Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

”What sense can he possibly have?”

The Beauty Clan Leader sneered, trusting that guy known for betraying his master and ancestor, a figure pointed out by a thousand foxes?

She’s not that naive!

”If he wants to bully Jiujiu, even guarding her all day would be useless.”

Yin Qinghe chuckled softly and said.

Although knowing the person in front of her had a complex identity and cultivation, seeing her persistent hostility towards that traitor, the beautiful lady felt compelled to speak up.

The Beauty Clan Leader’s expression grew more unpleasant.

She was evidently aware that Yin Qinghe’s words were not false.

”Jiujiu’s nature is pure and follows her heart—isn’t this also a good thing?”

Su Xihe quietly came to their side.

It was apparent, in protecting Qin Yu, they were unanimous.

The Sect Leader, in appearance, demeanor, or posture, was truly captivating—perfectly flawless.

Even as the Beauty Clan Leader from the Qingqiu Race, she felt amazed.

This human woman was truly exceptional.

Truly... fortunate for that guy.

”Follow one’s heart?”

The Beauty Clan Leader murmured softly, savoring those words.

If she had only seen this term in a book, maybe it wouldn’t have resonated much, but looking at Tu Jiujiu and Qin Yu, watching the little fox’s joyful demeanor, it unexpectedly brought her an indescribable insight.

”Buzz—”

In that moment of introspection and haze, the Beauty Clan Leader felt her mind and body somewhat stirred, inexplicably feeling a bit dazed, as if she had grasped something, yet seemed to have caught nothing.

Then, she clearly noticed that in this state, her cultivation had quietly grown a bit.

The increase wasn’t substantial, but this growth was distinctly perceptible!

This... how is it possible?!

The Beauty Clan Leader was filled with shock.

Though the increase was minimal, if she were to cultivate diligently, it would have taken at least a decade.

This... indeed is a treasured land for cultivation!

Perhaps staying here a bit longer might do.

However, Tu Jiujiu’s situation still worried her deeply.

She truly couldn’t watch Tu Jiujiu constantly, so what method should she use to ensure that Qin Yu wouldn’t lose control and hurt the little fox?

Clearly.

This despicable guy only yields to softness, not force.

Yesterday’s offense still vividly in mind.

The Beauty Clan Leader understood she couldn’t oppress or intimidate Qin Yu with cultivation.

But... unless she submits?

That would be impossible!

Su Xihe and the others observed the changes in her expression, their eyes growing somewhat meaningful.

Because the Empress Dowager kept nagging, they could roughly guess the identity of this beauty before them.

Even the Empress tacitly approves, no wonder.

Dealing with Qin Yu, a single finger might suffice.

Yet, the gap between them and Qin Yu back then was not dissimilar.

As those who’ve experienced it, they knew well that downfall often begins from the first compromise.

”Hmm?”

The Beauty Clan Leader came back to herself, feeling their peculiar gaze, immediately her demeanor tensed.

She kind of understood.

What did their ambiguous attitude mean, possibly thinking she would succumb to that guy whose tail could reach the sky?!

Though she doesn’t deny Qin Yu is somewhat special.

Indeed she wants to stay in here longer, but...

The psychological repulsion from the mere thought of interacting with Qin Yu makes her skin crawl.

”Perhaps, in your eyes Qin Yu is an outstanding male, but in my view, he’s worthless.”

”I have no interest in him whatsoever!”

She initially didn’t want to speak up, but seeing the somewhat equivocal gaze from these women, she had to defend herself.

As if to enhance believability, she deliberately intensified her tone in the final sentence.

Su Xihe nodded slightly, seeming to acknowledge.

Yet.

This prominent figure wasn’t as hard to approach as imagined.

Yin Qinghe, meanwhile, stepped forward until almost parallel with the Beauty Clan Leader, then glanced down at her feet before leaving with a proud smile.

”???”

The Beauty Clan Leader was astonished, is she competing on this with me?

This woman...

Isn’t she too shallow!

Truly puzzling, such trivial matters—what’s there to compete with?

Besides, who wants to compete with her on this?!

As the Clan Leader of Qingqiu Race, she would never admit it’s because...

She can’t win.

In that moment of stupor, when she gazed at Tu Jiujiu again, the little fox was already nestled tightly in Qin Yu’s embrace, two large fruits squished flat, unaware of any ’potential’ danger.

The Beauty Clan Leader found it appalling, truly concerned that even a slight mishap could cause the little fox... permanent harm.

Night fell.

Under the Beauty Clan Leader’s admonishment, Tu Jiujiu reluctantly returned to the small courtyard by the waterfall to rest.

Listening to the even breaths of two girls inside the room, the Beauty Clan Leader’s expression was complex.

If not for her threat to send her back, Tu Jiujiu would’ve wanted to cling to Qin Yu indefinitely—how could things go on like this?

As the Beauty Clan Leader pondered strategies, a peculiar sound arose from the distant small courtyard.

Shouting hoarsely ”Brother-in-law” was that Lin Shuishui, not much older than Tu Jiujiu.

How shameless!

Not even sparing his own young sister-in-law!

Hard to imagine, if such events reached the Qingqiu Fox Race, it surely would incite the foxes’... fierce condemnation.

”Humph!”

”Wasting such talent on meaningless things—truly a waste of gifts!”

