Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Su Xihe herself is a Golden Core Cultivator.

Her Dantian also contains a Golden Core, though it is radiant, it doesn’t have the layers of halos like Qin Yu’s.

Compared to the vision within Qin Yu’s Dantian, hers seems to lack a certain... charm?!

”Why is it different?”

Su Xihe’s eyes were full of confusion.

Qin Yu’s cultivation isn’t different; after all, she’s well aware of the cultivation technique Qin Yu practices and the medicated baths used.

Yet, she couldn’t explain the phenomenon within Qin Yu’s Dantian.

Vaguely, she could even sense that the Golden Core was emitting something beyond pure Spiritual Power.

There was the vastness of Spiritual Power, the grandeur of Spiritual Power, and a Supreme Yang and Firm aura entwined.

Just sensing this made her heart tremble slightly.

So strong!

Even though she was at the Golden Core Peak, for some reason, she always felt inferior to Qin Yu at his Early-stage Golden Core.

Su Xihe’s brow slightly furrowed, her palm flipped, and a thick ancient text appeared in her hand.

She didn’t remove her fingers from Qin Yu’s wrist but instead searched through the text while sensing, attempting to find records corresponding to Qin Yu’s situation.

As for Qin Yu, at this moment, his thoughts were entirely elsewhere, focused on the Sect Leader sitting in the hanging chair.

Even at such a close distance, the beauty of the Sect Leader was perfect from every angle.

Her profile was gentle, and her frontal view was mesmerizing; engrossed in reading, she exuded an indescribable elegance.

Occasionally frowning as if thinking, those subtle expressions added to her charm.

This ignited an inexplicable urge within Qin Yu, desiring to gently embrace her, tenderly protect her, and ease all her worries.

As his gaze shifted downward.

Qin Yu was instantly stunned.

Ever heard of drinking poison to quench thirst?

At this moment, Su Xihe’s one hand was on Qin Yu’s wrist, the other elegantly placed on her own long legs, flipping through the ancient text. Her once straight back leaned forward slightly in concentration, outlining an alluring curve.

Moreover, dressed in lightweight, loose clothing, possibly struggling under a burden or simply craving fresh air.

The tempting view instantly filled Qin Yu’s eyes.

Gulp!

An inadvertent swallow echoed abruptly in the quiet environment.

”Hmm?”

Su Xihe’s movements paused slightly, her clear eyes lifting, discovering Qin Yu staring intently at her...

His burning gaze, like two flames, nearly set her ablaze.

”What... are you looking at?!”

Su Xihe’s voice brimmed with anger, her hand flipping the text quickly moved to cover her slightly opened collar.

Actually, it was initially fine; the problem was Qin Yu stood too close, and she was seated above on the hanging chair, giving him a view...

”Disciple...”

”Slap!”

Qin Yu wanted to argue, but Su Xihe slapped his hand away.

Rebellious disciple!

Impertinent and daring disciple!

She had just let her guard down, nearly letting him take advantage.

How hateful!

Who knows how much was seen?

The more she thought, the angrier she became, biting her lip while staring at him fiercely.

It seemed necessary to properly discipline this rebellious disciple.

Otherwise, when his realm catches up, she, as the master, would likely be overwhelmed!

He already has my sister.

And even his Teacher Liu...

Now he dares to plot against me, his master?!

How many Dao Companions does he want?

Can he handle them all?!

Before Su Xihe could speak, Qin Yu sensibly took a few steps back, his face showing worry, asking softly, ”Master, is there a problem with the Golden Core inside me?”

Looking up, at this moment, Qin Yu’s eyes were clear as water, exceptionally pure, with none of the earlier intense gaze that seemed to penetrate hearts!

Moreover, his current expression was genuinely anxious, with an elusive trace of worry between his brows, appearing very earnest.

Not the appearance of guilt but purely concerned about his condition.

Su Xihe stood dumbfounded, her gaze fixed on Qin Yu.

This guy, his ability to switch between seriousness and frivolity is too seamless!

If she didn’t know him well enough, she might wonder if she was wrong to accuse him.

This rebellious disciple is trying to bluff!

Su Xihe was furious.

But she could only be furious for a moment.

What could she do?

Could she really ask: Did you see anything just now?!

How could she say that?

No matter what Qin Yu answers, it seems she’s the one suffering.

She felt her chest rise and fall, glaring fiercely at Qin Yu.

But Qin Yu continued to speak worriedly about his situation: ”Master, you see, my cultivation has been growing painfully slow. At this rate, it will take centuries to reach the middle stage of the Golden Core.”

This matter truly worried him, not just an act.

Su Xihe realized the seriousness of the situation.

With Qin Yu’s root bone and cultivation speed, given enough resources, reaching the Golden Core Peak shouldn’t take more than about ten years.

She initially wanted Qin Yu to circulate his cultivation technique so she could observe closely, but considering this rebellious disciple wasn’t very honest, she dropped the idea.

Another time.

”Go and cultivate. Once I find a solution, I’ll assist you.”

Su Xihe worked to calm her mind and maintain composure.

After all, could she really punish Qin Yu under these circumstances?!

This kind of matter was hard to express; if she did punish Qin Yu, it might lead to suspicion from Liu Zixiao and Su Xiyue.

If they asked about it, how would she explain?

Wouldn’t that just reveal everything?

”Alright, then I’ll trouble you, Master.”

Seeing the Sect Leader no longer pursuing the matter, Qin Yu feigned a polite bow once more.

Then, he headed toward the Alchemy Room.

”Hmph!”

Watching Qin Yu flee in discomfiture, Su Xihe was both exasperated and helpless.

Feeling no mood to read, coupled with earlier mixed emotions, she felt quite uneasy. Since the rebellious disciple was cultivating, she decided it’d be better to relax first.

She took out the Sound Transmission Stone.

”Zixiao, accompany me to the hot springs.”

Ever since Liu Zixiao improved in technique, she felt incomplete without a daily massage.

When Liu Zixiao arrived, the Sect Leader was already soaking.

Without a word, Liu Zixiao entered the water, approached the Sect Leader from behind, and began massaging her shoulders.

The Sect Leader was initially startled.

Turning to see Liu Zixiao, she relaxed and chastised, ”Zixiao, why do you always enter silently now?”