Rebirth of Cihang Jingzhai through Fragrance [Complete] - 2

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Chapter Fifteen: Bathing with Fairies

He used the words he'd uttered while reading that novel: "A fairy-like woman like Qin Mengyao is born to be married by an outstanding man. If I were Han Bai, I would never be like that fool Han Bai, pursuing that lonely and tedious Heavenly Dao. I would use every means to keep this beauty by my side and make her a wealthy lady."

Ye Tianqi was fantasizing about mastering profound martial arts and cultivating the immortal arts of the Carefree Celestial Venerable, then wooing beauties of the martial world, and even emulating Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun by having a world-shaking duel with a peerless expert.

Suddenly, Ye Tianqi felt a strong sandalwood scent waft towards him, much stronger than the sandalwood scent on An Suqing. Ye Tianqi came to his senses and realized that he had been carried to a small bamboo house. In the center of the room was an exquisite incense burner, burning sandalwood, wisps of smoke filling the room with a sandalwood fragrance. Through a screen, through the thin fabric, he could vaguely see a bed inside. The room was simply furnished, with just a few bamboo chairs and a table with teacups and other utensils.

Ye Tianqi glanced at it, thinking to himself, "I never imagined that An Suqing, with her eccentric personality, would have such a simple room."

An Suqing walked past the screen, and Ye Tianqi could now see what was behind it. There was a dressing table in front of the bed, a white gauze draped over the bed, and a neatly folded quilt.

An Suqing placed Ye Tianqi on the bed and gently stroked his face with her finger, saying, "Little darling, wait here. Auntie will prepare the water; we'll bathe together in a bit!" With that, An Suqing left for the outer room.

Lying on the bed, Ye Tianqi felt a complex mix of emotions upon hearing that An Suqing wanted to bathe with him—surprise, impulse, and curiosity. After all, in his previous life, until his accidental death, he had never seen a woman's body; he had only vaguely glimpsed Ye Xin's body.

Thinking that he would soon be bathing with the fairy-like An Suqing, Ye Tianqi, although he didn't particularly like her constantly "touching" him, was still a beautiful young woman, comparable to a fairy. He himself probably didn't believe he felt no attraction to her.

Hearing the sound of water, Ye Tianqi knew An Suqing had prepared the bath; perhaps she would come to carry him to the bath soon! Just as Ye Tianqi was thinking this, he heard footsteps getting closer.

After preparing the bathwater, An Suqing went into the inner room, picked up Ye Tianqi from the bed, and said, "Little one, come, Auntie will take you to bathe!" Then she walked outside.

At this moment, Ye Tianqi was completely at a loss for words. It wasn't until he felt a chill that he realized An Suqing had already removed his clothes and placed them aside. An Suqing looked at the chubby, fair-skinned Ye Tianqi, his delicate skin seemingly shimmering. She placed the slippery little guy in warm water. Ye Tianqi, who had been a terrible swimmer in his previous life, had a fear of water, and even in this new life, he remained afraid. As soon as he entered the water, Ye Tianqi's little hands began to thrash about, but his small body kept sinking. His frantic movements were incredibly comical, making An Suqing, who was about to remove her clothes and enter the water, giggle.

Her smile was as beautiful as a blooming flower, making Ye Tianqi momentarily stunned. However, he quickly snapped back to reality, realizing he had almost swallowed a mouthful of water in his moment of distraction. He immediately began to struggle in the water again.

An Suqing gently untied the ribbon around her waist, and the silk robe, woven from silkworm silk, slid down her smooth, jade-like, translucent skin with a graceful movement. Her waist-length hair cascaded over her graceful shoulders. Her high, firm breasts were concealed by a snow-white bodice embroidered with crimson plum blossoms, and her snow-white neck was exquisitely beautiful with delicate skin. Her two crystal-clear arms seemed to be sculpted from the most perfect jade, her waist was incredibly slender, her lower abdomen was prominent, and her long, shapely legs were smooth and powerful, clearly the result of long-term training. Her round, pert breasts parted slightly, and her plump, voluptuous buttocks were hidden beneath her long skirt, a sight that would make even other women feel ashamed.

The beauty gently lifted one of her delicate white feet and stepped into the water, followed by the other. When the water submerged her lower body, An Suqing reached out and untied the ribbon of her bodice. The embroidered bodice slipped down, and An Suqing gently caught it, placing it beside the bathtub.

Instantly, her two perfect, high breasts, as if sculpted from white jade, were revealed, their two crimson nipples like red plum blossoms in the snow. This scene was only witnessed by Ye Tianqi, the "little one" who had forgotten to struggle in the water—what a "pity."

Submerged in the water, An Suqing held Ye Tianqi, who had forgotten he was underwater, in her arms. The moment Ye Tianqi touched An Suqing's smooth, creamy skin, he snapped back to reality, enjoying this intimate contact. Looking at the fairy-like beauty in the water, Ye Tianqi couldn't help but feel a touch of smugness. Perhaps no one else but him could be so close to such a beauty! Thinking this, a smile appeared on Ye Tianqi's lips.

This smile was seen by An Suqing, who, of course, couldn't imagine that the infant in her arms possessed a mind almost as big as her own. Seeing Ye Tianqi's smile, although it was a smug smile, it wasn't the smug smile that An Suqing saw.

An Suqing felt that Ye Tianqi's smile was like that of a mischievous child. Although she felt that the way he looked at her was somewhat unusual, having grown up in the secluded Jingzhai, she had practically never been in contact with the opposite sex. Of course, she wouldn't notice the look in Ye Tianqi's eyes when he looked at her naked body—the kind of gleam a man would have when he saw a stunningly beautiful woman.

She held Ye Tianqi's small, smooth body in her arms with one hand, while the other hand gently washed his soft skin with warm water. Ye Tianqi felt An Suqing's delicate hand sliding over his small body, and a very comfortable sensation spread throughout his body where their skin touched.

