Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Chapter 505: Chapter 223: Refusing to Join! Too Proud!_3

”Really? Does the effect of dual cultivation also relate to one’s mindset?”

”Of course it does. The more invested both parties are, the happier they are, the stronger the nurturing effect of mutual spiritual qi becomes. Also, if it’s the first time both are using this cultivation method, the result is better. Basically, you shouldn’t hold back. Just go with what feels good, it’s all quite normal.”

”That’s true. If you hide and cover up, you just end up seeming awkward. When both sides willingly agree, why can’t it be upfront?”

The cultivators chattered away.

Yuchi stayed silent, munching on his snacks, but hearing this, he remembered Han Meiren. He’d been with Han Meiren twice, but had taken elixirs to suppress his spiritual qi beforehand, so he hadn’t noticed any improvement in his cultivation level.

Likewise, Han Meiren didn’t show any unusual increase in spiritual qi, suggesting it’s about the activity level of the spiritual qi. The less active it is, the poorer the effect.

”While others take things to increase spiritual qi activity, I suppress mine.”

Yuchi imagined a terrifying scenario. If two top-tier cultivators engaged in dual cultivation, what would it be like? It might be earth-shattering, a flick of the waist creating a chasm in the sky!

Thinking of this, he felt slightly tempted. This kind of thing is addictive once you start. His relationship with Han Meiren wasn’t particularly good, not even reaching a friendship, yet it ended with him falling for her...

And now, he even quite missed her.

”Ah, men.” Yuchi pondered to himself, considering that next time he met Han Meiren, he’d have to show her his prowess.

Eating, drinking, and chatting.

It was all quite relaxed.

As the conversation grew more colorful, discussing things like ”inverted hooks,” Yuchi left. Not out of disdain, but because without Han Ming beside him, the teasing was just frustratingly unfulfilling.

Forget it.

He strolled back leisurely to the inn, with just a day or two left before he had to leave.

...

At one point, Yuchi sat in the room, sipping tea, marveling at how many cultivators came this time. He also noted that aside from their powerful prowess, they weren’t much different from mortals — experiencing the same emotions, laughter, and sorrow.

Only moments ago, he saw a male cultivator get slapped in public; the female disciple ran off crying, holding her face, while the male disciple knelt on the ground, reaching out. As this unfolded, another male cultivator with two female cultivators passed by, heading to the nearby inn.

”Others may say city folks know how to have fun, but you cultivators really take it to another level.”

There was a knock at the door.

”Sect Leader Senior Brother!” came the voices of the disciples from the sect.

”Come in.”

The door opened and closed, as five masked disciples entered. Their appearances were hidden, but they seemed quite amazed and intrigued. They chatted excitedly with their Sect Leader Senior Brother, describing the abundant and powerful rewards of the upcoming competition.

Yuchi knew about these things, and after the disciples finished their excited chatter, he reminded them, ”Let’s approach this competition calmly. We should strive for what we can, but there’s no rush. Some things are beyond our current reach; take it slow.”

”Uh-huh!”

The disciples agreed.

There was a brief silence before Shen Qinghan glanced at her fellow disciples, hesitated a bit, but then looked at her Sect Leader Senior Brother with curiosity, ”How about your talent, Sect Leader Senior Brother?”

”My talent?” Yuchi was curious too, smiling in confusion over his disciple’s sudden question.

”Well... while we were wandering outside, we seemed to notice many talented individuals, and we saw quite a few powerful cultivators arriving in pairs and groups for this grand immortal competition.”

”So, we really want to know about your talents, Sect Leader Senior Brother.”

This question intrigued not only the young Shen Qinghan but also the other four disciples who eagerly looked at Yuchi, thinking that their Sect Leader Senior Brother must have exceptional talent, or perhaps his talent wasn’t initially that remarkable, but he cultivated slowly to where he is now as he rejuvenated!

”Uh... if I say I have no talent, would you believe it?” Yuchi asked with a smile.

The disciples burst into laughter without hesitation. Their Sect Leader Senior Brother was truly amusing to say such jokes. Regardless of his talent level, he was still their Sect Leader Senior Brother, and they were just a bit curious.

”Sect Leader Senior Brother, can we go out together?”

”We?” Yuchi was surprised.

”Yeah, I saw the other sect leaders taking their disciples out, and you should take us out for a stroll as well. Otherwise, when we go out just the five of us, something feels missing.”