Since even Leng Ruyu can enjoy all the benefits brought by the Warm Current, isn’t it only fair to consider my own elder sister as well?!
Besides, Su Xihe is already at Golden Core Peak. If she can elevate her Root Bone to Dao Bone, she’ll likely break through to Lotus Platform Realm before I do.
As long as Elder Sister reaches the Lotus Platform, the threat from Hundred Sword Sect will be nothing to worry about!
Though I don’t know how Hundred Sword Sect Leader, Jian Hai, managed to break into the Lotus Platform Realm, it’s clear that his Root Bone is only Top Grade Spirit Bone.
Otherwise, how could he not have grasped Dao Rhy yet?!
The Root Bone above Spirit Bone is called Dao Bone, and there are good reasons for this.
Su Xiyue was lost in thought.
How should she explain this to Elder Sister?
Perhaps, letting Elder Sister witness the effect for herself would be best!
While Su Xiyue was pondering, Qin Yu had already soothed his little wives and made his way to the Sect Leader’s Cave Mansion.
The Sect Leader was currently healing inside the inner chamber.
"Master Liu, is Sect Leader badly injured?"
Seeing Liu Zixiao co out with furrowed brows, Qin Yu asked sowhat anxiously.
After all, he had seen the Sect Leader cough up blood right on the spot.
That indicated the injuries were extrely severe, even to the point of being uncontrollable—hence the involuntary blood spitting.
"Sigh."
Liu Zixiao let out a soft sigh, that sigh seeming to bear the weight of the world. She didn’t directly reveal the details of Su Xihe’s injuries, but instead earnestly said to Qin Yu, "You just focus on cultivating. The future of Cyan Mountain Sect will rely on you and Xiyue together."
She had examined things thoroughly earlier and could only say—the situation was truly grim.
Using one’s blood essence to power a Talisman can certainly amplify its power, but it’s no different from gambling with one’s life—it’s equivalent to burning one’s lifespan!
Moreover, during the fight, Su Xihe suffered repeated backlash and took severe injuries...
Whether these wounds will ever heal is hard to say!
Even if recovery is possible, it will take extensive ti and nurturing.
Afterwards, Liu Zixiao prepared a dicated bath for Qin Yu, then sat nearby in ditation.
Qin Yu didn’t ask further, but cald his mind and started cultivating.
Though Hundred Sword Sect left in defeat this ti, it’s hard to say they won’t return for revenge.
It’s only a matter of ti.
So, as night fell, he hurried back to his own cave.
He wanted to quickly improve both his Root Bone and Pure Yang Divine Body!
Which ant, just like in Lin Xian City, he’d have to put his little wives through so hardship again.
In addition, he needed to co up with a way to provoke his beautiful Mistress and quickly raise his Romantic Point score.
Lin Qianqian was tornted thoroughly.
She actually provided eight Fla Points.
Qin Yu stopped at a sensible point, making sure she wasn’t overly exhausted.
The little wife had always wondered—before she could manage on her own...
How co, now, with even all three of them together, they still couldn’t handle Qin Yu?!
Off to the side, Zhao ngli had already fallen into a deep sleep, and only Yin Qinghe still had so strength left.
Ever since following Qin Yu, the beautiful Mistress had beco noticeably more radiant.
And even more alluring than before.
Especially those watery, peach blossom eyes; even a slight glimr could make Qin Yu burn with desire.
When he seized her foot again, Yin Qinghe’s delicate body trembled lightly. She couldn’t help but say, "You should spend more of your ti cultivating..."
"Does Master think raising my Root Bone isn’t important?"
Qin Yu didn’t let go, but instead held her foot, carefully...
...observing.
"Hmm?"
Yin Qinghe thought she’d misheard, but after thinking, this rebellious disciple really did call her "Master".
He’s been doing this a lot lately.
She bit her lip lightly, her gaze misty as she stared at the disobedient disciple, suddenly saying, "You... are you making a move on your own master?"
"Mistress, what are you talking about?" Qin Yu looked genuinely confused.
Yet, Yin Qinghe beca even more convinced.
This rebellious disciple definitely has bad intentions!
"That’s the Lord of the Immortal Sect, how could you..."
Halfway through, Yin Qinghe suddenly stopped talking.
After all, the Lord of the Immortal Sect’s own sister, the First Fairy, had already fallen for him.
Though he always waited until she was sound asleep to co over, she’d already awakened her Spiritual Power and could still sense when soone entered or left the cave.
"Mistress, you should worry more about yourself!"
After stroking her foot again, Qin Yu scooped up his beautiful Mistress and walked over to the window.
"What are you doing this ti?"
Yin Qinghe was confused, but she didn’t resist, only murmured, "I’m already a bit worn out..."
The next mont, though, Qin Yu opened the window wide.
"It’s stuffy inside, let’s get so air."
Or so Qin Yu said.
He set his beautiful Mistress down on the windowsill.
At first, Yin Qinghe didn’t realize the gravity of the situation, but very soon, she understood what he was planning.
At this hour, it’s quite likely that the First Fairy is about to arrive.
Instantly, she tensed, braced her hands against his chest, and pleaded, "Let down."
Qin Yu didn’t listen.
He mumbled to himself, "Today, even the Sect Leader is severely injured—I wonder if the Saintess will bring her along later..."
Imdiately, those peach blossom eyes of Yin Qinghe shone with both deep fear and... just a hint of...
...excitent?!
"S-sect Leader... she’s coming too?"
Her voice trembled, obviously she was overwheld with nerves.
"Yeah, didn’t you see? Even the Sect Leader coughed up blood. If she’s not healed in ti, there could be lasting damage."
Qin Yu sighed quietly.
"Then you handle her yourself. C’mon, let go."
Even with little strength left, Yin Qinghe still did her best to push Qin Yu away.
She couldn’t imagine, as Qin Yu’s Mistress, if both the Saintess and the Sect Leader walked in and saw her being overpowered by her own disciple.
Of course, the main thing was her own Innate Sacred Body. If...
She simply couldn’t imagine it any further.
After that, how could she ever show her face again?!
She must be the first Mistress ever to be bullied this badly by her own disciple.
This damn rebellious disciple!
Not only did he offend his master, he even dared disrespect her feet.
Yin Qinghe wanted to say more, but soon, all that ca out was a soft moan.
"Mmm!..."
This rebellious disciple even dared sneak an attack!
Unforgivable.
Though she was exhausted, she leaned hard against Qin Yu’s shoulder, her voice trembling as she whispered, "Qin Yu, your disciple... Mistress begs you..."
Wuwu!~
Saying that, she actually started to cry.
At the sa ti, before Qin Yu’s eyes, it was as if an invisible force ignited—a small fla quietly blood, dancing with the rhythm of life.
[Yin Qinghe Romantic Point: 100 (Undying Devotion)]
"Bang!—"
The fla suddenly erupted into a fiercer blaze, a color deep and scorching, visibly intensifying, its flickers dispersing the surrounding darkness.
[Activated: Life Rune]
As the fla leapt joyously, tiny sparks drifted and fell, yet instead of rging into Qin Yu’s flesh, they hovered beside the fire, weaving slowly, and gradually condensed into a mysterious rune traced in pure firelight.
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