Ye Tianqi's face was nestled in An Suqing's arms, her snow-white breasts pressed against his face, the smooth, soft feeling instantly intoxicating him.

He couldn't help but think: "I never imagined that such skin-to-skin contact could feel so wonderful. I wonder what it would be like to have a more intimate relationship with such a beauty."

Thinking of this, Ye Tianqi couldn't help but decide that he would definitely take such a beauty as his wife no matter what. In ancient times, wasn't it possible to have multiple wives and concubines? As long as he had the ability, he would definitely have a large harem and not let the protagonists in the novels he read have all the glory.

Chapter Sixteen: Exquisite Immortal Body .

Since Ye Tianqi had thought of all this, as a man who was exactly 18 or 19, although his current body was that of an infant, his mind was still full of fantasies about the opposite sex's body.

How could he miss such a good opportunity? His little mouth kissed An Suqing's smooth, soft breasts back and forth. An Suqing felt that the little guy in her arms was very restless, and her breasts were being rubbed very uncomfortably.

Watching the little guy fussing over her like a little bear, she didn't think much of it, assuming it was just a normal reaction for a child. Once she had washed the little guy's body almost clean, she started splashing water on herself with one hand. Since she bathed every day, her body was unlikely to get dirty, and the glistening water droplets immediately slid down her smooth skin into the water. Ye Tianqi also pretended to be a child, using his chubby little hands to scoop up a little water and sprinkle it on An Suqing's body, mimicking An Suqing's actions.

At first, An Suqing didn't think anything of it, but after a while, she realized that Ye Tianqi's actions were exactly the same as the ones she had just used to bathe him, and she was surprised. She couldn't help but say, "Little Tianqi is so smart, he even helps his auntie bathe! Come, let your auntie give you a kiss." As she spoke, An Suqing kissed Ye Tianqi's little face. Ye Tianqi thought to himself, "Thank goodness it wasn't on my lips, otherwise my first kiss would have been lost so early. Although it was lost to such a beautiful woman, I might still feel a little regretful, since I don't think I was the one who initiated it."

An Suqing saw that she didn't have anything left to wash, so she got out of the water, and Ye Tianqi was held in her arms. This time, he could clearly see the beauty of the woman's entire body.

An Suqing used a towel placed aside to dry the water droplets on Ye Tianqi's body first, and then placed him on her clothes. She then used the same towel to dry herself. Ye Tianqi lay there facing An Suqing, taking in all her charm.

Her breasts, shimmering with a blush, her perfect slender waist... Her flat, rounded abdomen, but what truly captivated Ye Tianqi was the pubic area between her long, slender legs. A faint, red slit appeared amidst the dark pubic hair, and glistening droplets of moisture slid down the curled hair. Further down were her exquisite lotus feet, her toes like freshly washed jade, translucent and white.

Just as Ye Tianqi was lost in the boundless allure emanating from An Suqing's perfect body, An Suqing had already picked up her bodice and put it on. The pure white silk bodice immediately covered the three most alluring points of her body, then she put on her plain white underpants. Her perfectly sculpted body, nurtured by the essence of heaven and earth, was now completely covered.

An Suqing... Her long, black, silky hair swung behind her, and in that instant, her allure captivated Ye Tianqi. An Suqing, her bare, snow-white feet touching the ground, walked to Ye Tianqi's side, picked him up, and gently tapped his cheek, saying, "Little one, let's go rest."

She went into the inner room and placed Ye Tianqi on the bed. As the quilt was unfolded, Ye Tianqi immediately smelled a delicate fragrance—was this the scent of a beautiful woman? Just as Ye Tianqi was thinking this, he felt a smooth body slide into the quilt, and his small body was held in someone's arms. Without a word, Ye Tianqi knew it was An Suqing. At this moment, Ye Tianqi could smell a fragrance emanating from her, mixed with the sandalwood scent he had smelled before. Holding Ye Tianqi in An Suqing's arms, he had to endure her gentle patting and soothing him to sleep.

Needless to say, Ye Tianqi was incredibly uncomfortable. If he were an innocent infant, it wouldn't be so bad, but he possessed the consciousness of an adult. How could a man sleep peacefully in the arms of such a beautiful woman? With her hands constantly patting him, Ye Tianqi was even more unable to sleep.

Seeing that she wouldn't sleep until he did, Ye Tianqi had no choice but to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

An Suqing, of course, didn't know how to care for an infant, so she was simply trying to lull Ye Tianqi to sleep.

Ye Tianqi couldn't help but think how fortunate he was to have the mind of an adult and the body of an infant; he could control himself. Unlike newborn babies who cry inconsolably at the slightest movement, Ye Tianqi was no longer like that. Otherwise, who knew how An Suqing had handled it so skillfully? Should he try it himself? Ye Tianqi thought with a hint of malice, his eyes closed.

Seeing that Ye Tianqi's breathing was steady and he seemed to be asleep, An Suqing covered him with the quilt and lay down to sleep herself.

The night passed uneventfully. Because An Suqing held Ye Tianqi while he slept, he didn't fall asleep until long after she had fallen asleep, so Ye Tianqi slept soundly until dawn. When Ye Tianqi wasn't fully awake, he felt An Suqing carry him out and dress him.

An Suqing carried Ye Tianqi out so early mainly to take him to see her senior sisters. Sister, after all, everyone in the Jingzhai (Quiet Abode) knew there was a child residing there, but very few had actually seen him. An Suqing usually got along very well with her fellow disciples, and part of the reason she wanted to bring Ye Tianqi out was to let everyone see the Ye Tianqi that the other disciples were talking about.

No matter what, Ye Tianqi's body was still that of an infant, and prolonged sleep was his body's natural instinct. So, being woken up early by An Suqing and carried out of bed was something he greatly disliked. But what could he do? He couldn't resist, so he had no choice but to let An Suqing carry him out of the small building and into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Along the way, Ye Tianqi only saw towering, verdant bamboo groves, the air fresh and clean... The air quality was much better than in her own time. She wondered if there were any adorable giant pandas in such a large bamboo forest.

