Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

Chapter 373 - 371: Myriad Scriptures Hall

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Returning to Huayang Hall.

The group of beloved concubines still couldn’t calm their hearts, especially Lin Shuishui and Zhao Mengli, who kept chattering non-stop.

During the banquet, they had held back with great difficulty.

They were unaware of how many envious glances had landed on them.

Without a doubt, they were like stepping up to the sky in one leap!

The most important thing was, Qin Yu’s attitude towards them hadn’t changed at all; he still pampered them in the same way.

After this, naturally, they celebrated well.

In the end, as expected, it was Yan Yu who held on, being a Flame Guard.

Qin Yu gently stroked the fluffy rabbit ears, feeling instantly physically and mentally happy.

"You wouldn’t be thinking about Bai Yaoyin, would you?"

Seeing him still so fired up, Yan Yu asked involuntarily.

She was no longer the naive little rabbit she used to be!

After all, coming from the Flame Guard, pure yet with unparalleled keen insight was merely her basic skill.

"Her?"

"Indeed quite good, but still not worthy of my husband’s concern."

Qin Yu lightly lifted the little rabbit’s tail.

Born with a seductive bone, paired with a pure and unparalleled angelic face... it was indeed very alluring.

However, Qin Yu could sense, amidst the fervor, there was also a hint of coldness that kept people at a distance.

Heh!

She merely wanted to use me.

Even though the Empress didn’t explicitly state the abilities he possessed, with such a low realm, it was apparent he had advantages in other areas.

Of course, going to the Carefree Pavilion wasn’t impossible, after all, there were benefits to it.

Although the Empress granted quite a few resources, without permission, he still couldn’t rashly use them on his beloved concubines.

All in all, he still had to earn it himself!

"You... still say no!"

In the next moment, the little rabbit’s body suddenly stiffened, reproaching loudly, turned around, and looked pleadingly at Qin Yu.

However, those aggrieved eyes felt like a shot of adrenaline.

Well then... let’s speed up cultivation.

Ever since the root bone improved, Sect Leader Su Xihe and Liu Zixiao were already on the verge of breakthrough.

On the Phoenix Carriage, due to resource constraints, the two did not choose to break through, but after arriving in the Spiritual Qi filled Huayang Hall, they could choose to retreat and charge at the Lotus Platform Realm whenever they wished.

Yan Yu gradually recognized Qin Yu’s role as Dao Companion, and after sharing several nights of hardship together, he naturally grew closer to the other beloved concubines.

Only...

Qin Yu seemed particularly fond of the little rabbit’s ears and tail, sharing wood but not a shared steel.

Noticing Su Xihe and Liu Zixiao were about to break through, Yan Yu meticulously explained to them the precautions needed for breaking through the Lotus Platform.

Qin Yu, Su Xiyue, Leng Ruyu also listened attentively.

However, deep inside Qin Yu’s heart, there remained some confusion.

Are all cultivators in this world at the Lotus Platform Realm?!

Could it be there truly is no concept of the Nascent Soul?

Qin Yu kept feeling that something was amiss, yet now he couldn’t find the answer. He needed to seek this out.

The next day.

Qin Yu, guided by Yan Yu, arrived at the Myriad Scriptures Hall within the Imperial Palace.

This is the benefit of having a Flame Guard by one’s side; extremely familiar with the palace’s environment and layout, and since the Empress hadn’t revoked her Flame Guard status, she could still meet the Emperor anytime, which allowed unobstructed passage within the palace.

Myriad Scriptures Hall.

Though called "Myriad", the number of its books far exceeds this, even the books in a corner surpass this quantity.

Myriad, signifies all-encompassing, everything under the sun.

Qin Yu took out the Divine Jade bestowed by the Empress, passing without hindrance.

The internal structure of Myriad Scriptures Hall was elegantly ordered, divided into five major main halls, with the central hall divided into three layers.

Qin Yu, holding the status of Tributor, enjoyed privileges, nearly able to peruse every scroll within the Myriad Scriptures Hall.

Only the third layer was reserved for high-level royalty, there seemed to exist core secrets inside.

Following Yan Yu’s guidance, Qin Yu did not waste time elsewhere and directly headed to the first layer of the main central hall.

Perhaps there were books about the Ten Great Innate Sacred Bodies in other places, yet today there was certainly no time to look for them. Another day, when opportunity presents itself, he shall come again.

As long as he held the Tributor status here, no one would stop him from entering the Myriad Scriptures Hall.

Very soon, Qin Yu found the classics describing the Lotus Platform Realm and Foundation Establishment Realm.

The general content within them was almost identical to what Yan Yu had explained, Yan Yu even explained in more detail.

Without exception, none of these books contained any record on the "Nascent Soul".

Lotus Platform Realm, nearly the same throughout, most cultivate the Lotus Platform, comprehend Heaven and Earth Dao Rhyme, and use it for oneself.

Moreover, there is Foundation Establishment...

Qin Yu felt that the cultivators of this world seemed to have taken a unique path.

Only, whether this path could lead to the supreme other side is yet an unknown number.

"Could it be that... heritage was severed?"

Thoughts drifted back to that night upon first arriving in the Imperial Capital; Qin Yu involuntarily recalled the shocking scene witnessed inside the Ancient Divine Bell.

That gruesome battlefield, and those last tremendous figures.

To ensure the human race’s bloodline could continue and survive, the sages poured their heart into it, even forging divine artifacts with Divine Soul, thereby sheltering the human race, giving them a place to thrive.

Subsequently, Qin Yu skimmed through some related books momentarily, didn’t linger there.

After all, no merit, no reward.

Qin Yu wasn’t greedily selecting the better cultivation techniques for his beloved concubines.

No rush, with their current root bone, Earth Level cultivation techniques are already sufficient, wait for achievements in the future, then plead for cultivation techniques won’t be late.

...

Imperial Study.

"I understand, henceforth such trivial matters need not be reported."

The Empress ended a Flame Guard’s transmission, indifferent.

Since she bestowed on Qin Yu the status of Tributor, some due respect must naturally be given.

"Yan Zhi."

The Empress pressed her fingertips on the memorials on the desk, hesitated a moment in speech, then gently called.

In the shadows, a figure silently emerged.

"What’s the situation in Purple Mist Hall’s territory?"

Upon hearing, Yan Zhi’s expression was grave: "Yan Lin has already rushed to Purple Mist Hall territory, confirming the Hall Master’s true demise, yet the culprit hasn’t been found."

"Has the situation further deteriorated?"

The Empress slightly furrowed her delicate brows, her words straightforwardly targeting the key point.

"The out-of-control area has already spread across a hundred miles in width."

Yan Zhi paused slightly, his voice deep as he continued: "Although Yan Lin has laid down heavy arrays, temporarily curbing the situation, the creatures within that area fear..."

The Empress’s deep eyes flashed with a sharp light that vanished in an instant, casting a layer of indescribable gloom over her face.

The Hall Master, was personally appointed by the Great Yan Royal Family.

Such conduct is tantamount to challenging the authority of the Great Yan Royal Family!

With a wave of her hand, the Empress unfolded a map, connecting the position of the Purple Mist Hall with three other red dots, immediately showing a solemn expression.

This... is a grand game set up long ago!

"Within three days, I want a result."

Speaking, a terrifying aura swept forth from the Empress’s body.




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