Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

”Ling’Er, Empress Dowager, I will come again tomorrow.”

Qin Yu turned around, took a deep breath, and said.

He didn’t dare to face the Empress Dowager directly. From his perspective, if he didn’t turn around, his respect would almost overflow onto the Empress Dowager’s face.

After Qin Yu left, the Empress Dowager hugged Little Ling’Er into her arms, and proudly said, ”How about it? The method I taught you wasn’t wrong, right?”

Last night, she had thought of many ways for Little Ling’Er, and despite only having read some storybooks, she managed to pretend like an experienced person.

”The Empress Dowager is amazing!”

”Brother Qin Yu really looks at Ling’Er differently now.”

Little Ling’Er thought for a moment and nodded seriously.

It turns out, courage can quickly shorten the distance between two people. She could feel that Qin Yu was not as distant to her as he was yesterday.

He even carried her back to his residence.

This progress made Little Ling’Er’s heart feel delightful.

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Originally, Qin Yu planned to return directly to his Lifebound Space.

However, since the Sect Leader and Master Liu were both in seclusion, the timing appeared to be quite accommodating.

After contemplating, he decided to head outside the palace.

Even though it was already night, the Imperial Capital was still brilliantly lit, bustling with people.

This time, Qin Yu did not wander around the nearby shops but instead strolled to the front of the Carefree Pavilion.

The main reason was that he wanted to earn some resources to help his beloved wives advance their Realm.

As soon as he arrived, a maid came forward with enthusiastic greetings.

Her appearance was beautiful, her figure was voluptuous, and her attire perfectly accentuated her advantages.

However, Qin Yu’s attention was not on them.

Since it was already night, he didn’t plan to stay outside for too long. After all, Qin Yu wasn’t sure if the Imperial Palace had any time restrictions on entrances and exits.

After entering the Carefree Pavilion, Qin Yu first bought some snacks for a few of his beloved wives.

Last time, he had bought some already.

These items were flavorful—sour, sweet... a variety of tastes were available, beneficial for cultivation, with the only downside being... expensive.

Any random Spirit Fruit costs a dozen pieces of Lower Grade Spirit Stone.

Even wanting to indulge in them isn’t something an ordinary cultivator can afford.

As Qin Yu was making his purchases, he suddenly heard a crisp, pleasant voice behind him, ”Lord Qin.”

Just the sound of it could make one’s heart melt.

Upon hearing it, Qin Yu turned around and his gaze immediately caught a graceful figure; it was Lord Chief of the Carefree Pavilion—Bai Yaoyin.

At this moment, she was clad in a brightly colored, tight-fitting brocade robe. The exquisite tailoring perfectly outlined her elegant curves. Beneath the robe, her slender and fair legs appeared intermittently with her light steps, stirring the hearts of onlookers with an unintentional charm, igniting a fiery impulse within.

Bai Yaoyin walked gracefully, her every movement was dignified and gentle, her every smile and frown inadvertently exuded a charm that was alluringly different from the norm.

She captivated hearts, bewitching everyone, making it difficult for one to look away.

”Lord Bai.”

Qin Yu kept a calm expression, nodding slightly.

Some onlookers attracted by Bai Yaoyin were immediately surprised by his demeanor.

It’s known that even the sons of noble families in the Imperial Capital would show utmost respect when meeting this Lord Chief, yet this young man merely nodded slightly?!

While everyone thought he was too arrogant, Bai Yaoyin showed no sign of being offended and instead stepped forward, like a maid, extending a hand with a gesture of invitation.

This scene immediately shocked the onlookers.

When had Bai Yaoyin ever been so polite to anyone?!

Could this young-looking man actually be a significant figure among the nobility?

Amidst the curious gazes around him, Qin Yu remained calm and indifferent.

However, he did not enjoy being watched by so many people. Comparatively, he preferred to be more inconspicuous.

So, to avoid too much commotion, Qin Yu reluctantly followed Bai Yaoyin’s lead to the third floor.

”Lord Immortal Master, are you free tonight?”

”Young master, Xiaoxuan has been waiting for you for a long time. Since your last meeting, she has been unable to eat or rest.”

”Master, remember to come earlier next time.”

Just stepping onto the staircase, a slightly noisy chorus of melodious voices greeted him.

In a fleeting moment, Qin Yu felt dozens of gazes fall upon him, with several women elegantly dressed and made up, walking charmingly in his direction.

However, upon seeing Bai Yaoyin following Qin Yu, those young ladies immediately halted, not daring to approach.

”Steward Bai, I’m not particularly interested in these things.”

Qin Yu smiled indifferently, his gaze sharp and sweeping over the scene, gathering all the chaos into his perspective. Within his demeanor lay an undeniable righteousness, seeming to purify the surrounding restlessness and clamor.

Here, as far as the eye could see, was a splendorous spectacle stretching endlessly, with each room accompanied by an exquisitely beautiful maiden welcoming guests. It’s uncertain how many men could make their way through without faltering.

”I apologize if I entertained you, my lord. How could these ordinary women captivate your discerning eyes? Please, follow this little lady.”

Bai Yaoyin still carried a smile, as if everything was within her control.

Truthfully, Qin Yu didn’t quite appreciate her confident gaze.

Such eyes—seductive, teasing, with an exterior of elegance and aloofness—were better suited for conquest.

”Could it be that there’s more within the Carefree Pavilion?”

Curiosity piqued, Qin Yu hesitated briefly before following Bai Yaoyin.

After traversing a long corridor, Bai Yaoyin slowly approached its end.

At its conclusion stood the most magnificent and grand building.

”The tributor’s perseverance is truly rare. Few esteemed guests in the past could walk through so calmly.”

Bai Yaoyin’s voice carried a gentle smile, her admiration evident.

Clearly, receiving distinguished guests wasn’t a first for her, yet past noble patrons often struggled to resist temptations along the way, or paused to be enticed by seductive scenes, lingering forgetfully.

Hardly anyone could match Qin Yu’s single-minded focus, as if oblivious to the alluring maidens, exhibiting admirable self-control and calmness.

Of course, considering the bevy of beauties accompanying him at the banquets, it seemed understandable.

These women couldn’t compare to the beauties beside Qin Yu.

Qin Yu remained indifferent, his gaze calmly sweeping over the lavishly adorned hall.

Compared to the outside, it was more tranquil here, with less noise.

”This way, tributor, please.”

While Qin Yu pondered, passing through a screen, a translucent barrier like flowing water stretched before him.

At its front, two maids in gauzy attire, with graceful figures, stood elegantly.

Upon seeing Bai Yaoyin, they almost simultaneously bowed, the fruits they carried inclined, as if subtly suggesting something to the visitor.