Lost in thought, Ye Tianqi finally came to her senses and found herself and An Suqing in a vast open space. There was no bamboo growing there; it was clearly artificially created.

Several women sat cross-legged at the edge of the space, seemingly practicing some kind of cultivation technique. This was the usual training ground for the disciples of Jingzhai. Every day, these disciples would arrive early to practice their breathing exercises. Therefore, this was also their usual gathering place.

Several women who seemed to have finished their meditation saw An Suqing carrying a... An infant approached and quickly ran over, unconsciously using all the lightness skills he had practiced. Several young girls, though less beautiful than An Suqing, were still comparable to the otherworldly beauties like An Suqing and Ye Xin.

Chapter Seventeen, the female disciple of Jingzhai,

Ye Tianqi, proved that any one of these women, with a little packaging and promotion in their own time, could instantly become a star captivating countless young men. Their temperament was identical to An Suqing and Ye Xin. It was clear that these women were naturally beautiful, and coupled with the cultivation of techniques that enhanced one's temperament from a young age, they were all like fairies.

"Senior Sister Qing, is this little baby Senior Sister Xin's child? What an adorable baby! Look, he's even smiling at me!" a woman asked An Suqing.

"Yes, him! He's Senior Sister's precious darling. Didn't you girls want to see what Senior Sister's child looked like? Today, Senior Sister brought him to you. Isn't he incredibly cute?" "An Suqing replied after hearing her junior sister's words.

Hearing An Suqing's words, Ye Tianqi was utterly frustrated. So he was being used as a spectator! In no time, these women had taken turns hugging and kissing him, his poor, delicate face turning bright red from each pinch and kiss!

An Suqing joined in, urging him to call these women "auntie," but Ye Tianqi seemed to be defying her, refusing to call them "auntie" and instead calling them "sister." The women were surprised that Ye Tianqi could speak, and were quite happy that he called them "sister." After all, they were also young girls, having grown up in this secluded place, their hearts still pure as little girls. Now, such a cute little boy calling them "sister" was naturally a great joy, and they all teased Ye Tianqi to call them "sister."

Ye Tianqi also quite liked these pure-hearted girls . The girl's innocent voice called out "Jie!" and the other girls were overjoyed. An Suqing, however, was quite unhappy. She didn't know why seeing Ye Tianqi playing with her junior sisters made her uncomfortable. An Suqing put that feeling aside and joined in, teasing Ye Tianqi. Eventually, Ye Tianqi called her "Auntie" one minute and "Sister" the next, and she didn't care that it was inappropriate for their seniority, letting Ye Tianqi be happy.

While they were having fun, the women who had been meditating seemed to have finished their practice and opened their eyes. During their meditation, their minds were completely absorbed in their cultivation, oblivious to the outside world. The first thing they saw upon opening their eyes was their fellow disciples gathered around a cute, chubby little baby. They immediately recognized the baby—it must be the child of their "legendary" senior sister.

The women surrounded Ye Tianqi one after another, teasing him. At first, Ye Tianqi was pleased to attract so many beautiful women, but soon he became in awe of them. Imagine dozens of women teasing him at the same time – it must have been incredibly overwhelming for him.

Finally, he resorted to snuggling into An Suqing's arms, hoping to avoid being groped. Each woman would "voluntarily" offer her lips when she hugged Ye Tianqi, which was initially a pleasure – after all, what man wouldn't want a beautiful woman's kiss? But with dozens of them at once, it was no longer enjoyable; it was torture! An Suqing found Ye Tianqi

's behavior amusing. She was puzzled that such a small child could have such a human-like side, and even seem quite clever. However, An Suqing was quite pleased with Ye Tianqi's behavior of hiding in her arms. So they stopped the other girls from doing that. Seeing that the little guy could talk so soon after birth, one of the girls suggested seeing if he could walk. This suggestion was immediately supported, and An Suqing was also very interested in whether the little guy could walk, so she agreed to let Ye Tianqi try.

Ye Tianqi felt a slight fear of An Suqing at this moment. It wasn't that he disliked her, but he was in awe of her methods. Although she had brought him here and introduced him to many beautiful older sisters, he seemed to be exhausted by these energetic young girls, and now she wanted him to learn to walk. Good heavens, what were these women thinking? Didn't they know he was just a newborn baby? Could he even walk? Actually, even Ye Tianqi himself didn't know if he could walk, because he had never had the chance to try. From birth until now, he had always been held in someone's arms or lying in bed; he had almost forgotten what it felt like to have his legs on the ground.

Ye Tianqi saw An Suqing put him on the ground, but one hand was still gently supporting him. Ye Tianqi thought to himself, "Luckily, she knows to hold me up, otherwise I would have fallen if I couldn't walk." While thinking this, Ye Tianqi's focus was entirely on his legs.

As soon as his legs touched the ground, he lost his balance and tilted to one side. Fortunately, An Suqing only gently removed her hand from Ye Tianqi's body and quickly steadied him when she saw him tilt.

Although Ye Tianqi felt he had lost his balance, that one movement confirmed that he would be able to walk soon. The reason most infants can't walk early is that their leg bones aren't strong enough to support their weight. Therefore, if they were placed on the ground, they wouldn't be able to walk due to the weakness of their bones. However, Ye Tianqi had no such concerns. His body, forged from the spiritual energy gathered within Ye Xin, possessed bones far stronger than those of newborn infants. Therefore, as long as Ye Tianqi practiced walking a few more times and found the feeling, he would soon be able to walk properly.

