Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Qin Yu glanced over the Pure Yang Divine Body line, then paused for a moment.

[Pure Yang Divine Body: First Layer (1-1000)]

What does this mean?

At first, Qin Yu thought that the Pure Yang Divine Body was also upgraded with Flame Point, but now it doesn’t seem to be the case.

This definitely isn’t Flame Point.

His current Flame Point is almost six hundred.

"Could it be..."

Qin Yu looked over at Lin Qianqian.

A moment ago, his little wifey gave him some Emotion Point.

Hiss!...

No way.

Only one point per time?!

If it’s like the past two days, only three times, then wouldn’t it take more than twenty years?

That’s way too long.

And that’s assuming he keeps taking tonic supplements the whole time.

With his current situation, no way he can handle it.

Wait.

Qin Yu sensed again, realizing he didn’t feel the least bit tired or weak.

His blood surged like roaring rivers.

Bringing endless strength, it directly scattered his fatigue.

He... stood up!

"Mmm!..."

Lin Qianqian was the first to notice, her watery eyes filled with disbelief.

He really is different.

Her husband... seems like he’s still growing.

His height hasn’t changed, but...

Luckily, the Warm Current she possessed was sizable already, quickly clearing away any tiredness.

"Hubby!~"

"Little demon, still daring to challenge the Great Saint’s divine power? Take this!"

Qin Yu wasn’t planning to let her off.

It was time for payback!

...

Main house.

Zhao Mengli sulked, hiding under the covers.

Lately, she hadn’t slept well either, drifting in and out, until finally falling asleep.

Yin Qinghe sat alone at the bed’s edge, slowly loosening the robes that restrained her all day, switching into a thin, embroidered gauze.

More noises came from the side room.

Her brows furrowed, but she could understand it.

Qin Yu was probably comforting Lin Qianqian.

If Qin Yu really did nothing, that’d be what she should worry about.

Heh!

Truthfully, after spending more than a month together, Yin Qinghe pretty much understood Qin Yu’s routine.

After two straight days of hard work, even with tonic supplements, he shouldn’t be able to keep it up, right?!

No self-control.

His body is bound to be worn out!

She was a little worried, thinking maybe she should talk to Li’Er.

If Qin Yu has no energy left, how could he settle down to proper cultivation?

At the same time, Yin Qinghe couldn’t help recalling what Zhao Mengli had said.

If it hadn’t happened to Zhao Mengli herself...

She would absolutely never believe something so outrageous.

Just one night...

Li’Er went from Upper Grade Mortal Bone to Top Grade Mortal Bone!

"Thump thump thump!..."

Yin Qinghe could even hear her own wild heartbeat.

To say there wasn’t a shred of yearning deep inside would be a total lie.

As a cultivator—especially someone who’d been troubled by Root Bone issues for years—how could she not want better Root Bone?!

Just one night!

Maybe she could break past her Root Bone limits, finally become a real Alchemist!

No, no way!

Qin Yu is her disciple, and as his master’s wife, how could she covet her own disciple?!

But Zhao Mengli’s words kept echoing in her mind.

Can enhance Root Bone.

Can heal injuries.

Like a devil’s whisper, it tangled Yin Qinghe’s heart.

Maybe influenced by the noises outside, her long, smooth jade legs crossed, even the jade pearl toes twisted together.

"Hold it together!"

"That rebellious disciple has Li’Er and Qianqian now. Give it a few more days, and he’ll be begging for mercy—might even use cultivation as an excuse to hide, not daring to return to the room!"

Yin Qinghe gritted her teeth, and thinking this way, felt much better inside.

She was quite looking forward to seeing that rebellious disciple clutching his waist as he walked to the Alchemy Room tomorrow.

In this world.

There have only ever been exhausted oxen!

Never ruined fields!

Maybe that rebellious disciple is just forcing himself right now.

But what happened next would guarantee this beautiful master’s wife a sleepless night.

She’d thought Qin Yu was only comforting Lin Qianqian, but who knows what he was really doing—he actually made her cry...

And she seemed to cry pretty heartbreakingly.

This rebellious disciple is way too ruthless, huh?!

Yin Qinghe’s heart was a mess, tossing restlessly in bed.

Till light crept over the horizon.

Everything fell silent.

"Phew!..."

She let out a deep breath.

Only then did Yin Qinghe notice her own discomfort.

Maybe it was the changing season, or the muggy weather, her clothes were drenched in sweat.

She decided to take a bath, then head to the Alchemy Room.

Even if she hadn’t slept well, as the master’s wife, she had to lead by example and not slack off.

She got up, then saw the bedsheet...

Yin Qinghe’s cheeks flushed.

Since Zhao Mengli was still sleeping, she folded the bedsheet.

Damn rebellious disciple!

She really wanted to see if that guy could walk upright today!

Unexpectedly, when Yin Qinghe walked out from the main house, she saw Qin Yu just coming out too.

At that point, the sky wasn’t fully bright yet.

She glanced at the sky, then at Qin Yu, full of energy, striding toward her with tiger-like vigor, a deep confusion flashed through her eyes.

This... How can it be?!

She clearly listened the whole night!

Just about the time for a bath, and that guy’s fully recovered?!

"Master’s wife, good morning!"

Qin Yu’s voice was as respectful as always, only now, instead of avoiding her gaze, he dared look straight at the beautiful master’s wife in front of him.

Though, there didn’t seem to be any impure thoughts in his eyes, which somehow made Yin Qinghe a bit uncomfortable.

She felt as if that rebellious disciple could see right through her.

Like she had no secrets in front of him.

Flustered, Yin Qinghe gave a light hum and scolded, "Rare for you to be up early—go cultivate!"

"Cultivation takes daily persistence. Even with great Root Bone, if you slack off, your achievements will always be limited!"

"Master’s wife’s teaching is right."

Qin Yu’s attitude was as good as ever.

Except, not long ago, the very stern beauty in front of him had just given him a bit of Flame Point.

This kind of contrast...

Seeing the change in his gaze, Yin Qinghe glared at him fiercely.

Then, like a proud swan, she walked past him straight to the Alchemy Room.

In the Alchemy Room, Qin Yu wanted to repeat yesterday, show some filial respect to his master’s wife, and repay her for teaching him.

But the beautiful master’s wife wasn’t giving him that chance—she just sat down and took out a vial of medicinal liquid to purify.

Qin Yu wasn’t in a hurry.

The days are long.

Opportunities will come.

He started cultivating right away.

During cultivation, he found that even though his Pure Yang Divine Body had awakened, his cultivation hadn’t increased. He was still at Qi Refining Fourth Layer, and his cultivation speed hadn’t gotten any faster.