Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Initially, Qin Yu politely asked her for guidance.

Now, Zhao Mengli, the senior sister, is almost ready to learn from her junior brother!

This is not an exaggeration.

Qin Yu gives her the impression that, regardless of the subject, he seems to grasp it immediately and progresses at lightning speed.

"Junior brother, how do you do it?" Zhao Mengli couldn’t help but ask.

"Uh?"

Qin Yu looked confused, and after Zhao Mengli explained the situation, he responded with a hint of doubt, "Is... is it difficult?"

"..."

At that moment, even Master Yin Qinghe fell silent.

If controlling Spiritual Power wasn’t difficult, why are there so many alchemy apprentices?!

They practice tirelessly for years just to make some progress, and this process is incredibly lengthy.

Throughout Lin Xian City, there are only a few dozen alchemists capable of purifying Second Grade medicinal liquid.

This clearly shows how challenging it is.

Seeing both Master and senior sister staring at him, Qin Yu realized he might have said something wrong, "Uh... maybe it’s because I’ve been practicing alchemy for over ten years, so I have some experience."

That’s what he said.

But he truly felt there was nothing complex or impenetrable, as if everything was going smoothly without any difficulties.

What he lacking now was merely proficiency.

"Experience?"

Yin Qinghe thought he was just talking nonsense, she had seen it just now, this guy didn’t seem to have any techniques, where would he get experience?!

But if it’s not like he said, could it be that such a phenomenal talent exists?

"Let me see!"

Zhao Mengli took the purified medicinal liquid from Qin Yu to inspect it closely, feeling more and more delighted: "It’s just a little bit away, almost a Second Grade medicinal liquid!"

Qin Yu wiped his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief: "Still lacking, it’s not even close, I estimate I need three or four dozen strands of Spiritual Power net to purify Second Grade medicinal liquid."

"You just performed twenty-two strands!"

Yin Qinghe couldn’t help but exclaim.

It’s been such a short time, judging by the current situation, this newly accepted disciple will likely be able to purify Second Grade medicinal liquid by tomorrow.

Of course, there is joy.

But there’s also anxiety, some apprehension.

Such a talent, can Danxin Herb Hall really keep him with its current situation?!

Yin Qinghe wasn’t sure.

She was treating Qin Yu generously now, giving him perks that even Direct Disciples might not have, but would other herb shops offer similar or higher benefits once they know about Qin Yu?

They would definitely offer more!

This made Yin Qinghe uneasy.

She worried that once Qin Yu knows about the situation at Danxin Herb Hall, he might choose a better place.

The thought of this heightened her anxiety.

Right now, Zhao Mengli stood beside Qin Yu, and the two seemed to be getting along well—a handsome one, a beautiful one—they were quite...

A good match.

Yin Qinghe furrowed her brow.

Everything she did now was for Zhao Mengli; if it led to Zhao Mengli sacrificing something, then what would be the point?

Although not her biological daughter. [Strong survival instinct!]

After that, Qin Yu focused on restoring Spiritual Power, Zhao Mengli practiced, but Yin Qinghe found it hard to settle.

Nearing nightfall.

Qin Yu took leave first.

Yin Qinghe was somewhat surprised, she thought Qin Yu would take advantage of the momentum and practice overnight to solidify what he’d learned.

Of course, she said nothing.

...

Qin Yu didn’t hurry back to his living quarters, instead heading outside.

Outside was the Market, always patrolled by the Law Enforcement Team, no need for too much concern.

After greeting Shopkeeper Xu An, Qin Yu left the herb shop.

All around, shops clustered everywhere, selling all kinds of items, within a few steps he entered a grocery store.

The food supply at home was running low.

Initially, he was out yesterday to buy food, but the moving process delayed him.

"Give me a stone of refined rice..."

Before finishing, Qin Yu’s gaze landed on a box marked as Spirit Rice.

Spirit Rice is actually the grain cultivated on land rich in Spiritual Qi surrounding Lin Xian City, containing some Spiritual Qi but not much.

However, the price is quite steep, not affordable by ordinary cultivators.

While refined rice costs only a few coins per stone, one stone of Spirit Rice is worth a piece of lower-grade Spirit Stone.

"Give me a stone!"

Qin Yu pointed to the Spirit Rice.

Although he didn’t have many Spirit Stones on hand now, given his progress in alchemy, within a few days he will be able to purify Second Grade medicinal liquid.

By then, will he be worried about earning Spirit Stones?

One stone of Spirit Rice can feed three people for about two months.

Then, he bought some meat, thought of Lin Shuishui, and inevitably bought some snacks for his little sister-in-law.

This time he bought a wide array, dried fruits, candied plums... just about everything.

After a while, Qin Yu emerged from the grocery store carrying a big bag.

He spent just under two pieces of lower-grade Spirit Stone, still had four left, not much, but enough to keep worry at bay.

Returning home.

Master and senior sister hadn’t returned yet.

So diligent!

Thinking about the gap between himself and master regarding Spiritual Power control, Qin Yu decided he should work hard to catch up.

Opening the door.

Lin Qianqian and her sister were both in the room, they didn’t seem to have gone out today.

"Brother-in-law!"

Lin Shuishui immediately rushed over, and seeing Qin Yu taking out a pile of snacks, her eyes sparkled with joy.

Perhaps from excitement, she jumped onto Qin Yu, planted a quick kiss on his cheek, "Thank you, brother-in-law!"

"You..."

As Qin Yu started to say something, the girl had already jumped down, took a bite of a candied plum, and her clear eyes curved with delight, "It’s so sweet!~"

"Brother-in-law, do you want some?" She held up the candied plum bitten by her, offering it to Qin Yu.

"No!"

Qin Yu expressed his disdain, giving a stern look to the indifferent Lin Qianqian.

Then he remembered the supplements he bought in the morning.

As Lin Qianqian began cooking, Qin Yu started tinkering.

He’s determined to... teach this naughty little wife a lesson!

When night fell, Yin Qinghe brought Zhao Mengli back home.

Compared to the jovial sounds repeatedly coming from the guest room, the atmosphere in the main room seemed somber.

They ate quietly, retired to bed quietly.

The guest room was quiet as well.

Yin Qinghe felt much more at ease.

Indeed, yesterday was just that the young couple got carried away because they had moved to a new home.

What cultivator would indulge in such... trivial activities?

Especially one as exceptionally gifted as Qin Yu.

However, just as she discarded distracting thoughts and prepared to sleep, faint noises started again.

Starting again?!