Thus, a scene unfolded in the bamboo forest clearing: a group of beautiful women stood in a circle watching a chubby little child in the center, wobbling as he learned to walk. When the child fell, the women cheered, much to Ye Tianqi's frustration. He knew that this was all because of An Suqing, the witch (in Ye Tianqi's mind, An Suqing had already reached the level of a witch).

After a few attempts, Ye Tianqi could walk unsteadily, but he still fell frequently. At this point, An Suqing instructed her fellow disciples to sit in a circle, leaving a space for Ye Tianqi to practice walking. She, under the guise of encouraging Ye Tianqi to learn to walk, even said that once he mastered it, she could give her senior sister, Ye Xin, a surprise.

Unable to resist, Ye Tianqi could only walk around like a performer. At first, he would fall every few steps, then slowly get up and practice again. Meanwhile, An Suqing, sitting to the side, would inexplicably shout every time Ye Tianqi fell, eventually causing the other women to join in.

Chapter Eighteen: The Fairy Breastfeeds

. Ye Tianqi's frustration was indescribable. He was practicing diligently, but instead of encouraging him, the women sitting beside him cheered when he fell. Wasn't this discouraging?

Ye Tianqi began to walk very carefully, and slowly he rediscovered the feeling of walking from his previous life, and for a long time, he didn't fall again. The result was that An Suqing and the other women, who seemed to really hope Ye Tianqi would fall again, saw that the little guy had become very steady in his movements and didn't seem to fall easily anymore. They all sighed in disappointment, looking at Ye Tianqi in the arena with resentment, as if Ye Tianqi owed them something.

However, seeing An Suqing's frustrated expression, Ye Tianqi was very happy.

A morning passed by in the blink of an eye. Ye Tianqi's body had used up a lot of energy from the morning's exercise and he felt very hungry. So he slowly walked to An Suqing's side and said sweetly, "Sister Qing, is Qi'er hungry?"

An Suqing then remembered that she had brought the little guy out early and didn't seem to have fed him anything yet. So, An Suqing picked up Ye Tianqi and said to the sisters beside her, "Alright, I'm taking little Qi'er to my senior sister's place now. Everyone should go eat after morning lessons. We'll come back to play with little Qi'er again when we have time!"

The women were immediately delighted. They rarely had the chance to gather and play together like this. Their lives were usually monotonous, filled with nothing but cultivation. Having Ye Tianqi, their source of joy, was a rare treat

. Many of the sisters were hoping that An Suqing would bring Ye Tianqi to play with them more often. Now that An Suqing had voiced their wishes, they were naturally very happy. The women watched as An Suqing carried Ye Tianqi into the depths of the bamboo forest, while Ye Tianqi smiled and waved to the pretty girls. The women were completely enamored with the lovable Ye Tianqi and waved back, watching the two disappear into the distance.

However, Ye Tianqi was inwardly cursing An Suqing. She actually said she would bring him here to play more often! Good heavens! He could already imagine what his fate would be. It wouldn't be him playing with them; they'd probably be playing him, which would be more believable.

Thinking of his "miserable" future, he silently muttered, "The future is bleak, truly a dark abyss." But Ye Tianqi wouldn't refuse, because he knew that if he wanted to survive in this unfamiliar society, he had to cultivate good relationships with these women. He knew these women were the next generation of Cihang Jingzhai, and their opinions would greatly influence his ability to subdue Cihang Jingzhai in the future.

If An Suqing knew that the little baby she was holding was plotting against her masters, she wondered what her expression would be.

When An Suqing led Ye Tianqi into Ye Xin's room, Ye Xin quickly took Ye Tianqi, first kissing him affectionately on the cheek, and then asking, "Junior sister, where did you take Qi'er to play? Why are you covered in dust?" When

Ye Xin took Ye Tianqi, she noticed that the little guy was covered in dust, only his face was relatively clean. (Of course, only his face was clean. Don't they think about how many times he'd fallen to the ground? It would be strange if he wasn't covered in dust! As for why only his face was clean, everyone can probably guess. Those women kept slapping Ye Tianqi's face. Given their cleaning habits, they wouldn't want the little guy's face to have even a speck of dust. But because they were so happy, it seemed no one noticed that the little guy had no clean spots except for his face."

Hearing Ye Xin's words and looking at the little guy again, An Suqing realized it was true; he looked like a dirt doll.

"Senior Sister, I just took Tianqi to play with the other sisters. You wouldn't believe how sweet this little guy is! He calls everyone 'sister,' and all the sisters adore him."

"Really?" Ye Xin looked at Ye Tianqi with loving eyes and casually brushed the dust off his clothes.

"Yes, Senior Sister, you don't know, do you? What amazing thing did Tianqi do today?"

"What could a little kid like him do?" Ye Xin asked, hearing An Suqing say that her beloved son had done something surprising.

"He learned to walk today!" An Suqing said happily.

"Really? No wonder I was covered in dust. So it was you who taught him to walk!" Ye Xin was naturally a little surprised to hear that Ye Tianqi could walk on his own, but because Ye Tianqi had given her so many surprises, she only showed a slight surprise upon hearing An Suqing's words.

"Oh, right, Senior Sister, Qi'er seems hungry. I brought him back so you could feed him." An Suqing said to her senior sister, remembering why she had brought Ye Tianqi back.

"Yes, he must be hungry. He hasn't been fed all night." As she spoke, Ye Xin unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her snow-white, full breasts, crystal clear like jade, of a perfect size. She placed her rosy nipples near Ye Tianqi's small mouth, and Ye Tianqi immediately took them into his mouth and began to suckle slowly.

Although no milk flowed, it was still a great pleasure for Ye Tianqi. After a few days of practice, Ye Tianqi had learned to use the Qi Gathering Technique left by the Carefree Celestial Venerable while suckling Ye Xin's nipples, absorbing spiritual energy to replenish himself and resist his hunger.

