Lin City’s old district, within the urban village.
After paying the rent with the money he earned from boxing, Lin Qifan finally got his keys back.
He climbed the stairs to the rooftop. Tonight, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the spiritual energy concentration was suitable, making it a good time for cultivation.
Although the Pure Yang Heavenly Dao Art allowed for faster cultivation by absorbing yin energy, it didn't mean it couldn't absorb natural spiritual energy; it just absorbed it at a slower rate.
“Whoosh—”
Lin Qifan exhaled a turbid breath, and his cultivation realm broke through again!
He had now reached Foundation Establishment Fifth Level. Including the strength he gained from the Exploding Blood Pill he took earlier, he was comparable to ordinary cultivators at Foundation Establishment Seventh or Eighth Level, which meant he could easily defeat martial artists at the early Earth-rank!
Lin Qifan was about to go downstairs when his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a graceful figure in front of a window not far away.
He rubbed his eyes and looked closely.
His heart immediately pounded, and he quickly pushed off with force, leaping onto the window ledge of the building opposite. He tilted his head to observe the scene inside the dilapidated rental room.
A beautiful girl with a high ponytail, whose appearance was comparable to Tu Youqing, sat upright, allowing an old woman to comb her hair. Her dimples radiated a captivating, faint smile.
There wasn't much furniture in the room: a bed covered with tattered cotton, a poor-quality steel mosquito net, a desk with a missing corner, and various bottles and paper scraps piled in the corner.
“Grandma, eat this. It’s a chocolate candy a classmate gave me. It’s so delicious.”
Murong Xue'er picked up a piece of chocolate and offered it to her grandma.
Xue'er's Grandma pushed the chocolate to Murong Xue'er’s mouth and smiled, saying,
“Grandma can’t eat sweets, my dear. Be good and eat it yourself.”
“Grandma… just one bite, okay? Please, okay!”
“My dear…” Her grandma gently stroked Xue'er’s small head: “You are pure-hearted and beautiful. At school, you must remember, no matter what happens, don’t ever push your bangs up, understood?”
Her grandma always reminded Murong Xue'er to hide her beauty.
Because beauty, if played with wealth, power, and status, would be a fatal move.
But played alone, it was a dead end.
Xue'er’s beauty had to wait until she was capable of controlling it before it could be unleashed.
“She’s Murong Xue'er!!!”
Lin Qifan, who had been uncertain, was greatly shocked. Although he had long suspected that Murong Xue'er’s beauty was perhaps not as it appeared, he never expected her to be so stunning!
Lin Qifan couldn't help but steal another glance.
She was truly beautiful, a pure beauty like the snow on the glaciers of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Just then, Lin Qifan felt a warmth on his fingertip.
His mood instantly cooled down. The thought of his Fat Pig master’s portrait made him gag more than once.
“Disciple, you’ve broken through again, but… your speed is too slow.”
Yang Yan'er frowned, noticing that Lin Qifan was only at Foundation Establishment Fifth Level, and couldn't help but advise:
“You must always keep cultivation in mind, otherwise, when will you be able to defy destiny and achieve the supreme Dao?”
“Heh heh, you don’t need to tell me that!” Lin Qifan curled his lips.
His gaze fell on Murong Xue'er’s slightly malnourished, pretty face, and his resolve to pursue Murong Xue'er grew even stronger.
Yang Yan'er was somewhat puzzled. Why had her good disciple’s attitude become so poor?
Also, when did he start down the path of body tempering? His muscles were so large.
Never mind, never mind, there wasn't much time left before she fell back asleep.
She should just impart the next stage of cultivation techniques to her good disciple.
However, when she followed Lin Qifan’s gaze, she suddenly exclaimed in surprise:
“This girl is actually a hidden Nine Yin Holy Body!”
Hearing his master discuss Murong Xue'er, Lin Qifan subconsciously asked:
“Nine Yin Holy Body? The Nine Yin Holy Body, equivalent to my Nine Yang Saint Body?”
