Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Cyan Mountain Sect.

Sect Leader Su Xihe, Saintess Su Xiyue, and all of Qin Yu’s lovely wives—Yin Qinghe, Zhao Mengli, Lin Qianqian, and Lin Shuishui—were all present.

They stood in front of the main peak’s grand hall.

In addition, all the Elders were waiting eagerly as well.

The news that Qin Yu had been summoned by the hall master had already spread across the ten regions of Cyan Mist Hall.

Although no one knew what exactly had happened in the secret realm back then, it was obvious that the hall master now regarded Qin Yu highly!

That was why hardly anyone showed up when Qin Yu left, but now every single Elder was here.

”Swoosh!”

The cloud ship descended steadily above the main hall.

In the next moment, Qin Yu and the other two stepped down from the cloud ship.

As everyone turned their attention to him, his gaze naturally fell on his lovely wives.

Despite the urge to go dote on them for a while, his master was still here, so of course he had to pay his respects first.

That was proper etiquette.

So Qin Yu’s gaze landed, quite naturally, upon the sect leader.

Today, Su Xihe was dressed in a resplendent Sect Leader robe, her head adorned with a jade crown. She simply stood there silently, but exuded a noble, graceful, and unapproachable aura that inspired involuntary reverence in those around her.

Even after spending so much time with her, seeing her again now, Qin Yu still found himself stunned by her beauty—a single glance was enough to make it hard to look away.

Truly worthy of being called the most beautiful woman!

”Disciple Qin Yu pays respect to Master.”

But with so many eyes on him, Qin Yu didn’t dare sneak another look. He quickly withdrew his gaze and gave the sect leader a respectful bow.

Su Xihe maintained that gentle, watery smile, her jade-like hand lifting gracefully—every move exuding unmatched elegance.

Just now, Qin Yu’s undisguised, burning gaze had not escaped her notice. Her earlier good mood instantly dissipated by more than half.

This rebellious disciple—has a single trip out made him bolder?!

He actually dared, in this sort of setting, to openly stare at her. The audacity!

If not for his merit to the immortal sect, she would have taught him the meaning of a strict master!

Soon after, Su Xihe’s gaze fell on Yan Yu.

Regarding Qin Yu’s Guardian, she’d already heard details from Liu Zixiao.

She sensed not the slightest fluctuation of qi mechanism from Yan Yu—truly, ”unfathomable” was the only word for it.

No wonder she was a cultivator from Cyan Mist Hall!

Su Xihe even suspected that this Guardian Yan Yu’s cultivation might be higher than that of the palace envoy who had once visited Cyan Mountain Sect.

But as she turned to Liu Zixiao, the faint smile on her lips clearly paused, her eyes narrowing with amusement as she looked at her ”good sister,” half-laughing, half-serious.

Wasn’t she supposed to be seriously injured?!

And had even resorted to using a forbidden technique.

Yet now, not even a trace of injury on her!

Though Liu Zixiao was working hard to conceal her presence, in Su Xihe’s eyes that was as good as a public confession!

Previously, Liu Zixiao had never hidden her root bone at all.

But now, to go to such lengths—could it be... she no longer has Upper Grade Spirit Bone?!

”Zixiao, thank you for all your help on the journey.”

Su Xihe stepped forward, all sisterly affection, reaching out as if to grab Liu Zixiao’s hand.

Liu Zixiao wanted to dodge.

But with so many people watching, it was hard to act too distant.

So she let herself be caught.

”Just as I thought—Top Grade Spirit Bone!”

After a brief sensing, a slight tremor flickered through Su Xihe’s eyes.

This confirmed all of her suspicions!

Su Xiyue as well.

Leng Ruyu as well.

And now Liu Zixiao too!

Not only had their injuries healed, but their root bones had been improved.

Well, well, Liu Zixiao!

All this time, Su Xihe had been worrying about her, yet she had long since... snuck a bite of the good stuff!

She was already at Top Grade Spirit Bone!

Clearly, this hadn’t happened recently.

However, now was not the time for a confrontation. She only gave her slightly-panicked sister a meaningful look, then said, ”I have prepared a banquet to welcome you all back.”

With that, she led Liu Zixiao toward the main hall.

Seeing her maintain her composure, not exposing her, Liu Zixiao finally let out a small sigh of relief.

Wait a second.

Why was she nervous?

Wasn’t she in this situation precisely because she’d been dragged into it by this so-called ”good sister”?

She’d already made up her mind—if Su Xihe tried to hold her accountable, she would righteously sacrifice personal relationships and drag her dear sister down with her.

After all, they were good sisters. Naturally, they should suffer (and prosper!) together!

”Junior Brother!”

”Brother-in-law!”

Once the sect leader had entered the main hall, Zhao Mengli and Lin Shuishui could hold back no longer—in front of everyone, they threw themselves into Qin Yu’s arms.

”Haha!”

Qin Yu was in high spirits, even spinning them around in his arms, making both of them burst into peals of laughter.

Now, all those worries he’d had when he first joined the Cyan Mountain Sect were long gone.

Mainly because he now had real confidence to rely on!

Nothing mattered more than making his cute wives happy!

This scene was observed by everyone present, each with their own expressions.

Although Su Xiyue, Yin Qinghe, and Lin Qianqian didn’t throw themselves at him like Zhao Mengli and Lin Shuishui, when you looked into their eyes, there was room only for Qin Yu.

As for the Elders, their expressions were complicated.

They’d wanted to get closer to Qin Yu—of course, with their own little motives hidden underneath.

But with the sect leader blocking the way, all their efforts had come to nothing.

Now, it seemed, there was no chance at all.

Too late for regrets!

If only they’d had the resolve to make a move when Qin Yu first joined the Immortal Sect, maybe they’d have stood a chance.

But now that Qin Yu even had Saintess Su Xiyue at his side, how could he possibly take interest in any of their juniors?

After putting Zhao Mengli and Lin Shuishui down, Qin Yu walked up to his little fairy wife.

Originally, he thought that Su Xiyue would remain reserved; as the Saintess, perhaps she’d resist, concerned about shattering her cold, ethereal fairy aura.

But as he drew near, maybe after having tasted the longing of separation, Su Xiyue instead leaned into his embrace on her own accord.

As expected.

No fairy is more captivating than one in love.

Qin Yu was overjoyed, and even felt an urge to steal his fairy wife away to a room right that instant.

Of course, he wouldn’t play favorites.

Next, he pulled Yin Qinghe into his arms as well, whispering by her ear, ”Teacher-wife, did you miss me?”

”I did!”

Yin Qinghe’s answer wasn’t just a mere ”Mm”—she had truly crossed the hurdle in her heart.

In her heart, nothing was more important than Qin Yu now!

Next was Lin Qianqian. Qin Yu originally thought he’d just share a little gentle moment with her, but instead, he spun her around as well.

Seeing her sister startled and flustered, it was Lin Shuishui who was the happiest.

[Lin Shuishui Romantic Point: 90 (Heartfelt)]

Qin Yu glanced at her, instantly understanding his little sister-in-law’s thoughts.

Such deep sisterly affection.

The older sister hopes for her younger sister’s happiness, and the younger sister hopes for her older sister to be happy, too.

Yan Yu had been silently watching everything unfolding from behind Qin Yu.

She could naturally tell that the feelings these women displayed were genuine—nothing fake about them at all.

It seemed what Hall Master Duanmu Hong had said was not false.