Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

This day.

Qin Yu and the beautiful master lady had finally learned each other’s secrets.

[Yin Qinghe Romantic Point: 30 (Developing Feelings)]

[Emotion Point from Yin Qinghe +3]

Qin Yu only glanced briefly, then froze the next moment.

Because, atop the flame, two never-before-seen lines of information appeared.

[Innate Tidal Sacred Body: Activated (Lifebound Divine Technique) Activated (Lifebound Divine Sword)]

[Lifebound Divine Technique: Initial Glimpse (1/10)]

[Lifebound Divine Sword: Mortal Weapon (1/10)]

”Hm?!”

Qin Yu looked again; the beautiful master lady’s Romantic Point was clearly only thirty, so how did the Divine Technique and Divine Sword suddenly activate?!

This was completely unexpected.

Then, he focused his attention on the Innate Tidal Sacred Body.

What does this mean?!

Does it mean the beautiful master lady is an owner of an Innate Sacred Body?!

Just as he was puzzled, with the flicker of the flame, in that wavering glow, a faint outline of a figure appeared—swinging a sword as if flying, every move and every stroke seemed to carry some kind of intent.

Qin Yu’s mind submerged itself completely.

Time flowed on, lush spring and autumn harvest, the cycle of the four seasons passing like a white colt in a fleeting gap.

Qin Yu felt as if he were in a dream, his hand gripping a sword, practicing a certain sword technique over and over.

Unaware of how much time passed.

Perhaps a year, maybe ten years.

Until at some moment, when Qin Yu swung his sword again, an unprecedented clarity washed through his heart.

It was an intent transcending mere sword technique, a profound realization of the true essence of Sword Dao.

Sword Intent!

”Zheng!...”

With a clear and lingering sword cry, Qin Yu’s sword had not touched anything tangible, yet transformed into a fierce Sword Qi slashing forth.

Still savoring the experience, the imagery within the flame abruptly ceased.

Before him, the beautiful master lady was still present, as if that enlightenment happened within a single instant.

Then.

The flame gently quivered, sketching a brilliant trace in the darkness, sparking embers like falling stars gathered into a sword shape, settling within his body, following his meridians, slipping into his Dantian.

Qin Yu willed his mind and probed carefully, discovering the sword was as much a part of him as a finger, guided by his consciousness, swimming within the Dantian like a fish.

However, with the beautiful master lady still sitting atop him, Qin Yu only sensed it briefly before withdrawing from his Dantian.

...

...

Yin Qinghe was now plunged deep in remorse.

How could she have acted so impulsively?!

Now after such an incident, she, as master lady, had utterly lost her composure...

Damn it!

She was about to stand, but even the tiniest movement seemed to tug at her injury, making her involuntarily cry out in pain.

It was a tearing agony!

And so she had no choice but to sit back in place.

”Hmph!...”

Her brows furrowed tighter, tear-filled eyes brimming, nearly spilling over.

Ugh!

This must be heaven’s punishment for her.

She knew full well he belonged to Li’Er, and yet she still...

Impulsiveness.

How could things ever be fixed now?

But soon.

Her attention was diverted.

A warm current was born inside her, like a gentle spring breeze, caressing softly. Instantly, the pain was alleviated greatly.

”Eh?!”

She immediately focused her Sensing Power on that current, and seemed to recall something—”Isn’t this what Li’Er talked about?”

In Zhao Mengli’s words, this current—which felt almost negligible to her senses—actually served many purposes.

It could heal injuries.

Hmm...this at least was confirmed.

As the warm flow circulated, Yin Qinghe even felt the pain in her forehead eased.

That was the hidden injury left by her forced alchemy.

Psychic wounds like these could hardly be healed in resource-poor Lin Xian City.

However, that warm current only lightly swept by, and the injury lessened perceptibly.

Suddenly, Yin Qinghe was filled with delight.

With that hidden injury, even refining Second Grade Medicinal Liquid had become difficult, compounding her already troubled situation.

In solitude, she had wept countless times, mourning and depressed.

Today, she finally glimpsed the dawn of hope!

She would not need to force herself anymore!

Wait.

Didn’t Li’Er say the warm current could enhance Root Bone too?!

Yin Qinghe concentrated her senses once more.

The warm flow was like wind, utterly beyond her control; wherever it blew, she felt a renewal of all things within.

Her Middle Grade Mortal Bone body, not as barren as Lower Grade but still impoverished, revived bit by bit as the flow swept through.

”It really can improve Root Bone!”

Yin Qinghe was shocked.

All her doubts were wiped away in this moment.

It’s real.

Li’Er had not lied to her!

This seemingly faint, unremarkable warm current bore miraculous effects, unbelievable.

She was still immersed in its sensation when Qin Yu’s gaze settled on her.

Master lady truly is beautiful!

Her posture now was like a peach blossom after rain, so delicate and alluring, impossible to resist sinking into.

”Ah!”

For reasons unknown, the beautiful master lady, sitting so properly, suddenly gasped, her brows furrowing again as she opened her eyes to look at Qin Yu.

This rebellious disciple!

How dare he!

He actually took advantage while she was distracted, pushing back against her authority as master lady?!

Damn it!

But...

Now that it’s begun...

...

With the rise and fall of the master lady’s emotions—

[Emotion Point from Yin Qinghe +3]

Qin Yu now vaguely understood what the Innate Tidal Sacred Body was!

Because—

This beautiful master lady, actually... ()!

No wonder.

Just a proper massage and she would give up her Emotion Point.

So that’s how it is.

Indeed, the master lady is worthy of the Sacred Body, truly formidable.

So formidable!

In just a single hour, she had gained four strands of warm current.

Qin Yu couldn’t help but marvel.

If not for the Divine Body gained from Lin Qianqian, he would never be a match for his beautiful master lady.

He’d be suppressed in mere moments!

Yin Qinghe was still resting, when suddenly, sensing something, she immediately stood up from Qin Yu’s body.

”You, get out!”

Her tone was urgent, shoving Qin Yu toward the exit.

Clearly, Zhao Mengli in the room had awoken.

But Qin Yu’s clothes were shredded; only his outer robe was intact.

Yin Qinghe didn’t care, wrapped him up in the robe and pushed him out quickly, shutting the door behind him.

Fortunately, Zhao Mengli hadn’t come out, still playing with Lin Qianqian and her sister inside.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Glancing at Qin Yu walking toward the private room, she bit her lip lightly and headed for the Bathing Room.

Lying in the tub—

Yin Qinghe still found all this unreal.

She actually...

Took the initiative to suppress that rebellious disciple!