My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

"The Nine Turns Starry Sky Sword Technique," Li Shiyin said, putting several martial arts manuals on the table the next morning and looking at Qin Ran.

"You want to practice this martial art?" Qin Ran frowned and shook his head. "This martial art is not good."

The martial art itself was good, otherwise he wouldn't have specifically chosen it. But...it wasn't very suitable for girls. Because the Nine Turns Starry Sky Sword Technique was less of a sword technique and more of a body tempering technique.

"What's not good about it?" Li Shiyin was very confused. "I think it's great!"

This sword technique was both fierce and bold, and each move contained extraordinary power. Drawing in starlight to refine sword chi and temper the physique, in Li Shiyin's eyes, this was simply perfect, a sword technique that seemed tailored for her!

Qin Ran didn't answer at first, silently glancing over Li Shiyin.

Although his stupid disciple was stupid, her figure was still very good, tall and slender, with the soft beauty of a young girl. It could be imagined that after two more years of development, she would have the so-called voluptuous figure of large breasts and hips.

If she practiced body tempering techniques... Qin Ran shook his head repeatedly, the image of a muscular Barbie doll floating in his mind.

But such lecherous thoughts could not be spoken aloud. He pondered for a moment before saying, "The Soaring Golden Sword Technique is pretty good, why did you switch?"

"I don't like flying swords," Li Shiyin shook her head.

"Swords that can fly a thousand miles to behead enemies..." Qin Ran indirectly advised, still struggling, "A sword immortal's basic image is flying swords, isn't it?"

"Flying swords? That's a coward's trick." Li Shiyin scoffed. "Real men should go head-on and hard!"

Li Shiyin's words left Qin Ran speechless. He thought he already understood his stupid disciple well enough, but now it seemed he still underestimated how silly this girl was.

He was greatly shocked, but said nothing, picking up his cup and taking a sip of milk to calm himself.

Perhaps...

As he drank his milk, a thought turned in his mind. If his stupid disciple practiced into a muscular Barbie doll, perhaps that might be a good thing after all.

It's not that he had so many weird thoughts in his heart...but if his disciple was less alluring, it seemed it could nip some licentious ideas in the bud from the root.

"Cough..." Thinking this, he gave a dry cough, set down his cup, and nodded. "Alright...as long as you like it yourself. The path of cultivation is lonely and difficult to endure. It's rare to like something, so it's better to walk the path you like."

Since the master approved of her choice, Li Shiyin was extremely happy, excitedly saying, "Then I'll practice the Nine Turns Starry Sky Sword Technique?!"

"Mm," Qin Ran nodded.

His fingers tapped on the table as he calculated in his heart. Since he had chosen this martial art, it naturally had its extraordinary aspects. Li Shiyin practicing it would not shortchange her.

He calculated and said, "This martial art is extremely good, drawing on the power of stars to temper sword chi and the physique. After mastering it, close combat is very fierce. But there's one problem..."

He slowly raised his head to look at Li Shiyin, "This martial art is incomplete, only having the first three levels. The so-called Nine Turns Starry Sky naturally has nine levels.

"Also, these first three levels are what I've restored, still unknown how much they differ from the original. This kind of martial art must have flowed out from a major sect, the original martial art is certainly more exquisite, and the subsequent techniques even harder to obtain."

"So..." His expression was solemn as he asked one last time, "You still want to practice this martial art?"

However, while Qin Ran had many considerations, his silly disciple hadn't thought that much. What she thought was that this martial art was actually restored by her master himself, her master really was amazing!

So she nodded again and said, "I'll practice this martial art!"

"Alright then..." Qin Ran picked out the Nine Turns Starry Sky Sword Technique from the table and threw it to Li Shiyin, saying, "No digging the pond today, first thoroughly research this martial art before anything else."

No need to dig the pond? Li Shiyin was so happy she almost jumped for joy. She excitedly said, "I will study diligently!"

Seeing her like this, Qin Ran was very uneasy and reminded, "You have to research the martial art first before practicing it, so you won't make mistakes. Don't start practicing right away. If you're unclear about anything while researching, you can come ask me."

"Mm-hmm!" Li Shiyin nodded perfunctorily. Hugging the book, she sat down, grabbed a handful of sugared beans for breakfast, and opened the book to start researching the martial art.

Qin Ran wanted to say more but held back, only feeling tired at heart.

After eating breakfast, he left Li Shiyin alone here to look at martial arts while he slowly walked to the research building himself.

His silly disciple had a very good foundation, the Cyclonic Seed she had planted was at least at the level of inner sect disciples of major sects. What she urgently needed now was to convert the power of her foundational techniques into the power of advanced techniques, which was to master the Nine Turns Starry Sky Sword Technique.

As for Qin Ran himself, this poor guy, in order to build as good a foundation as possible for his silly disciple, gave her medicinal baths every day until his small treasury was depleted. Now he had to research how to earn some side income, and also research...

Longevity extending pills.

Earning side income was a small matter. After all, how could an alchemist not know how to earn money? It was nothing more than concocting some pills to sell. And in the world of cultivation, pills had always been hard currency. As long as there were pills, there would be no lack of places to sell them.

As long as they didn't die from accidents, alchemists were always very wealthy. Qin Ran didn't have money not because his alchemy skills were lacking, but because he was lazy.

But longevity extending pills were a tricky matter.

He needed to specially set up a new research project on pills for longevity.

The previous research project he set up was on transcending tribulation; the one before that was on flying swords with railings...

To say this matter was tricky, it wasn't that in the vast cultivation world there were no longevity extending pills, but...

Lifespan was not only seductive to mortals, but also to cultivators.

The original reason to start cultivating was to seek longevity.

Therefore, in the cultivation world, all means related to prolonging life were treated like forbidden arts.

Techniques, formations, ingredients, pills - anything involving prolonging life was taboo.

If anyone obtained some method that could prolong life, they had to hide it secretly, absolutely not letting anyone know, otherwise they wouldn't even know how they died...this was not a metaphor in the cultivation world.

To give an idea how taboo this was...

As the sole heir to Danfeng Sect, Qin Ran didn't have a single pill formula for longevity.

Although he kept saying the Sword Way Sect was a tiny sect, that was in comparison to truly major sects. In fact, as one of the top five sects in Northern Chu, the Sword Way Sect was not so weak.

Yet even a sect like this could not produce a pill formula that could prolong life, which was proof of what a taboo topic longevity was.

However, since his silly disciple wanted pills to prolong her life, Qin Ran could only grit his teeth and get started.

So what if there were no longevity pill formulas? He would just research and make one himself! What's the big deal?

Thus, he began to research what exactly death was. Only by understanding death could one grasp how to live.

Death...

That day, Qin Ran sat in the office on the fifth floor of the research building and began researching death.

Death of the flesh, death of the soul, dissipation of consciousness, social death...