes.

She had to admit.

It really frightened her.

So, her desire to pull someone in to share the burden grew stronger and stronger.

It’s just like listening to scary stories late at night—alone, it’s terrifying, but if someone’s there to share, it’s really not so bad.