This was the first time An Suqing had seen Ye Xin's body. Although it was just her full breasts, An Suqing could tell from the snow-white, smooth skin that her senior sister's figure and appearance were absolutely comparable to her own. Looking at Ye Xin's loving and holy aura, An Suqing almost lost herself in Ye Xin's charm. She

quickly composed herself and said, "Senior sister, I'll be going now. You take care of your little baby! I want to take Tianqi out to play sometime!" With that, she got up and walked outside.

Hearing this, Ye Xin nodded, but still giggled, "You Suqing, look at how clean Tianqi has become after you took him out for half a day. I really won't feel comfortable letting you take him out again!"

Hearing Ye Xin defend him, Ye Tianqi even stopped his "favorite" nursing and said in a childish voice, "Mother Xin, Aunt Qing is bullying Qi'er!"

"Heh, my Qi'er can tattle now, huh? Be careful your Aunt Qing hears you, then you'll be in trouble!" Ye Xin, of course, knew that An Suqing had already walked away, but still smiled at Ye Tianqi.

Hearing Ye Xin's words, Ye Tianqi quickly turned to look at the door. Seeing that there was no one there, his tense expression immediately relaxed. To say that he wasn't afraid of An Suqing's methods after these few days of interaction would be self-deception!

Ye Xin, seemingly aware of her junior sister's temperament, wasn't surprised by Ye Tianqi's reaction at all, but still brought the nipple Ye Tianqi had spat out back to his mouth. Seeing that Ye Xin was deceiving him, Ye Tianqi took her breast in his mouth and continued absorbing energy.

Chapter Nineteen: The Prosperous Song Dynasty.

Ye Tianqi thus began his life in the Quiet Abode. Every morning, he was greeted by An Suqing—though in his heart he called her the Witch An, because whenever An Suqing came, Ye Tianqi knew his doom was approaching.

An Suqing took Ye Tianqi to spend time with his fellow disciples. Although surrounded by many fairy-like beauties, Ye Tianqi felt no excitement whatsoever. It wasn't that he disliked these beautiful women, beauties he had never even dared to dream of in his previous life.

Under An Suqing's influence, the women who had previously doted on Ye Tianqi were encouraged to support her "potential-unlocking plan" against him. Every day or two, An Suqing would take Ye Tianqi away from Ye Xin. Small and weak, Ye Tianqi could only turn to his goddess, Ye Xin, for help. However, to his disappointment, Ye Xin didn't stop An Suqing's actions.

So, every day after Ye Tianqi was brought back covered in dirt, Ye Xin would carefully wash the little guy and put him on the bed before taking a bath herself. However, because of a screen, Ye Tianqi could only vaguely see her shapely figure and the clothes draped over it. These moments were a time of intense inner turmoil for Ye Tianqi.

Although his origins were quite mysterious—and strictly speaking, Ye Tianqi and Ye Xin had no blood relation whatsoever—in this feudal era where men could have many wives, their relationship was undeniably that of mother and son. Therefore, Ye Tianqi would have endless fantasies about Ye Xin at these times, his thoughts churning.

Ye Tianqi knew that such thoughts were intolerable to the world at that time, but he knew that he was still an infant, so it was just a mental turmoil that would pass. But what if he still had these thoughts when he grew up?

Ye Tianqi was always confused about this. How should he deal with his feelings for Ye Xin? Despite this, Ye Tianqi played the role of a very obedient child in front of Ye Xin. Every day, after being "tortured" under An Suqing's guidance, he would lie in Ye Xin's arms, suckling at her pink, milkless nipple, absorbing energy.

Days passed by, and Ye Tianqi didn't find it boring at all. In fact, he was somewhat grateful to An Suqing these past few days because Ye Xin had even bathed with him. This could be said to be the second perfect body Ye Tianqi had seen after An Suqing's. (The author will leave this scene undescribed for now, saving it for later when describing Ye Tianqi bathing with Shi Feixuan and Ye Xin at age ten. Now, the author is at a loss for words. Ye Xin is one of the most perfectly crafted female characters in the book, and the author needs to carefully consider how to handle this scene without causing any aversion, making it feel natural and beautiful.) Leaving aside how Ye Tianqi integrates into this era, let's first look at the capital of the Song Dynasty—Kaifeng. When people mention Kaifeng, they often think of Bao Zheng

, the upright official from the capital. But its other name is perhaps more familiar. Kaifeng was formerly known as Daliang, also called Bianliang or Bianjing. In 960 AD, Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, ascended the throne in Kaifeng, establishing the Song Dynasty.

Thus, the Song Dynasty began in Kaifeng. Zhao Kuangyin's personally orchestrated "releasing military power over a cup of wine" centralized military power, ending the fragmentation of the feudal dynasty and allowing the people to live in peace and prosperity. This was inextricably linked to the governing principles formulated by the Song emperors during their rule in Kaifeng. Because these policies aligned with public opinion, productivity surged, leading to the Song Dynasty becoming the most economically prosperous, technologically advanced, culturally vibrant, artistically flourishing, and affluent dynasty in Chinese history. Therefore, the Song Dynasty, not the Tang Dynasty, should be considered the pinnacle of Chinese feudal dynasties.

The affluent economic life fostered a higher level of cultural refinement and a more sophisticated lifestyle. Song Dynasty culture and art flourished, with opera, acrobatics, music, poetry, and novels all experiencing significant development. Song lyrics, in particular, dominated the scene, showcasing the joyous imagery of a peaceful and prosperous era. The great lyricist Liu Yong used these words to describe the prosperity of Kaifeng: "What night is this in the capital? The scenery here is especially beautiful. Golden strings and jade flutes fill the spring air, candles and orchid lamps burn in the dawn." Despite the constant border wars, Bianjing (Kaifeng) remained prosperous.

In a private room of a restaurant, a group of scholars were discussing something. One of them said, "From the founding of the Song Dynasty by Emperor Taizu to the current Emperor Zhenzong, in just a few decades, our Great Song has achieved such a state of peace and prosperity. Look at our beautiful land!"

