Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1440 - 908: Life and Death Prosperity Path, Lifespan

Actually, that’s not wrong, but the fact that Yu Qingyi could cultivate plants without Spiritual Energy isn’t just because of her Wood Attribute; it’s very likely that at that ti, she had already comprehended the Path of Life.

Perhaps it was just a tiny bit of the Path of Life, almost negligible.

But it was a seed, and after decades of relentless cultivation, this seed began to germinate and grow for Yu Qingyi.

Now, this seemingly negligible Path of Life has finally been noticed by Yang Zhenshan.

If Yang Zhenshan hadn’t comprehended the Path of Life and Death Prosperity, he wouldn’t have discovered that Yu Qingyi possessed the Path of Life.

Wood serves as a vessel of life, embodying the essence of "life," the starting point of all things budding.

And because the Path of Life and Death Prosperity encompasses the Path of Life, Yang Zhenshan could imdiately see the uniqueness of Yu Qingyi.

The Lifespan of a Golden Body Realm Martial Artist is similar to that of a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator, both around three hundred years.

Because Yu Qingyi had long comprehended the Path of Life, her vitality was strong and her Lifespan was prolonged by subtle influence, which is also a normal situation.

It’s just that Yang Zhenshan had never thought about this before. He always felt that he was stronger than Yu Qingyi, that as an Immortal Cultivator, his Lifespan should exceed Yu Qingyi’s.

Yang Zhenshan described his discovery in detail, also explaining the differences and connections between the Path of Life and Death Prosperity and the Path of Life.

It was just that he had only recently comprehended the Path of Life and Death Prosperity, his understanding was very limited, so Yu Qingyi listened in a haze, not quite understanding.

"Simply put, you inherently possess the Path of Life. This seed has already been planted, so in the future, you can focus on cultivating and comprehending in this direction!"

Yang Zhenshan concluded.

Yu Qingyi was thoughtful, "Life, life!"

"Is that so? But why can’t I feel anything?"

Yang Zhenshan chuckled, "Take it slow, the Dao Rhy is within you, you just haven’t discovered it yet."

Yu Qingyi cald herself to comprehend a while longer, but still felt nothing.

"Forget it, I’ll just let it be!"

Her mindset was very good now, peaceful, serene, unhurried, unperturbed, going with the flow, proceeding step by step.

All this ti, she was under Yang Zhenshan’s protection. She would diligently cultivate, but in her heart, she didn’t have that urgent feeling for obtaining power.

In fact, in her mind, her cultivation was not as important as Yang Zhenshan’s safety. As long as Yang Zhenshan was safe, her cultivation could stagnate and it wouldn’t matter.

Perhaps it was precisely this mindset that allowed her cultivation to continue to progress steadily.

"It seems your gain this ti in seclusion was significant!" Yu Qingyi’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Yang Zhenshan.

Yang Zhenshan held her by the waist, proudly saying, "Of course, your husband is quite skilled!"

Yu Qingyi gave him a sidelong glance and burst into laughter.

Such boastful and shaless words could only co from Yang Zhenshan’s mouth.

"Shall I see firsthand the prowess of my husband?"

Yang Zhenshan raised an eyebrow, "How do you want to witness it?"

As he spoke, he straightened his waist.

Feeling a certain indescribable object, Yu Qingyi’s cheeks flushed, "Don’t talk nonsense!"

"We’ve been together for a century, what are you shy about?" Yang Zhenshan’s hands beca restless, wandering over her soft waist.

"It’s broad daylight, don’t fool around!"

"What’s wrong with dayti? You can see more clearly during the day!"

"Aren’t you supposed to be cultivating Divine Skills?" Yu Qingyi reminded him.

"No rush, I’ll take care of my lady first!" Yang Zhenshan said, holding Yu Qingyi, disappearing from the orchard in a flash.

As for where they went?

Naturally, they went to a place with no one around.

The Spirit Source Land is vast, and there are many places without people.

The sky as the roof and the earth as the shelter, mountains as the screen and trees as the curtain.

In the misty clouds and rainy hills, she rests watching the Milky Way, pillow under the moon apart.