Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

So strong!

Just how strong exactly, Qin Yu couldn’t say.

But he could feel that the spiritual power flowing in his body was nothing compared to this force—like a river compared to a stream.

This powerful feeling made Qin Yu feel almost unreal.

Because he’d never commanded such strength before!

Just by gathering his strength a little, Qin Yu felt that power in his body converging toward his muscles and blood.

So strong!

He didn’t go test it out, since he was still holding his little wifey in his arms.

Being nestled in Qin Yu’s embrace, Lin Qianqian also heard the roaring of his blood like a river, which brought her back to her senses a little.

She instinctively placed her small hand on Qin Yu’s chest.

Solid!

His body hadn’t undergone any visible change, nor was there any explosive new muscle growth. Outwardly he looked the same, but he felt as tough as steel.

As his blood surged, at this moment Qin Yu was like a volcano, and it felt like his power could erupt at any time.

Lin Qianqian looked at Qin Yu with a hint of confusion.

She was about to ask, when suddenly she sensed something...

She looked down—first surprised, then as if startled, her pupils contracted suddenly.

"Husband!"

"Hehe!"

Qin Yu smiled at her, a little gloating.

Originally, to comfort Lin Qianqian, he’d been diligently tending to her the day before; he thought the wedding night would make handling little senior sister Zhao Mengli easy. But he hadn’t expected...

He miscalculated.

So today, after getting up, his waist hasn’t been quite right. He’d married two beautiful wifeys, yet there was a tiny touch of... sadness.

The main issue was senior sister—even in the alchemy room with the teacher-wife present, she was THAT clingy!

Qin Yu seriously worried about the days ahead!

He thought maybe he needed to stock up on more supplements.

But the teacher-wife wouldn’t let him spend his time refining medicinal liquid, and with Danxin Herb Hall’s current situation, how could he bring himself to ask?

Thinking about his two adorable wives, Qin Yu couldn’t favor one over the other—how could he not worry?!

But just now, as his blood circulated and a wave of heat swept over him, his waist stopped aching, his kidneys didn’t hurt...

Qin Yu now felt insanely powerful!

If Lin Qianqian weren’t busy making food, he’d really want to test it out.

Looking at Qin Yu puffing himself up, Lin Qianqian seemed a bit intimidated, even a little evasive, but her eyes were sparkling.

Night!

Qin Yu knocked on the main house door.

Now they were all family, so naturally they’d eat at the same table together.

The one who opened the door was the teacher-wife.

Little senior sister was standing behind her, gazing at him pitifully.

It had been less than half a day, but she already missed her junior brother.

After listening to Qin Yu’s suggestion, Yin Qinghe thought for a moment, then agreed.

This would definitely bring them closer.

Of course, that "closer" meant Zhao Mengli and the Lin sisters, not her!

If she joined Zhao Mengli at the main house for meals, it’d feel a bit distant. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

So she left the main house.

The Lin sisters had already set the table in the courtyard.

After a brief round of politeness, everyone sat down.

"We’re all family now, no need to be so formal," said Yin Qinghe.

But she suddenly felt a bit awkward for no reason.

Because, besides herself... even Lin Shuishui seemed kind of flirty with Qin Yu.

Eh?

A flicker of discomfort flashed across Yin Qinghe’s face.

The atmosphere turned a little... delicate.

Even though Yin Qinghe was pretty easygoing, the Lin sisters were clearly uptight, and even Lin Shuishui—little foodie that she was—was only nibbling on her food.

While eating, Qin Yu was pondering why he’d awakened his divine body just now.

He hadn’t done anything—he was just comforting Lin Qianqian.

Wait...

[Lin Qianqian Romantic Point: 100 (Till Death Do Us Part)]

Qin Yu glanced at the flame value, focusing on Lin Qianqian’s Romantic Point.

Till Death Do Us Part?!

He thought for a moment, seeming to understand something.

That was the only change.

Besides that, Qin Yu also noticed that the flame hadn’t grown, but its color seemed deeper.

Not much.

He even wondered if he was just seeing things.

After carefully sensing it, he couldn’t get any feedback, so Qin Yu withdrew his sense and looked at Zhao Mengli.

I wonder, when little senior sister’s Romantic Point reaches Till Death Do Us Part—will it also...

Qin Yu felt his heart heat up.

He’d need to spoil little senior sister double from now on.

On instinct, he looked at teacher-wife again.

This teacher-wife also had a Romantic Point, though not very high. Who knows...

Uh.

What was he fantasizing about, that’s his teacher-wife!

But just as he sneaked a glance, the beautiful teacher-wife caught him and shot him a hidden glare.

So fierce!

Don’t dare look, don’t dare look.

After dinner, the beautiful teacher-wife dragged a reluctant little senior sister back to the main house.

Back in their room.

Lin Shuishui immediately hopped onto Qin Yu.

"Get down, now!"

Qin Yu put on a stern face, obviously feeling awkward.

Most times his waist wasn’t right, so it was fine. But after getting the Pure Yang Divine Body just now, his blood was surging wildly for some reason.

Lin Shuishui wouldn’t get down, hanging onto his neck; Qin Yu was worried he might use too much force and hurt her, so he had to fake being angry.

Except—it had zero effect.

"Brother-in-law, you haven’t kept Shuishui company in ages, haven’t told any stories for ages either!"

She pouted her lips.

"Get down first!"

"No..."

Lin Shuishui wriggled and complained coyly, then suddenly exclaimed, "Brother-in-law, are you hiding something?"

"No!"

Qin Yu answered immediately, looking deadly serious.

But the girl’s eyes were full of disbelief, "Let me guess, is it something tasty for big sis?"

Well...

Not entirely wrong.

Lin Shuishui tried to reach for it. But as her hands slipped, Qin Yu quickly took her off him.

"Such a stingy guy, I just wanted to look— wasn’t going to steal it from big sis."

She kept mumbling.

"What’s this about food?"

Lin Qianqian came in after tidying up, saw her sister still clinging to Qin Yu, and said, "It’s getting late, don’t bother your brother-in-law when he needs rest."

"He works so hard at alchemy..."

"It’s always like this!"

Lin Shuishui sulked as she left the room, still wanting to sneak a peek inside Qin Yu’s robe, but her big sister blocked her view.

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[Emotion Point +10 from Lin Qianqian]

"Husband, you..."

Lin Qianqian was a little incredulous.

She used to be able to get the upper hand every now and then—but now, she found herself completely outmatched by Qin Yu.

"Hehe!"

Qin Yu was feeling smug, his blood flowing like a river inside him, and the fatigue melted away.

No sore waist.

No aching legs.

"Is this the Pure Yang Divine Body?!"