Midnight.
Narrow Rain Lane.
Snowflakes danced around, covering the cobblestone-paved streets with a thick layer of white.
Inside the warm house.
The tenth session of fifty breaths just ended.
Just tolerate him one last ti today. Tomorrow night, tomorrow night for sure, I’ll make him pay!
Qiu Zhihe faced the wall, biting her silver tooth, making another silent vow.
"Taoist Friend Qiu, are you alright?"
Qin Gengyun noticed sothing off about Qiu Zhihe and asked softly, but got a cold reply:
"Asleep!"
"Alright, sleep then."
Seeing she was fine, Qin Gengyun was a bit relieved, and added all 30 points to his cultivation.
[Na: Qin Gengyun]
[Lifespan: 35/40]
[Cultivation: Qi Cultivation Third-Layer, 104/500]
[Skill: First-Tier Alchemist, 113/200]
[Spirit Root: Fire Series Middle Grade Spirit Root (50/1000), Ice Series Middle Grade Spirit Root (57/1000)]
The cultivation increased to 108 points, and the Ice and Fire Dual Spirit Roots each grew by 20 points.
The next day.
The sa routine continued, alchemy and self-cultivation during the day, consuming three Spirit Marrow to raise his cultivation to [Qi Cultivation Third-Layer, 110/500]
However, the dual cultivation at night ran into a bit of trouble.
Qin Gengyun suddenly discovered that tonight, the ice and fire within Qiu Zhihe’s body beca more intense once again.
After the fifth session of forty breaths, he couldn’t help but ask:
"Taoist Friend Qiu, today... it seems your ice and fire are even stronger?"
Qiu Zhihe turned her back to him, replied coldly with a hmm, and asked:
"Is there a problem?"
"No, none..."
Half a shichen later.
Qin Gengyun smiled wryly at Qiu Zhihe, saying, "Maybe we should rest for a day tomorrow."
Qiu Zhihe turned around: "Not feeling well?"
Could it be she didn’t suppress the Profound Ice and Li Fire Technique earlier and hurt him?
"No."
Qin Gengyun felt a bit embarrassed, whispered:
"Just feeling a little exhausted physically."
Qiu Zhihe suddenly leaned closer, scaring Qin Gengyun: "Taoist Friend Qiu, not today!"
But Qiu Zhihe made no move, just looked carefully at his face.
In the darkness, her eyes seed concerned, even her cold voice softened:
"Really okay?"
"I’m fine, really."
Qin Gengyun then realized his wife was concerned about him, and he smiled:
"Don’t worry, Taoist Friend Qiu, just a little tired. A day of rest will do."
Their brows almost touched, Qiu Zhihe was startled, quickly pulled back, and turned away sowhat flustered.
"Sleep."
"Okay."
Qin Gengyun was a bit puzzled, not knowing what was going on with her.
A mont later, Qiu Zhihe’s breathing beca steady, and Qin Gengyun brought up the attribute panel and added points again.
All 30 points were added to the cultivation.
[Na: Qin Gengyun]
[Lifespan: 35/40]
[Cultivation: Qi Cultivation Third-Layer, 140/500]
[Skill: First-Tier Alchemist, 113/200]
[Spirit Root: Fire Series Middle Grade Spirit Root (70/1000), Ice Series Middle Grade Spirit Root (77/1000)]
He needed to adjust the cultivation rhythm, with the optimal number of tis being five per day. This way, each day would yield only 15 points from dual cultivation.
The efficiency of dual cultivation decreased, necessitating compensation through self-cultivation.
Over the past few days, three pieces of Spirit Marrow were used daily, enhancing 6 points in cultivation.
From tomorrow, six Spirit Marrow would be used daily, increasing 12 points through self-cultivation, ensuring a rise to the Qi Cultivation Fourth-Layer in just over ten days.
The Pavilion Master should still be investigating the matter of those two hundred bags of Clear Wind Powder, and he felt uneasy without rapid cultivation advancent.