The Beauty Clan Leader snorted coldly, gazing at sleeping Tu Jiujiu, her brow furrowed.

The girl’s skin visibly turned red at a rapid pace.

”Buzz...”

The Beauty Clan Leader lightly rebuked inwardly, walked out of the room, and casually set up a barrier to isolate the jumbled noises outside, so as not to disturb the sleep of the two young girls.

As for why she walked out of the room?

Naturally, it was to temper her willpower.

She held her breath, her heart undisturbed, her expression indifferent, as if nothing in the world could affect her emotions anymore.

As a Clan Leader, her willpower was already extremely strong and tenacious, and naturally would not be easily affected.

However...

Two hours had passed, and those noises showed no sign of stopping.

What on earth was that guy doing?

Could it be that he guessed she was tempering her willpower and was deliberately showing off?!

She knew that the Human Race was good at alchemy, and those males with many Dao Companions often liked to prepare some miscellaneous elixirs.

But, using those elixirs too much was not a good thing!

Just to show off for a moment and deliberately harm one’s body, is it worth it?

The long night was endless.

The Beauty Clan Leader felt this night was particularly long.

Why?

Doesn’t it need to stop?

For some reason, a spark of curiosity inexplicably arose in her heart.

Of course, it was definitely not curiosity about those matters, but...

She just wanted to know if Qin Yu was showing off.

Should she take a look?

Just a glance, it should be fine, right?

The Beauty Clan Leader hesitated for a while before finally making up her mind.

She wouldn’t look too much.

Just treat it as tempering her own willpower.

With a broad mind, the Beauty Clan Leader no longer hesitated and split a wisp of consciousness to discreetly ”look” towards the source of the noise.

To avoid being discovered and causing misunderstandings, she was particularly careful.

However, to her surprise, there were no arrays or restrictions near that courtyard.

But on second thought, no one else could enter this space anyway, so it seemed there was no need to set up arrays or restrictions.

The next moment, the Beauty Clan Leader’s pupils contracted.

It really was terrifying!

The one enduring the dreadful pounding was none other than Yin Qinghe, who had just been comparing sizes with her.

Shining brightly...

The brightness made her heart tremble.

Wasn’t she the master of that guy?

How could she be so miserably bullied by her own disciple?

Look at this.

The bedding was soaked with tears.

How aggrieved it must be.

Just watching this was enough to make the Beauty Clan Leader feel terrified!

Originally intending just to take a glance, the Beauty Clan Leader, due to the overly brutal scene, inadvertently watched a few more.

When she noticed some subtle changes in her own body, she immediately recollected her consciousness.

”Is that guy really of the Human Race?”

The Beauty Clan Leader still felt a bit of palpitations. Although her face remained as calm as ever, a hint of astonishment lingered deep in her pupils.

She was terrified just watching, truly unable to understand why Tu Jiujiu and that Little Ling’Er weren’t afraid?!

She couldn’t figure it out.

However.

One has to admit, this could be called... masculine.

But that...

Is that really something the Human Race is capable of?

”Tch, asking for trouble.”

The Beauty Clan Leader’s lips moved slightly, letting out a disdainful chuckle.

He certainly took some secret medicine.

How ridiculous, doing all this for a little pathetic pride, really thinking she couldn’t tell?

However, this guy seemed to have been going on like this for two days already, could it be that he does this every day?

After an unknown amount of time.

Qin Yu walked out of Yin Qinghe’s room, didn’t even rest, and headed to another courtyard.

Su Xihe was wearing rather loose and thin clothes. As the former Sect Leader, she still carried a trace of the aura of an upper-echelon, a kind of unapproachable majesty.

”Master, it’s time to cultivate.”

Qin Yu strode in, looking at the beautiful master in the courtyard, still couldn’t help but be dazed.

She really was as beautiful as a picture.

No wonder they jokingly called her the hardest challenge in the Journey to the West.

Ask anyone, facing such a peerless beauty, who could remain indifferent?!

”Who wants to cultivate with you?”

Su Xihe glanced lightly at this rebellious disciple, seemingly showing a bit of disdain.

”Lately, disciple has felt a bottleneck in cultivation and needs the master... to impart the teachings.”

Seeing her in such a manner, Qin Yu didn’t retreat but advanced, the light in his eyes growing ever more fervent.

”Go find your Master Liu.”

Su Xihe gave a light snort.

How could she not know what this rebellious disciple was plotting?

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yu had already arrived in front of her. The heat of his breath made the Sect Leader’s heart slightly tremble, but her expression remained proud, as if she were still that high and mighty Sect Leader Master she used to be.

”Master must be weary these days, let your disciple massage your feet.”

Qin Yu wasn’t in a rush either, his gaze was fervent and focused, slowly sweeping across the scenery lightly concealed beneath the skirt.

The slender, straight legs were revealed intermittently under the skirt with the breeze, like the tender branches sprouting on a spring willow, the smooth, delicate skin white as snow, exuding a subtle, moist luster.

The graceful lines of the legs, every curve stirred Qin Yu’s heartstrings.

Especially those jade feet, as if born from spring water.

Just one look, and one cannot help but want to...

Take a bite.

The delicate and exquisite ankle, like a carefully crafted work of art, the smooth toes, resembling pearls scattered above, embellishing the jade feet.

”Really unnecessary.”

Su Xihe looked with a slight scorn, having long seen through this rebellious disciple’s ill intentions.