"However, the barbarians of the Liao Dynasty have never given up their ambition to seize our Song Dynasty's throne. Fortunately, Marshal Yang and others are guarding the borders; otherwise, the people of our Great Song would be in dire straits. Come, everyone, let's drink to the prosperity of our Great Song and to Marshal Yang!"

Hearing this, the scholars all raised their cups and drank them down. Although the Song Dynasty valued literature over military prowess, the Yang family clearly held high prestige among these scholars.

Normally, rulers in other dynasties wouldn't allow commoners to discuss politics. But in the Song Dynasty, these scholars had no such concerns. Since the reign of Emperor Taizu, the Song Dynasty had decreed that commoners and scholars were allowed to discuss politics. That's why these scholars were discussing state affairs in a place like a tavern.

However, their conversation was overheard by people in the next room. In the next room, several people were sitting around a table. Judging from their appearance and attire, they were clearly not Song people. They were tall and imposing, exuding a fierce aura, and with curved swords at their waists, anyone with a modicum of knowledge would recognize them as Liao people, enemies of the Song Dynasty. However, it was unclear why they were with a man who was obviously Song.

One of the Liao people, having overheard the scholar's conversation, addressed the man seated at the table, saying, "Lord Wang, I didn't expect even a group of lowly scholars to know of the Yang family's prestige. It seems the Yang family is quite popular. I wonder what your reputation is like among the people—is it one of universal praise or universal condemnation?"

The Song man smiled slightly and replied, "Brother Yelü, why speak of me like that? Marshal Yang's family, with its seven wolves and eight tigers of loyalty and bravery, now only Marshal Yang remains for the safety of our Great Song. Yet, your country cannot do anything to them; on the contrary, you have repeatedly suffered at the hands of Yang Yanzhao. It is only natural that the people of our Great Song respect the Yang family."

Although he said this, the dissatisfaction on Lord Wang's face when he mentioned the Yang family revealed the extent of his discontent.

Chapter Twenty: The Liao Conspiracy

"My lord, you're probably just saying that. Everyone knows you, Lord Wang, have always been at odds with the Yang family. You would…?"

The Liao man was about to say something when a Liao man clearly in charge waved him off, saying, "Yelü De, you're too presumptuous! How can you speak to Lord Wang like that? Even if Lord Wang isn't a favorite of the Song emperor, with his skills as the sole elder of the Heaven-Mending Dao, taking your life would be a piece of cake."

After reprimanding his subordinate, the man turned to the visibly distraught Lord Wang and said, "Lord Wang, please forgive me. It's my fault for not managing my subordinates properly, which led to his arrogant and disrespectful behavior."

Anyone with eyes could see that there was no apology in his tone. However, Lord Wang was no ordinary person. Still smiling, he said, "I didn't expect you all to know my identity. It seems you're quite close to the Yin Gui Sect. I didn't realize your country's relationship with the Yin Gui Sect was so close. It seems the recent rumors circulating in the demonic path that your Empress Dowager Xiao is one of the three elders of the Yin Gui Sect are true. However, I must tell you something: Empress Dowager Xiao Chuo is no ordinary person. Be careful that the Yin Gui Sect doesn't seize your Liao Dynasty's foundation."

"Lord Wang, you're mistaken. Under the Empress Dowager's leadership, our Liao Dynasty is thriving and developing rapidly. Has your country forgotten the Treaty of Chanyuan? Speaking of which, your Emperor Zhenzong even has to call the Empress Dowager his aunt. But we must thank Lord Wang for this. If it weren't for your efforts in speaking to the Emperor and transferring Yang Yanzhao and other capable generals, we probably wouldn't have forced your Emperor Zhenzong to sign the Treaty of Chanyuan. As for the Empress Dowager being an elder of the Yin Gui Sect, our royal family..." "Everything is crystal clear, but without the Empress Dowager, there would be no glory for our Great Liao today, wouldn't there? Besides, the Yin Gui Sect might not even be able to control the fate of our Great Liao. After all, the Empress Dowager is just the Empress Dowager; our Emperor is a wise ruler. Given the Liao's exclusive nature, perhaps only the Empress Dowager could have achieved her current status. After the Empress Dowager, the Yin Gui Sect is just another sect within our Great Liao. Lord Wang, don't you agree?" The Liao man finished speaking and smiled smugly at the pale-faced Lord Wang.

Lord Wang, strangely, didn't get angry at the Liao man's arrogant laughter. He suppressed his anger and said, "I wonder what brings the Third Prince here? It's not just to mock me, is it?"

"Lord Wang is indeed well-mannered. The Empress Dowager was right about you. I've come three years ago to report on the incident where your country's Sword Saint, Lu Qingyi, killed our envoy and humiliated our Great Liao's Heavenly Dao experts. Lord Wang hasn't forgotten, has he?"

"As the saying goes, matters of the martial world should be settled within the martial world. Third Prince, you wouldn't expect me to use the power of the government, would you? Although the two countries are currently at peace, it doesn't mean the Great Song Dynasty is afraid of you. Besides, Lu Qingyi is now one of the Four Grandmasters; with his unparalleled skills, how could you possibly handle him? Third Prince, you should return home. The martial world of the Great Song is not as simple as you imagine. The waters run deep here; one wrong move and you'll drown."

When Wang Ruoqin said that Lu Qingyi was someone they couldn't handle, he clearly felt a pressing pressure emanating from one of the Liao people. Although it was fleeting, Wang Ruoqin was certain that the seemingly ordinary Liao person was a master far surpassing himself. At least a high-ranking Heavenly Realm expert, and possibly even someone who had broken through to the Heavenly Realm and become a figure on par with the Four Grandmasters of the Central Plains.

