Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Chapter 61: Chapter 59: Decision to Advance

The so-called immortal inheritance spoken of by cultivators of Lin Xian City is, in fact, nothing more than the legacies left behind after the fall of Great Cultivators.

But the inheritance within the ’Ruins’ is different.

That’s an opportunity to truly become immortal!

Inside the ’Ruins’ are ancient buildings—and naturally the legacies preserved since the ancient times.

According to ancient records, there was a severing of inheritance in days past, causing the Immortal Path to darken; the beings of this world wandered amid confusion, and the Immortal Path seemed lost forever.

One human sage brought out a legacy from the ’Ruins’ and founded the cultivation system used today, teaching people the way of cultivation. That is why there is the term ”cultivator.”

Qin Yu listened to his beautiful master’s explanation, and finally formed some understanding of this world.

”Immortal fate, huh.”

It sounds very tempting, but Qin Yu still wasn’t all that interested.

He only wanted to steadily accumulate Flame Points and gradually enhance his Root Bone.

”In this region, there has never before been a ’Ruins Rift’. This time, even the Immortal Sect will likely be alarmed...”

When Yin Qinghe spoke of the Immortal Sect, she couldn’t hide her longing.

What a pity.

With her Root Bone and talents, she isn’t enough to enter the Immortal Sect.

She probably won’t ever have a chance in this life.

”Master, since it’s only a piece of Ruins, why is there still danger inside?” Qin Yu was confused, so he asked.

”Evil spirits!”

”Evil spirits?”

Yin Qinghe didn’t really know how to explain. She had only come across a brief mention in a book by chance, and she didn’t know any details.

After all, such matters were distant from the lives of cultivators in a loose cultivator city.

”Focus on your cultivation, and don’t aim too high!”

She thought Qin Yu was eager for immortal inheritance, so she immediately scolded him with a stern face, ”With your cultivation right now, even if you gain an inheritance, it’ll only bring trouble!”

”Disciple understands.”

Qin Yu certainly understood.

After all these years of hardship, he’d learned a lesson—he didn’t have any great destiny, he was just an ordinary person.

All these years, he’d never even picked up a big coin.

With luck like this, what are the chances he’d actually pick up some immortal inheritance?!

”As long as you understand.”

Yin Qinghe withdrew her gaze and took out a batch of ordinary medicinal liquid to purify.

These medicinal liquids used to be made by some of the Danxin Herb Hall apprentices, but lately, with fewer apprentices, they’d begun buying some from outside.

Refining medicinal herbs consumes vast amounts of time—and your own spiritual power and Spiritual Power.

It’s honestly hard labor, and you can barely earn any Spirit Stones in a whole year.

But purifying medicinal liquid—that’s a skilled craft.

The reason Yin Qinghe did this was mainly to save time.

Take herself, for example: in the time it takes her to refine one batch of medicinal liquid, she can purify three batches!

Seeing his beautiful master so cool and indifferent, Qin Yu decided he should mend things a bit. He coughed lightly and said, ”Master, if I ever offend you in any way, just tell me. I promise I’ll pay attention in the future.”

You even think there’ll be a future?!

Tch!

Yin Qinghe’s peach-blossom eyes widened in embarrassed anger!

Does this rebellious disciple want to have another go?!

No way!

She’d listened to what went on all night, so she knew that today, Li’Er probably wouldn’t be able to...

...even get out of bed.

She absolutely couldn’t give this troublemaker any opportunity!

But then again...

What exactly is going on with this rebellious disciple?

She couldn’t see the slightest sign of fatigue on Qin Yu’s face; he walked with the energy of dragon and tiger, not at all like someone exhausted from an entire night’s trouble.

She’d have to find a chance to ask Li’Er what was going on.

Since the beautiful master wasn’t giving him the opportunity, Qin Yu couldn’t find a good excuse either and had to return to his spot to cultivate.

The road ahead is long and heavy indeed!

In the next few days, Yin Qinghe hardly returned to the main house at night.

She stayed in the alchemy room purifying medicinal liquids, and when tired, would rest on the soft couch for a while.

Much better than going back to the main house.

She could tell what happened at night just from Zhao Mengli’s timing when she entered the alchemy room each day.

They really don’t know moderation!

She was honestly a bit angry.

She felt like her small courtyard had become that rebellious disciple’s private garden, while she, the master, had become an outsider instead.

But, sometimes when she wasn’t feeling well, that troublemaker did give her a proper massage...

So at least he’s sort of filial.

And nothing like that last incident happened during this time.

In a blink, six days had passed since the Ruins Rift appeared.

Many things happened within Lin Xian City.

In just a few days, countless cultivators had shown up, including several Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators.

The influx of cultivators inevitably made the city... chaotic.

Order became much more difficult to maintain.

At first it was just outside the city; every day there were at least a dozen muggings or murders.

Unfortunately, these things weren’t rare at all.

People wanted inheritance, while more pragmatic cultivators specialized in this sort of crime.

After all, the Ruins Rift is full of dangers and uncertainties. Why risk it, when robbery is so straightforward?

But as cultivators of ever greater power appeared, even the previously tranquil city became increasingly unsafe.

Qin Yu heard from Xu An that in recent days there’d already been several incidents in the city!

Twice it was Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators fighting in the streets. Not even the Law Enforcement Team could stop them, and in the end, the City Lord was alarmed.

Although things were quickly brought under control, the truly fearful thing about Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators is their collateral damage.

It was said that dozens of cultivators were killed in the crossfire!

Now, even the City Lord is at his wit’s end and has already reported to the Immortal Sect behind him.

Rumor says a Great Cultivator from the Immortal Sect will soon come to maintain order.

This isn’t idle talk—after all, with so many cultivators living in Lin Xian City, the Spirit Stones they contribute are quite substantial.

The Immortal Sect could never just ignore the situation.

This, of course, was good news for Qin Yu.

All he needed was a stable environment.

That day, as usual, he went to the alchemy room. His master was still purifying medicinal liquids, so he didn’t disturb her but focused his attention on the flame.

The flame still looked the same as ever.

[Flame Point: 1002]

[Lin Qianqian Romantic Point: 100 (till death do us part)]

[Yin Qinghe Romantic Point: 18 (Initial Acquaintance)]

[Zhao Mengli Romantic Point: 50 (Not Leaving)]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Fourth Layer (16%)]

[Root Bone: Top Grade Mortal Bone (Flame Point 1002/5000)]

[Spiritual Power: Entry-level Middle Tier (Flame Point 1002/1000), may break through]

[Pure Yang Divine Body: First Layer (35-1000)]

His realm hadn’t improved much—the main reason was, Qin Yu only spent half a day on it, and since getting the Pure Yang Divine Body, he hadn’t cultivated day and night anymore.

No more need for those half-baked excuses either.

Even though his realm was rising more slowly, his Flame Point had risen past a thousand in just these few days.

Qin Yu’s plan at first was to improve his Root Bone.

After all, improving his cultivation was top priority now.

But with Danxin Herb Hall in its current state, he couldn’t bring himself to keep slacking off.

He couldn’t let his master shoulder everything alone!

It’s better to boost his Spiritual Power first—if he can purify third grade medicinal liquid, at least it’ll ease some of his master’s not-inconsiderable burden.