Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

As for Treasure Artifacts, Qin Yu had at least heard of them.

Though there were none in the Yunlan Domain, it was said that the Hall Master of Cyan Mist Hall possessed one.

As for what grade of Treasure Artifact it was, that remained unclear.

Within his Dantian, the Lifebound Divine Sword swam leisurely, as if basking in the morning glory of the great sun, bathed in a layer of dazzling and extraordinary radiance.

Even without channeling True Essence, its sharpness was hard to conceal; with a slight tremble, it felt as though it could easily slice through the void, utterly unstoppable.

Upon closer inspection, the sword’s body revealed faint traces of patterns resembling ancient Talismans, winding and twisting, covering every inch of the blade. It appeared especially mystical, as if golden streams were flowing gently across its surface.

Leaving aside its power, just its appearance alone was stunningly magnificent, radiant and captivating. Once revealed to the world, it would surely draw the gaze of thousands in an instant, becoming the focus of all attention—unparalleled.

The name Divine Sword seemed to be gradually manifesting.

Qin Yu was surging with excitement, itching to test the power of the Divine Sword right now. But at this moment, the Sect Leader was hugging him so tightly, as if she feared he would run away.

With no choice, he could only give up on that thought for now.

He lowered his gaze to the Sect Leader in his arms. Her breathing was long and calm, her cherry lips slightly parted, perhaps because she had... drunk too much water earlier?

They looked just a touch swollen, adding to their moist fullness, which set off her peaceful sleeping face perfectly, exuding an unadorned charm and a hint of endearing silliness.

Occasionally, her lips would move gently, as though savoring some delicious treat in her dream. Those inadvertent murmurs and smacks made Qin Yu’s heart flutter with desire.

In the end, he couldn’t restrain himself and gently stroked her smooth, delicate cheek.

So cautious, as if afraid he might break her.

"Mmm..."

In her dream, the Sect Leader seemed troubled by invisible worries. Instinctively, she reached out, trying to drive something away. Amid soft moans, her elegant brows knitted slightly, like distant mountains shrouded in mist, adding a touch of plaintive beauty that made one’s heart ache.

"Don’t want... I don’t want to... Don’t, I don’t..."

As the saying goes, what you dwell on by day becomes your dreams by night. Qin Yu had only lightly touched the Sect Leader, yet even in her unconscious murmurings—even in dreams—she instinctively resisted.

Clearly, the Sect Leader had...

Endured quite a bit of hardship.

She was just too stubborn.

Though, this couldn’t be blamed on Qin Yu.

He had wanted to tell her: there are countless paths in the world; there’s more than one way to improve Root Bone. Taking a different route could yield the same result.

But she simply wouldn’t give Qin Yu a chance to speak.

Every time she’d glare at him fiercely—honestly, looking just a bit like she was... guarding her food?!

As if saying: As the Lord of the Immortal Sect, how could she not be able to bear a little hardship?!

How could Qin Yu dare have a single word of objection? He barely even dared to breathe, for fear the Sect Leader would get offended.

Scared to bring disaster with a single word!

To improve her Root Bone, the Sect Leader truly gave it her all.

Even reminiscent of that unyielding streak she’d had as a young little immortal wife, enduring over a dozen rounds of improvement—until she couldn’t even speak clearly before finally drifting into a deep sleep.

For the next few days, Qin Yu didn’t take a single step out of the Sect Leader’s Cave Mansion.

As for his little wife, the Sect Leader made sure he sent a message, claiming to be cultivating and needing to go into seclusion for some time.

Only then did she set her mind at ease.

Mm... of course this wasn’t something the Sect Leader herself asked for!

No way!

And as for Liu Zixiao?

Good sister?

Every time she came by, she was mercilessly kicked out by the Sect Leader, treated more ruthlessly than a common thief.

How to describe this?

Hm... fiercely protective of her food!

Liu Zixiao couldn’t get into the room, but she pretty much understood what was going on.

After all, she hadn’t seen Qin Yu for days—where else could he be?

Closed-door Cultivation?

Don’t make me laugh! When had that rebellious disciple ever gone into seclusion, not even to break through to Golden Core, honestly!

Looks like... it’s done?

Just—

If she’d known the Sect Leader was so protective, she wouldn’t have hurried to play matchmaker.

Now look, she can’t even get a taste herself.

Still, Liu Zixiao had a good grasp of Qin Yu’s ability; she’d like to see how long this good sister could hoard everything for herself.

Don’t stuff yourself silly!

...

The Sect Leader was indeed exhausted.

Even so, she could tell Qin Yu was exceptionally gentle with her.

Those careful, tender motions made her look as if she were terribly fragile or something.

She was not some delicate little woman!

She, Su Xihe, was the queen—

No, the Lord of the Immortal Sect!

Although she often wore an expression of faint annoyance, her heart... was deliciously sweet.

And she seemed to rather enjoy it as well.

She quite liked being doted on like a child—just like the heroines in those storybooks.

No matter what the heroine did, the Immortal Venerable tolerated her in every way.

The only thing missing was a scene of him raging in her defense for beauty’s sake.

Otherwise, this really would be fiction come to life.

In any case, towards this rebellious disciple, as his master, she was honestly quite...

Satisfied.

Moreover, she didn’t even need to remind him anymore; this rebellious disciple wouldn’t just think about himself—he would take the initiative to deliver things to her...

Lips.

[Su Xihe Romantic Point: 40 (Never Parting)]

Qin Yu didn’t expect that even though his Sect Master teacher wouldn’t yield a single word, her Romantic Point was rising pretty fast.

Never part, never abandon.

Looks like she can’t do without this rebellious disciple anymore!

Of course, after Qin Yu poured out everything he’d learned over the past few days—

The Sect Leader gained immense benefit as well.

Most obviously, the warm current had grown, and now formed a continuous flow.

Though it was still small, it was already impressive.

Now, the pain in her brow had completely vanished, and the injuries caused by backlash were nearly healed.

How miraculous!

She’d taken plenty of high-grade Elixirs, after all, but found them all lacking.

But this warm current, while nothing seemed special when she sensed it, had incredible effects.

Not only did it heal nearly all her wounds, but after these days of improvement, her physique and her Root Bone were nearing Top Grade Spirit Bone!

Of course, all this was inseparable from the Sect Leader’s relentless efforts these days.

As the old saying goes: Only through hardship does one stand above others.

The Sect Leader, with iron will and tireless perseverance, proved to everyone: She, Su Xihe, could withstand any hardship.

Hmph.

Soon she’d catch up with that scoundrel Liu Zixiao. When the time came, she could be generous and share a little, just to prevent anyone claiming she’d forgotten sisterly affection.

But this absolutely couldn’t be found out by Su Xiyue, or she honestly wouldn’t know how to face her little sister.

To recover as soon as possible.

To obtain the Dao Bone as soon as possible.

The Sect Leader buried herself in hard work.

Worthy of being Lord of the Immortal Sect, her comprehension was extraordinary. With just a few prompts from Qin Yu, she could master every step with ease, entirely self-taught.

From unfamiliar, to graceful in speech, to finally swift and decisive.

One might say it was—

Instant mastery!