Wang Ruoqin racked his brains, searching for information about this person, but as far as he knew, besides the Martial Saint Yelü Qiu, who was a master who had broken through to the Heavenly Rank, there was no one else in the Liao Kingdom who could match this person. Even among those at the upper Heavenly Rank who had the potential to break through, none could compare to this individual.

Seeing Wang Ruoqin glance at the Liao man several times, the Third Prince Yelü Zhi couldn't help but look at Wang Ruoqin with newfound respect. He hadn't expected Wang Ruoqin to be able to sense the presence of the Elder Council's chief expert. Even with Yelü Minghui's profound martial arts skills after just breaking through to the Heavenly Rank, he had still managed to attract Wang Ruoqin's attention.

No wonder his mother spoke so highly of him; before coming, she had specifically instructed him not to underestimate Wang Ruoqin. He had initially thought his mother was exaggerating, but now he realized he had been too arrogant. After all, if Wang Ruoqin didn't possess considerable ability, how could he have influenced the Song Emperor's decisions? Without his profound martial arts skills, he would likely have been killed by his numerous enemies long ago.

Only then did Yelü Zhi understand the vast difference between himself and his mother. No wonder the Empress Dowager immediately dispatched three top experts from the Elder Council to accompany him to the Song Dynasty, and even the Grand Elder Yelü Hui, who had just broken through to the Heavenly Rank and entered the Celestial Realm, was sent out.

Of course, Yelü Zhi's series of thoughts and changes all happened in that instant, and Wang Ruoqin, who was focused on Yelü Hui, did not notice Yelü Zhi's changes. It is likely that apart from Yelü Hui, who sat quietly to the side and seemed to sense something, glancing at Yelü Zhi, no one present could have imagined that Yelü Zhi could have so many thoughts in such a short time.

After Yelü Zhi understood Wang Ruoqin's profoundness, he naturally would no longer speak to Wang Ruoqin with such arrogance.

"Lord Wang, you're being too kind. Didn't you say yourself that matters of the martial world should be settled within the martial world? Although I am not very capable, I know that people of the martial world have their own rules. I will not make things difficult for you. We do not need you to use the power of the government to help us deal with Lu Qingyi. If we do so, how can the warriors of our Great Liao hold their heads high? We will probably be ridiculed by the whole world. Besides, even if we hoped that you would send government officials to help me, I'm afraid that once it comes to light, you will not escape the emperor's punishment. Helping the enemy to attack one's own country's forces will at least be charged with treason."

"Since Your Highness understands the implications, please state clearly what you require of me. As long as it doesn't cross my bottom line, I would be happy to see you eliminate the Sword Saint. Our Holy Sect has already contacted him, hoping he would join us, but he refused. Isn't there a saying that if you're not friends, you're enemies?"

Seeing Wang Ruoqin's words, the Third Prince said, "I have no other requests. I only hope that your sect can tell us Lu Qingyi's whereabouts and your information about him. Isn't that simple?" The Third Prince smiled as he looked at Wang Ruoqin.

Hearing Yelü Zhi's simple request, Wang Ruoqin was somewhat surprised. But who was he? His resolve was so strong that even Mount Tai pressing down on him wouldn't faze him, let alone such a small matter. Wang Ruoqin chuckled softly, "Your Highness's request is indeed simple. I will have someone fetch the relevant information immediately. Since Your Highness has made this rare trip, I should naturally extend the proper hospitality, allowing Your Highness to experience the grandeur and prosperity of our Great Song Dynasty."

"Having finished our business, we need a rest. Where would you like to take us, Lord Wang? I've heard that Fu Qingqing, known as the most famous courtesan in the land, is currently staying at Liufang Pavilion. I wonder if Your Highness…"

"Very well, since Your Highness has asked, I will certainly take you there. However, Fu Qingqing is a renowned singer and dancer, deeply loved by the people since her debut. Even a prince cannot force her if she wishes. I hope Your Highness will not be impolite to her when you meet her, otherwise, even I will not be at ease. The late Emperor once wanted to adopt her as his goddaughter but was unsuccessful, and even the current Emperor holds her in high esteem. However, I believe Your Highness will understand why Fu Qingqing enjoys such a distinguished status when you meet her." Wang Ruoqin noticed the Third Prince's disbelieving expression as he spoke.

"Lord Wang speaks of Master Fu as so extraordinary, I am even more determined to go and see her. Since even Lord Wang reacts with such an expression when he speaks of Fu Qingqing, it seems we cannot get rid of Lu Qingyi. This prince's trip to the Central Plains has not been in vain. Let's drink tonight to witness the brilliance of the world's number one singer and dancer."

Wang Ruoqin downed his wine in one gulp and said, "If the prince has nothing else to do, please come with me to Liufang Pavilion. It's rare for Master Fu to perform publicly today; if we arrive late, there won't be any seats left."

Chapter Twenty-One: Su Men Qin Guan

Hearing Wang Ruoqin's words, Yelü Zhi stood up and said, "Since the lord has said so, good, brothers, let's go. Today, we will also go and see the world-renowned Master Fu." The burly men all stood up upon hearing Yelü Zhi's words. Even the middle-aged martial artist who had caught Wang Ruoqin's attention stood up as well.

However, the other burly men all had expectant expressions on their faces, after all, Fu Qingqing's name was famous throughout the world, and she was a well-known figure even in the Liao Kingdom. However, Wang Ruoqin noticed that although the martial artist's face also showed anticipation, Wang Ruoqin, skilled in reading people, wouldn't miss that hint of indifference that even the middle-aged man might not have noticed.

Thus, Wang Ruoqin confirmed his earlier guess. He couldn't help but question his sect's intelligence-gathering capabilities, though it might be an overly absolute denial. But if a super expert capable of changing a life-or-death struggle suddenly appeared, and he hadn't received any prior warning, perhaps he could understand Wang Ruoqin's feelings at that moment. As he left the restaurant, Wang Ruoqin secretly resolved that once this matter was resolved, he would vigorously reorganize and improve his sect's intelligence-gathering and processing capabilities.