Yang Yan'er clicked her tongue, nodded, and said, “Indeed. Back then, your master went through immense hardship, even to the point of perishing with that evil cultivator, who was also a Nine Yin Holy Body.
The increase in strength for a Nine Yin Holy Body either comes from dual cultivation with a Nine Yang Saint Body, or through dual cultivation with multiple males. Therefore, they often carry a hint of a ‘wanton’ aura.
But this girl’s Nine Yin Holy Body is rarely in a dormant state.
Because of this, she gives off a sense of purity, and the primordial yin of this type of Nine Yin Holy Body is extremely pure.”
Lin Qifan only heard his master say that Murong Xue'er’s primordial yin was extremely pure, and then, associating it with his own Nine Yang Saint Body, his eyes gradually grew fervent.
If Murong Xue'er could cooperate with him in dual cultivation…
Lin Qifan’s heart pounded, and his pointed brain spun rapidly.
“However, for dual cultivation with a Nine Yin Holy Body to achieve great harmony, it’s best if the Nine Yin Holy Body willingly offers her primordial yin.”
Yang Yan'er pondered for a moment, then flicked out a speck of light: “Your master has not attempted dual cultivation methods and cannot give you more instructions. This contains a set of dual cultivation techniques from the Yin Yang Sect.
If you can successfully win that girl’s heart and use this technique, you will certainly be able to form a Golden Core within a short time. By then, you will be vastly different from mortals, becoming an Immortal cultivator with a Daoist title.”
After the speck of light appeared, Yang Yan'er fell back into slumber.
“Willing dual cultivation? But cultivating feelings would take too long.”
Lin Qifan clenched his fist, hardened his heart, and had an idea.
He held a silver needle and flicked it with his finger.
The grandma, who was styling Murong Xue'er’s hair, screamed and fell to the ground.
“Grandma, Grandma! What’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me…”
Murong Xue'er was greatly alarmed, her malnourished little face turned pale with fright, and large tears streamed down. The silver needle, which had quietly flown back to Lin Qifan’s hand, had been stuck in Xue'er's Grandma’s waist.
Hero saving the beauty is always the best way to win a beauty's heart.
But what if there’s no opportunity for a hero to save the beauty?
Then create an opportunity for a hero to save the beauty.
Lin Qifan’s needle just now directly caused Xue'er's Grandma to have a muscle cramp.
Now, it was his turn to make an appearance.
Knock knock knock.
“Xue'er, open the door, it’s Lin Qifan!”
However, at this moment, Murong Xue'er, whose mind was in chaos, didn't hear Lin Qifan knocking outside. She called 120, crying and asking for help.
“Damn it, if she calls 120, how am I going to show off?”
Lin Qifan heard the conversation inside the room, immediately forced the door open, and rushed in.
“Xue'er! Don’t be afraid, I’m here!”
Bursting into the room, Lin Qifan immediately began to administer aid, forcibly trying to straighten Xue'er's Grandma’s cramped arm.
Unfortunately, his pointed brain forgot that the person having the cramp was an elderly person in her seventies or eighties.
With one forceful pull, he directly fractured Xue'er's Grandma’s bone!
“Oh, my old bones, ahhh!”
Lin Qifan thought to himself that something was wrong; he had used too much force.
Murong Xue'er’s little face was deathly pale, her lips trembling, and she actually kicked Lin Qifan in the butt.
“You… you, Lin Qifan, how did you break in? Get out, what did you do to my grandma, you bastard… boo hoo hoo.”
“No, Xue'er, listen to me explain…”
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Lin Qifan was about to explain, but didn't know how to respond.
In Xue'er’s eyes, he was like a lunatic, suddenly bursting in and fracturing an old person who was having a cramp.
“I’m leaving, I’m leaving, but Xue'er, I really came to help you…”
Carefully placing Xue'er's Grandma’s arm back, Lin Qifan scrambled out the door.
It wasn’t until ten minutes later that the ambulance siren echoed throughout the urban village.