One piece of Spirit Marrow cost ten Spirit Stones, and the 700 Spirit Stones he recently earned would likely be spent entirely on this.
However, more Spirit Stones can be earned again; cultivation is what truly matters.
Qin Gengyun turned slightly, looking at Qiu Zhihe beside him.
Only with enough strength can he protect the ones he holds dear.
...
Is he really okay?
Could he truly be injured by my Profound Ice and Li Fire?
Xia Qinglian, you’ve been so self-absorbed in your rage, what if his foundations are damaged?
At this mont, Qiu Zhihe was also not asleep, her mind swirling with thoughts, heart filled with self-reproach.
No, I have to find a way to replenish him!
...
...
a.m.
In a room diagonally opposite Qin Gengyun’s residence.
Snow whirled outside, while inside was as warm as spring.
Three male cultivators lay sprawled on a bed, Zhao Yi’s fingers plugged into Qian Er’s nostrils, Qian Er gripping Sun San’s vital parts, and Sun San’s toes in Zhao Yi’s mouth.
They were sleeping soundly.
Since being subdued by the red-haired senior, they followed her instructions, no longer robbing or killing.
Fortunately, they had saved a lot of Spirit Stones during their ti at the Blood Pill Sect from looting, so they didn’t need to worry about living expenses for now.
With snowfall starting these past few days, the senior hadn’t summoned them, and the trio spent their ti listening to music at Yihong House, then returning to sleep soundly at night, enjoying a carefree life.
Suddenly, they woke with a shock, crying out in pain.
"Senior, the senior finally summons us!"
"It hurts, oh it hurts! Senior, I thought you forgot about us, waaa..."
"Senior, I’m coming to your side right away, awoooo!"
Their wails seed to carry a hint of excitent, like abandoned dogs called once more by their master.
An incense stick ti later.
Willow Smoke Lane.
"Senior, I’ve missed you so much! You’re my goddess!"
"Senior, I’ve finally seen you again!"
"Senior, no, goddess, your shoes are dirty, let lick them for you."
"Get lost Zhao Yi, it’s my turn to lick, not yours!"
"Let’s duel, to see who’s worthy to lick the goddess senior’s shoes!"
The three robed n jostled for position, kneeling in front of the tall red-haired female cultivator; their devotion was imnse, nearly coming to blows to win the privilege of licking her shoes.
"Noisy!"
The red-haired female cultivator coldly snorted, raised her hand slightly, and the three of them fell to the ground, wailing and rolling in the snow.
"rcy, senior, we dare not make noise again!"
The trio begged amidst the cries, and the red-haired female cultivator finally withdrew her divine power.
The three robed n knelt again, respectfully asking:
"Senior, what are your instructions?"
"I need the best quality Spirit Flesh, like that Spiritual Mastiff at you fetched last ti... procure it for by 5 a.m. today."
The red-haired female cultivator’s voice was ethereal, yet her words sounded sowhat odd, like a housewife shopping for at at a market.
"Yes! Rest assured, senior, we will fetch it for you by tomorrow!"
The trio imdiately agreed.
The red-haired female cultivator paused and added:
"I need this kind of Spirit Flesh daily."
"Yes, yes!"
The trio kowtowed in affirmation, and upon raising their heads, the red-haired female cultivator was already gone.
Zhao Yi appeared troubled: "High-grade Spirit Flesh is quite hard to obtain; should we steal a Spiritual Mastiff again? How many Spiritual Mastiffs can Yunling Town possibly have?"
Qian Er rubbed his chin: "What do you think the senior needs so much Spirit Flesh for? To eat herself?"
Zhao Yi shook his head: "If it were for herself, she wouldn’t need so much."
Qian Er speculated: "Could the senior already be married, and she’s gathering Spirit Flesh for her husband?"
Zhao Yi and Sun San looked at him simultaneously, sneering:
"Could soone as goddess-like as the senior possibly do kitchen chores for soone else?"
Qian Er also realized his guess was absurd, hurriedly raised his voice: "It was presumptuous of , senior forgive! We will secure the high-grade Spirit Flesh for you!"
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