Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Everyone knew that after Master Zhao left, the insights he left behind became Danxin Herb Hall’s foundation, but at the same time, it was also a root of disaster!

What Yin Qinghe took out was certainly not just a rubbing.

Everyone present could feel the faint spiritual power fluctuations on the scroll.

Instantly, the expressions of the people in the Inner Mansion changed, and Cheng Yi’s face looked extremely grim.

Everything he did was for this insight!

Now that Yin Qinghe offered it directly to the City Lord, wasn’t all he did in vain?!

But the City Lord was still sitting high above, and Cheng Yi didn’t dare to show any dissatisfaction, so his old face twitched slightly as he struggled to suppress his emotions.

At this moment, Lu Xunzhou glanced at him lightly, and suddenly he felt a chill down his back, his face stopped twitching, and he stood up straight.

In Lin Xian City, this City Lord was the absolute dominator!

The dominator over everyone’s life and death.

Lu Xunzhou quickly retracted his gaze, glanced briefly at the items below the scroll, and his eyes flickered slightly, his gaze towards Yin Qinghe changed.

The offerings this time were not only the foundation of Danxin Herb Hall but also most of the Herbal Hall’s savings.

As the City Lord, he didn’t inquire, not because he wasn’t aware of Danxin Herb Hall’s situation, but because with just one glance, he knew it was at least ninety percent of the Herbal Hall’s current savings!

The remaining ten percent, I suppose, is left to cultivate her daughter?

Lu Xunzhou said nothing, yet he knew Yin Qinghe’s purpose for doing so.

In secret, who knows how many people coveted these things, but she offered everything at the birthday banquet in full view. If anyone still tried to make a move on Danxin Herb Hall, what could they gain?

The little savings Yin Qinghe left behind?

To risk angering the City Lord for just a little bit of savings?!

Anyone with a brain naturally wouldn’t do that, as it would surely not be worth it.

The people in the Inner Mansion couldn’t help but admire Yin Qinghe’s boldness!

"The City Lord accepts your intentions!"

Lu Xunzhou spoke, then closed the Jade Box again. His gaze swept across the entire hall and he calmly said, "As long as you are in Lin Xian City, the City Lord will ensure your safety!"

Upon hearing these words, Cheng Yi’s expression turned incredibly colorful, while behind him, Cheng Hua looked utterly shocked.

The meat that was almost in his mouth suddenly flew away?!

However, even though he was unwilling, he could only lower his head forcefully.

"Qinghe thanks the City Lord!"

Yin Qinghe once again bowed to Lu Xunzhou and when she turned around, she felt a sense of relief.

If she wasn’t capable of guarding it herself, it was better to offer it for protection!

Although Lu Xunzhou’s promise would fade with time, at least for a few years, no one would touch Danxin Herb Hall.

If it were before, she wouldn’t have done this either.

Zhao Mengli indeed had the potential to become an Alchemist, but it would take a long time, at least decades.

And the City Lord’s promise wouldn’t last that long.

But Qin Yu was different!

A few years should be enough.

Although Yin Qinghe couldn’t be sure either, she could only hope that Qin Yu would become an Alchemist soon enough.

At this moment, a relaxed smile appeared on her face, making her look even more stunningly beautiful, "On such an auspicious occasion, Qinghe invites everyone to witness."

"My Li’Er has formed an excellent match and is promised to my disciple... Qin Yu!"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes involuntarily turned to Qin Yu and Zhao Mengli.

Strange.

However, from Yin Qinghe’s words, it should be a disciple of Danxin Herb Hall, and probably a newly accepted one.

Those living in the city would have made some impression, and if it’s a marriage alliance, shouldn’t it also indicate Qin Yu’s background?

Would he just be a disciple of the Herb Hall?

Observing his cultivation, it’s only at the Qi Refining Third Layer, even lower than Zhao Mengli by one layer.

This was even more unreasonable.

Being at the age when he was only at Qi Refining Third Layer and unfamiliar, it was likely he came from a loose cultivator outside the city.

Could this be a case of giving up? Then Cheng Yi thought the same.

This person may not have impressive cultivation, but his appearance...

Hmph!

Thinking of the reason his grandson was rejected, he couldn’t help but let out a cold snort.

Of course, surviving in such a world and standing high like them could naturally think of another possibility.

This person might have a good talent in the way of alchemy.

Perhaps suddenly recalling the requirements of the Immortal Sect, City Lord Lu Xunzhou also glanced at Qin Yu.

With such cultivation, even if he had a decent talent in alchemy, he would most likely be another Yin Qinghe?!

Lu Xunzhou appeared somewhat disappointed.

After observing for a moment, everyone looked away.

Was he underestimated?

Qin Yu was not angry but rather breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps having some talent, but not much, such a person wouldn’t pose a threat to anyone, making others more tolerant of him.

Throughout the hall, only Cheng Hua behind Cheng Yi was heartbroken, especially seeing Qin Yu still holding Zhao Mengli’s small hand, making his ugly face even more ferocious.

He wanted to question, but didn’t have the courage to do so; his jealousy distorted his features.

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

A few voices rose successively, mostly out of respect for the City Lord, and all directed at Yin Qinghe.

As for Qin Yu?

Who is Qin Yu?

Yin Qinghe returned to her seat and, having settled a few matters, appeared much calmer.

Next, the other people from the Inner Mansion presented gifts in succession, all of which were extraordinary, but none could compare to Yin Qinghe’s grand gift in value.

While they wanted to gain favor from the City Lord, they wouldn’t offer all they had; even if they had something valuable, nobody would take it out.

Unless they had something to ask for.

Once everyone sat down, a melodious song like a clear spring flowed out from behind the Inner Mansion’s curtains, officially starting the banquet.

Then, a group of graceful women arrived; they spoke through dance, conveyed feelings through posture, sometimes light as wind, ethereal as clouds, and other times passionately vibrant like rushing rivers.

The interplay of light and shadows, their garments fluttering, left people dazzled and enchanted.

Clearly, these women were not simple; they were female cultivators, otherwise, such dance could not be achieved.

Qin Yu was amazed, as if attending a banquet at the Jasper Pool.

Hiss!...

Suddenly a pain at the waist, only to see the senior sister beside him pouting.

Never would have thought this senior sister had such an adorable side.

Cute enough to pinch.

Leaning closer, he whispered something in Zhao Mengli’s ear, and instantly, the girl’s face blossomed like a peach, and when she looked at him again, her eyes shimmered with affection.

As night approached, the banquet finally ended.

Qin Yu held his senior sister’s small hand and followed behind his teacher back to Danxin Herb Hall.

After entering the courtyard.

Yin Qinghe walked straight to the main house, and at the door, turned back to see her own little cabbage still inseparable, seemingly unable to part.