Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Tu Jiujiu, as if in a dream, unconsciously stood on tiptoes, the fragrance between her lips gently brushing against Qin Yu’s neck.

”That still won’t do.”

Qin Yu shuddered all over, unable to help himself. He felt that if he stayed even a second longer, he’d completely lose control.

With Tu Jiujiu practically entangling herself around him, he had no choice but to accompany the girl to the edge of the waterfall.

At this moment, two little heads popped up not far away—it was Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli. The beautiful eyes of both girls were full of excitement, as if they were looking forward to what would happen next.

”You go bathe first; I’ll go supervise Shuishui and the others with their cultivation.”

Qin Yu used all his strength, stiff as a puppet, reluctant but firm as he pulled his arm free.

This little brat is practically tempting him to commit a crime.

If it weren’t for the teasing gazes of Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli, he might’ve already fallen.

What Qin Yu didn’t know was that the Fox Pearl’s influence wasn’t just on the little fox. Once entangled with it, even he would unknowingly sink into obsession.

Seeing Qin Yu’s awkward retreat, Tu Jiujiu stomped her little foot, her beautiful eyes flickering with an indescribable hint of loss.

”He can even resist this?!”

On the mountaintop, Sect Leader Su Xihe looked down with some astonishment.

She thought she knew her rebellious disciple well enough.

This guy is definitely not your average bold!

Back then, not long after joining the Immortal Sect, he even dared to sneak a peek at her... Jade Foot.

And both Little Ling’Er and Tu Jiujiu—their looks, figures, and aura—are enough to topple nations, stunningly beautiful femme fatales.

No matter how she thought about it, Sect Leader never expected that Qin Yu could actually control himself.

All this time, Qin Yu had never hurt Little Ling’Er, and even when facing this seductively foxy Tu Jiujiu—and with her being so proactive at that—he was still able to hold onto a shred of reason.

It seems...

This rebellious disciple actually does have his limits.

”Sect Leader Sis, are you thinking about your precious disciple again?”

Liu Zixiao sidled up. As cultivators at the Lotus Platform Realm, their recovery was rapid—even though they’d just been utterly defeated, after just over an hour or so, there was no problem moving around as usual.

”What nonsense are you talking about?”

Su Xihe’s expression changed as she lightly scolded her good friend.

This woman—if it weren’t for her, as the Sect Leader and their master, how could she possibly get bullied by her own rebellious disciple?!

The point is, this wicked woman is as weak as can be!

Every time, she needs to cling to her thigh; every cultivation session, she has to bear more for Liu Zixiao.

Moments later, faint cries and pleas for help from Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli wafted up from the foothills.

Su Xihe’s pretty face blushed, immediately cutting off her senses.

Liu Zixiao, however, listened openly, occasionally commenting on what she heard, and even suggesting that Sect Leader Su Xihe should take notes.

All that filth and vulgarity made Su Xihe roll her eyes again and again.

Why, oh why, did she have to endure hardship alongside this wicked woman!

[Su Xihe Romantic Point: 95 (Heartfelt)]

Qin Yu was currently giving Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli a lesson with the stick. Suddenly, some data flashed before his eyes, making him pause in surprise.

Sect Leader’s Romantic Point had been stuck for so long—why did it suddenly increase out of nowhere?

The last time was when she broke through to the Lotus Platform Realm.

This time, what was the trigger?

Qin Yu mused—just what was missing for this proud Sect Leader’s Romantic Point to reach perfection?

Could it be that conquering someone with even greater status and prestige would finally provoke his Sect Leader teacher?

But—

Besides Little Ling’Er the Princess, there’s only the Empress Dowager and the Empress left.

The Princess is still young.

As for the other two, not only are their statuses exalted, but their strength is also unfathomable.

Qin Yu wouldn’t dare harbor any... improper thoughts about them.

Let alone try anything rash.

Still, Qin Yu didn’t dwell on it; for now, the urgent matter was properly teaching Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli, so they’d stop always trying to drag Little Ling’Er and Tu Jiujiu into trouble.

...

The Empress Dowager lounged lazily in midair above the palace, a faint aura of boredom around her. Now and then, her gaze drifted over the layered palace walls, as if piercing invisible barriers, locking eyes with a certain anxious fox outside the palace.

”Come down,”

Right then, the Empress’ voice suddenly rang from within the palace below.

The Empress Dowager answered softly, and rather unwillingly, floated back to her bedchamber.

”Come here and massage Me,”

The Empress was already reclining on a carved bed, her eyelids half-lowered. That usually stern face now betrayed a rare exhaustion.

”Your Majesty, are you tired again?”

The Empress Dowager’s heart tightened, and she immediately approached with concern. ”Shall I have Qin Yu come check on you tomorrow?”

”No need.”

The Empress’ brows knitted slightly, refusing at once.

Although that aura on Qin Yu could ease her fatigue and stabilize her Dao Rhyme, every time she recalled the barely restrained heat in his eyes during those ’treatments,’ she couldn’t quite get used to it.

If she weren’t truly exhausted, the Empress wouldn’t want to indulge Qin Yu too much.