Cultivation: Starting with a Dual Cultivation Technique at the Immortal Rank

104: Chapter 14 Zhu YunyaoThe attire of a Qingyun Sect Core Disciple was already well-fitting, but on her, it didn’t conceal a thing; instead, it perfectly outlined her extreme curves, looking as though it might burst at the seams at any moment.

The massive fullness of her chest pushed her lapels high, forming two breathtakingly majestic peaks whose sheer scale made Li Yifei wonder how she even maintained her balance.

In stark contrast to her astounding bust was her slender waist, which could be spanned by a single hand, tracing a heart-stoppingly perfect curve that extended downward to her pert, rounded hips, which were filled with a sense of explosive power.

She just stood there casually, needing to do nothing at all to act like a powerful magnet, radiating invisible hormones and frantically drawing the gaze of every male.

This wasn’t a woman at all, but a walking lethal weapon!

”Core Disciple Zhu Yunyao greets Senior Brother Li.”

The silver-haired woman spoke; her voice held a unique rasp and magnetism, unlike the crisp or delicate tones of ordinary women, but rather like a cup of strong liquor—fiery, burning, and able to sear straight into one’s heart.

She simply cupped her fists in a brief salute, yet her eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, scanned Li Yifei aggressively and without reservation, as if she wanted to see through him completely.

”Junior Sister Zhu, please have a seat.”

Li Yifei wore a gentle smile, but in his heart, he held this woman in even higher regard.

Interesting.

In all this time, she was the first woman who dared to look him directly in the eye, even with a hint of scrutiny.

This level of courage was far beyond that of an ordinary woman.

Zhu Yunyao didn’t stand on ceremony, sitting down boldly on the stone stool across from Li Yifei. Her majestic bust swayed slightly with the movement, creating a turbulent wave.

After sitting, she didn’t speak, still staring at Li Yifei with that oppressive gaze, as if engaged in a silent contest.

Li Yifei remained composed, personally pouring a cup of spirit tea for her with movements as smooth as flowing water, elegant and poised.

”Junior Sister Zhu, you must be exhausted after your long period of tempering outside. This ’cloud mist spirit tea’ has the effect of calming the mind and soul; why don’t you try some?” He gently pushed the teacup toward Zhu Yunyao with a smile.

Zhu Yunyao’s gaze slowly moved down from Li Yifei’s face to his well-defined, steady, and powerful hands, a flicker of brilliance flashing in her eyes.

She didn’t touch the tea but instead leaned forward slightly, resting her upper body on the stone table, a movement that made the scenery of her chest even more heart-stopping.

She folded her hands under her chin, her lips curling into a playful smile.

”Senior Brother Li, let’s not beat around the bush.” She got straight to the point, her voice not loud but resonant. ”I rushed back from outside this time specifically for you.”

”Oh?” Li Yifei raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. ”For me? What virtue or ability do I have to make Junior Sister Zhu so concerned?”

”There’s no need for modesty, Senior Brother Li.” Zhu Yunyao scoffed, her flamboyant face full of confidence.

”You can mass-produce Foundation Establishment Cultivators on Yifei Peak, and even help someone like the Eldest Senior Sister with her Heavenly Spiritual Root reach the heavens in a single bound to form a High Grade Golden Core. Such heaven-defying methods are unheard of in the entire Qingyun Sect—no, in the entire cultivation world.”

Her gaze grew burning: ”I, Zhu Yunyao, with an Earthly Spiritual Root, have been stuck at Qi Refining Perfection for five whole years.”

”During this time, I tried every auxiliary Medicinal Pill provided by the Sect, went into secluded cultivation three times, and even risked my life to hunt First-Order Peak Yao Beasts to temper myself, yet that threshold remains as solid as rock.”

At this, a trace of resentment and ruthlessness flashed in her eyes: ”I can feel that my accumulation is sufficient and my spiritual energy is refined to the extreme, but I just cannot find that spark of a Breakthrough opportunity! I refuse to accept this!”

”I, Zhu Yunyao, believe my talent is second to none, and my Heart-Nature far exceeds those flowers in the greenhouse. Why should I be blocked by this threshold until my Lifespan is exhausted and I turn into a handful of yellow earth?”

Her voice became more and more agitated, and the wild aura about her grew increasingly violent, like a long-caged beast roaring frantically.

Li Yifei listened quietly without interrupting.

He knew this was the venting of her Dao Heart. It was all the resentment and unwillingness accumulated by a Genius who had fought her way up from the bottom when faced with a Bottleneck of fate.

It wasn’t until Zhu Yunyao’s emotions calmed slightly and she looked at him with somewhat hurried breathing that Li Yifei finally spoke.

”So, Junior Sister Zhu believes I can help you?”

”I don’t just believe it; I’m certain,” Zhu Yunyao said decisively.

”I never believe in free lunches. If you help them, you must have an ulterior motive. I don’t care what you’re after—whether it’s Spirit Stones, resources, or... people.”

She puffed out her proud chest, her eyes filled with wild temptation and frankness: ”I, Zhu Yunyao, am all alone with no attachments. What I lack least is myself.”

”As long as you can help me reach Foundation Establishment, I, Zhu Yunyao—including my very life—will be yours from now on!”

These words were spoken bluntly, boldly, and even somewhat crudely.

But Li Yifei could hear her determination and courage in them.

This was a clever woman. She was very clear about her strengths and weaknesses, and she understood that to get something, one must give something.

Rather than being evasive and playing hypocritical games of testing the waters, it was better to lay her cards on the table and engage in the most primal and effective transaction.

”’Yours,’ indeed.” Li Yifei couldn’t help but clap and chuckle. He looked at Zhu Yunyao, his eyes full of appreciation. ”Junior Sister Zhu is indeed a straightforward person; I like it.”

His tone shifted as he also leaned forward slightly. An invisible pressure slowly radiated out, meeting Zhu Yunyao’s aggressive aura: ”However, Junior Sister Zhu seems to have misunderstood one thing.”

Zhu Yunyao’s brow furrowed: ”Oh? I’m all ears.”

”I, Li Yifei, never make a losing deal.” Li Yifei’s smile was gentle, but his gaze became sharp. ”You say you can give everything, but in my eyes, how much is your ’everything’ worth?”

He held up a finger and shook it gently: ”A cultivation of Qi Refining Perfection? The talent of an Earthly Spiritual Root? Good looks and a fine figure? To an ordinary Cultivator, these might be treasures they dream of. But to me...”

He chuckled, his tone carrying a faint yet heart-palpitating arrogance: ”...it’s not enough.”

Zhu Yunyao’s expression changed for the first time.

The confidence and flamboyance on her face instantly froze, replaced by a look of disbelief.