Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

The beautiful master Yin Qinghe’s Romantic Point didn’t return to twenty.

However, Qin Yu felt that it was only a matter of time before it rose up again.

He was in a very good mood.

Not just because of the breakthrough in Spiritual Power, but also the ice breaking between him and his master.

Ever since the last robe incident, the beautiful master hardly paid him any attention, and even deliberately distanced their relationship and physical space.

She... was clearly avoiding him.

Qin Yu didn’t expect that just a breakthrough would bring him such a surprising harvest.

He recalled the feeling of lying in his beautiful master’s embrace...

It was really nice!

He wasn’t in a hurry to cultivate. Instead, he started getting familiar with the intensity of his Spiritual Power.

No one knew how much time passed before Yin Qinghe returned to the Alchemy Room.

She changed into a new outfit.

She was no longer in her usual loose robe. This time, she wore a form-fitting long dress that perfectly displayed her voluptuous figure.

Hearing the door open, Qin Yu looked over instinctively.

Just one look.

His gaze couldn’t move away anymore.

Her chest was full, pushing the dress high, making the front open up, revealing a dazzling touch of white. Her hips were plump and round, swaying with every step, inevitably triggering wild thoughts in others.

Her skin was whiter than snow, delicate and flawless, like the very first bloom of a pear flower untouched by dust. Her face was like warm jade—gentle, lustrous, unforgettable at a single glance.

Those peach blossom eyes, opening and closing slightly, seemed to have autumn waters brimming over; her gaze flowing, bewitching souls without even realizing it, making people fall hopelessly into her charm.

Her brows revealed a natural allure, like an orchid blooming deep in the valley—beautiful without speaking. Her figure was full yet curvy, every step exuding infinite grace, as if she was born knowing how to seduce with her beauty, but without losing any elegance.

After Yin Qinghe entered, even though she seemed not to look at him, the corner of her eye secretly watched what Qin Yu was doing.

Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Yin Qinghe began to feel a little uneasy.

She herself wasn’t sure why—half-asleep, she had just put on this long dress. Now, though, it felt extremely inappropriate.

Her steps paused, wanting to go change again, but then she thought that would be too deliberate!

Why should she?!

She liked wearing these anyway, or else she wouldn’t have bought such clothes.

Just because of this rebellious disciple, she couldn’t wear her favorite dresses anymore?!

Hmph!

However, seeing Qin Yu looking as if he’d lost his soul, this beautiful master couldn’t help but curl her lips with a smile.

This boy will be the death of me!

Even when she usually put on a cold front, she was already a rare beauty in the world. Now, with a light smile, it was like the glacier melted all at once—heart-stoppingly stunning.

Qin Yu couldn’t come back to his senses for a long time. Only after being glared at by her did he reluctantly avert his gaze.

"Master, I have a few difficult points in purification technique and would like you to explain them to me..." He moved right to Yin Qinghe’s side.

"You!..."

Yin Qinghe wanted to scold him but, seeing his eager-to-learn expression, the words stuck in her throat and were swallowed back down.

A teacher should instruct, pass on teachings, and answer questions!

She had no reason to refuse.

"Sit over there a bit."

This guy was so close that even Yin Qinghe felt she couldn’t stretch her arm out.

How annoying.

"Okay."

Qin Yu obediently moved aside—but really, only a little bit.

Master really smells so nice.

When she changed clothes just now, she probably even took a bath.

Yin Qinghe was annoyed but didn’t want to linger on this topic. "Where do you not understand?"

So many things I don’t understand!

Of course Qin Yu didn’t dare say that. He replied seriously, "Master, I just tried the net condensation..."

He had already been able to condense forty threads before.

Although he’d slacked off practicing recently, picking it up again felt perfectly familiar.

Once you learned it, it’s like it’s carved into your heart.

"Buzz!..."

Spiritual Power spread out.

One thread, two threads...

In the blink of an eye, there were sixty threads already.

Yin Qinghe was utterly shocked in her heart.

It seemed that Qin Yu’s alchemy talent greatly exceeded her imagination.

Every extra thread of Spiritual Power meant the difficulty increased dramatically!

Normally, even cultivators with alchemist potential would need days or even months of constant practice to add one more thread.

She herself was like this too.

But Qin Yu?!

It was like he didn’t need to try; whatever he did seemed to come as naturally as breathing.

Just watch how it’s done and understand the method,

and he could do it.

Even though the strength of his Spiritual Power played a part, it’s like a swordsman who has a great blade—sure, it’s sharp, but does that make him learn swordsmanship faster?!

The sword and the art are actually separate things.

But Qin Yu not only picked it up, he could explore and move forward on his own, constantly making mistakes, improving, making mistakes and improving again... achieving his goal this way.

The process looked clumsy, but the effect was excellent!

Yin Qinghe couldn’t help but think,

Back when there was no one to teach him, he must’ve come this far all on his own, right?

Seventy threads now!

Qin Yu still didn’t stop.

Almost there!

If he could reach a hundred, he’d be able to purify Third Grade Medicinal Liquid!

Yin Qinghe’s eyes couldn’t help but light up.

But when he got to eighty, Qin Yu’s speed slowed down, and the net started to show signs of breaking.

But he kept at it.

One thread broke, he’d condense another, again and again. When it stabilized, he’d add one more.

Finally, once he reached ninety-two threads, the whole net began to tremble, and then, one after another, the threads snapped until they all collapsed.

"Huff...huff..."

Sweat trickled down Qin Yu’s forehead as he gasped for air, brows tightly knit.

Tsk!

He still wasn’t satisfied.

The book said, when your Spiritual Power strength rises to High Tier, controlling a hundred threads is just the beginning.

If not, how could you purify Third Grade Medicinal Liquid?!

He hadn’t even touched the threshold yet.

"Master, I feel like at this rate, it’s really hard to reach a hundred..."

Qin Yu vaguely felt something wasn’t right, but couldn’t pinpoint it.

Yin Qinghe quickly hid her shock, calmed herself, and said, "Since your Spiritual Power has reached High Tier entry, today I’ll teach you...the Mind Control Technique."

"Mind Control Technique?"

Qin Yu looked puzzled.

There didn’t seem to be anything about this in the book.

Looks like master was hiding something after all, and this was the truly crucial part.

Now passing it on to me, she clearly has no reservations at all.

"Buzz!"

Yin Qinghe extended her Spiritual Power, her ten fingers moving like pulling the strings of a marionette; her Spiritual Power shifting as she willed. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Qin Yu instantly sensed the huge gap between himself and his master.

In terms of skill, he was truly just a beginner.

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