Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

After finishing all this, Su Xiyue struggled to her feet, her gaze cold as she looked at Qin Yu, who had retreated a short distance away. A flicker of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Qin Yu hurriedly said, "Fairy, I really didn’t do anything!"

Su Xiyue did not speak.

In truth, she could tell—even after being pushed by Leng Ruyu’s words and even actions, Qin Yu didn’t dare to offend her in the slightest.

He really did nothing to offend her!

But... his eyes were a different story.

Su Xiyue’s gaze paused on Qin Yu for a moment, and in the end, she did not make a move, instead preparing to leave.

But now, she was already at her wit’s end, and to activate the Array Plate she had completely exhausted her Spiritual Power. Coupled with the waves of excruciating pain from her body, every step was a hardship!

She had barely managed a few steps before breaking out in a cold sweat, nearly staggering to the ground.

Still pretending?!

Qin Yu wasn’t sure, still not daring to approach, his feet apart, ready to run at any moment.

"You, come here!" Su Xiyue finally spoke.

She actually knew very well that this Array was just a temporary shackle for Leng Ruyu and couldn’t imprison her for long.

What’s more, given her own current condition, even if she broke free, she’d be spent, unable to get far. If Leng Ruyu caught up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

With no other choice, she pondered for a moment, lightly biting her lip, and said in a strained voice, "Take me away!"

"Me?"

Qin Yu’s voice was uncertain when he heard this, but he didn’t move an inch closer.

Who knew if she was luring him over to kill him?

As beautiful as the Fairy was—

He was self-aware.

"Or do you think you can escape my control?!" Su Xiyue’s tone dropped suddenly, colder than ever, as she brought out another object at her fingertips.

Qin Yu had no idea what that was.

But he definitely wasn’t going to gamble with his life!

"Hurry up!"

Su Xiyue’s brows furrowed slightly as her gaze swept over to Leng Ruyu, who was already working to break free. She urged again, a barely noticeable urgency in her tone.

Deep down, she truly didn’t want any more entanglement—or even contact—with any man.

But the current circumstances forced her to make such a decision—

Self-preservation was most important!

"Fairy, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Qin Yu answered, every step forward slow and cautious, not daring to drop his guard for even a second.

"Swallow this."

As he approached, Su Xiyue suddenly extended her hand, producing an elixir and signaling for Qin Yu to take it.

Qin Yu’s expression froze, bitterness welling inside.

This is definitely no tonic!

This First Fairy is no more merciful than that Demoness from the Demon Sect.

Still, this was exactly the kind of behavior he’d expect from someone as wary as Su Xiyue.

Qin Yu understood her concerns.

Didn’t mean he liked it though.

"Two choices!"

Seeing him still hesitate, Su Xiyue’s tone grew sharply colder, clearly out of patience.

"..."

Qin Yu had no choice.

Even now, the flame still hadn’t absorbed any of Su Xiyue’s Emotion Points, so he really couldn’t risk it.

Helpless, he took the elixir.

"This is a Heart-Devouring Pill. Without the antidote within three days, the poison will erupt and you’ll die— even a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator would be reduced to a skeleton."

Su Xiyue spoke every word clearly, her tone utterly devoid of emotion.

Honestly, not explaining would’ve been better, because hearing her explanation made Qin Yu’s heart sink even more.

Did he have "Villain" written on his face or something, to warrant this level of precaution?!

Then again, all complaints aside, Qin Yu looked at the cold murderous glint in Su Xiyue’s eyes and, gritting his teeth, threw back his head and swallowed it.

"Shua!"

Su Xiyue suddenly acted, grabbing his chin, patting, shoving... As his throat worked, the elixir slid down into his belly.

A bitter, pungent taste spread, sending a stuffy feeling through his body.

"Cough, cough..."

Qin Yu wanted to cough it out, to no avail.

Seeing this, Su Xiyue finally relaxed a little. Every time she forcefully used another technique now, her internal injuries worsened.

She didn’t know how much longer she could make it.

If Qin Yu had any evil intentions on the way, she’d be entirely defenseless.

Left with no options, she used this method.

Of course, in reality, the pill wasn’t what she’d claimed—a Poison Pill. It would just cause short-term stagnation of energy and blood, nothing more. A stopgap to keep Qin Yu wary.

However, what Su Xiyue didn’t realize was that as soon as that stuffy feeling surfaced inside Qin Yu, a surge of blood washed over it—and it vanished in an instant.

"This..."

Qin Yu sensed it all clearly and couldn’t help but be a little shocked inside.

As expected!

This is the Divine Body for you!

Doesn’t this basically make him immune to all poisons?!

The power of the Divine Body wasn’t something he could imagine—this was probably just the tip of the iceberg.

For now—

The priority was still to get out of this mess first.

"Then... excuse me, I’m going to risk sullying your purity, Fairy."

Though the Heart-Devouring Pill’s danger had quietly resolved itself, Qin Yu didn’t dare let his guard down.

After all, Su Xiyue was the Cyan Mountain Sect’s Saintess—her means were hardly so easily predicted. For safety’s sake, he figured he’d better get her out of here first.

With that, he stepped over to Su Xiyue, bent forward with his back to her, and said, "Fairy, get on."

There was absolutely no hidden meaning in those words!

He meant on his back!

Not anywhere else!

Qin Yu was simply thinking that the Fairy was having trouble walking, and since it wasn’t appropriate to support her by the arm, it’d be easier to carry her directly.

Besides, if you’re supporting someone, how are you supposed to run?!

"..."

Su Xiyue was about to refuse when, off to the side, the Array confining Leng Ruyu suddenly rippled.

She made her decision!

Lightly biting her lip, she slowly moved toward Qin Yu.

She’d intended for Qin Yu to just support her out, but in her eyes, he was just a Junior Cultivator at Qi Refining Fourth Layer.

Being supported would only slow them down.

Carrying her on his back might mean more contact, but at a time like this, she had no time to overthink it!

As that gentle, jade-like body pressed closer and closer, Qin Yu could distinctly feel a pair of exquisite hands rest lightly on his shoulders.

Then, a soft sensation against his back—though unfortunately, the ’pressure’ he’d been hoping for didn’t come as expected.

Because Su Xiyue actually propped herself up with her elbows on his back, keeping her clothing separated from his.

But Qin Yu didn’t mind.

He reached out with both hands and gently wrapped them around those long, beautiful legs.

"Mhm..."

Almost the instant he made contact, it was as if he’d plucked some chord deep within Su Xiyue—she let out a quiet hum despite herself.

That holy face instantly turned red.

She wanted to resist, but then thought: she couldn’t just hang there, right?!

What would that even look like?

Not to mention, it would definitely be indecent as hell.

[Su Xiyue: Where’s the picture?]