Along the way, people pointed and whispered about their group, after all, the Song Dynasty had just suffered a defeat and signed a humiliating peace treaty. So when Wang Ruoqin and the Liao people walked down the street, they attracted a lot of attention. Despite being such a prominent figure as Yelü Zhi and his entourage, they followed Wang Ruoqin towards Liufang Pavilion with unwavering composure under the watchful eyes of the crowd. As they approached the pavilion's entrance, just as they were about to enter, someone behind them said, "Oh, isn't this Lord Wang Ruoqin? Why are you imitating us scholars? Could it be that Lord Wang is also an admirer of Master Fu? Surely not, such a treacherous minister wouldn't be welcomed by Master Fu."

Wang Ruoqin's expression changed drastically, but when he turned around, his face was beaming with smiles. "I wondered who it was," he said, "So it's a disciple of Grand Scholar Su! Does your teacher, Su Shi (Su Zizhan), also come today? How rare! I never imagined I'd get to witness Grand Scholar Su's brilliance again." Wang Ruoqin made no mention of the earlier sarcasm from the young man, as if he were deeply wary of the newcomer.

Seeing Wang Ruoqin's expression, the Third Prince and the others were somewhat puzzled. Could Wang Ruoqin really be so good-natured? It was strange that he didn't react to such sarcasm. They turned to look at the man, and saw a group of scholars approaching from a distance of three or four zhang. Leading them was an extremely young gentleman, carrying a paper fan, his hair tied in a bun, wearing a moon-white robe, and a crystal-clear jade pendant hanging from his waist—clearly not an ordinary item. His movements were incredibly elegant and refined, exuding a scholarly air, making him exceptionally handsome.

The Third Prince couldn't help but secretly admire the young man's excellence. However, this wasn't what he cared about. Although the young man exuded a transcendent aura, his own appearance wasn't much different, and he also possessed the unique, forthright spirit of the Liao people. Compared to the young man, he wasn't much inferior. What frustrated him was that the young man was clearly younger than him, yet his cultivation far surpassed his own—a point that dealt him a heavy blow. He considered himself at least among the top three of the younger generation, but then Lu Qingyi broke through the Heavenly Rank limit at just over thirty years old, entering the Celestial Realm. The fact that Lu Qingyi was ten years older than him was one thing, but the fact that someone else possessed such high cultivation was a huge blow to him. He couldn't help but look at the newcomer with hostility.

Who was this young master? As one of the four disciples of the literary giant Su Shi, he was not only a first-rate writer, but his cultivation was also on par with his master. The white-robed young master immediately sensed Yelü Zhi's hostility and looked towards him.

Yelü Zhi was no ordinary person; realizing he had been distracted, he immediately shifted his gaze behind the white-robed young master. To his surprise, the other man had discovered him. As a martial artist, Yelü Zhi knew what this meant; without a high-ranking Heavenly Rank cultivation, one would never possess such keen spiritual perception.

In fact, the white-robed young master was also taken aback when he saw Yelü Zhi. Unexpectedly, there were so many experts among these Liao people. If it weren't for a fortuitous encounter that granted him a spiritual cultivation far exceeding that of ordinary people, with his slightly stronger cultivation and his sect's unique cultivation methods, he probably wouldn't have sensed the other's gaze.

Wang Ruoqin also noticed the strangeness between the two. Seeing them staring at each other, he quickly chuckled and stepped between them, saying, "Both of you are outstanding talents of our time. How about I introduce you? You are both outstanding talents of our time, so let this old man introduce you. However, we can't just stand at the door, can we? Soon everyone will begin their performance, so you all..."

"As you wish, I've already reserved seats. Everyone, please go to my place," the white-robed young man said, and then took the lead into Liufang Pavilion.

The group entered an elegant little room, though it was noticeably small. Yelü Zhi instructed the burly men to stand guard outside, and only brought in the middle-aged man who had caught Wang Ruoqin's attention. The scholars who had followed the young man in white dispersed after entering Liufang Pavilion.

Therefore, only the four members of the pavilion were now seated in the room. Yelü Zhi looked around the small room. It wasn't quite a room, as one side had a large window offering a view of the outside. Being upstairs, when the four sat by the window, the handsome young man in white folded his folding fan with an undeniably elegant gesture.

Wang Ruoqin began by saying, "Let me introduce you two. This is Yelü Zhi, the third prince of the Great Liao Kingdom. He has come here on business, and His Majesty has ordered me to receive him." Yelü Zhi nodded to the young man. After all, he had come to challenge the Sword Saint, and had initially been full of confidence. However, after witnessing the extraordinary abilities of the man in white, he abandoned his arrogance and began to take his mission seriously. Now, facing a clearly superior expert, he might have initially provoked the man in white, but now... Knowing full well that there are always those more capable than oneself, he treated the man in white with utmost courtesy to avoid any unforeseen complications.

Wang Ruoqin, familiar with Yelü Zhi's temperament, was quite surprised by his attitude towards the man in white. Nevertheless, he continued, "As for this young master, Your Highness may know his teacher, Su Shi, the Dongpo Hermit. He is the fourth of the Four Scholars of Su Shi's School, possessing all the true skills passed down from Su Shi. Moreover, he is a literary genius, currently enjoying immense popularity in the capital. Even the current emperor praises his literary talent. Isn't that right, Qin Guan, Young Master Qin Shaoyou?"

Qin Guan merely frowned at Wang Ruoqin's praise, clearly disliking it. However, he still nodded to Yelü Zhi, showing no regard for Yelü Zhi's status.

Upon hearing that Qin Guan was the closed-door disciple of the Grand Scholar Su Shi, Yelü Zhi's opinion of him rose even higher. Before Qin Guan's arrival in the Central Plains, Empress Dowager Xiao had specifically instructed him to be wary of several figures, including Su Shi. While the world perceived Su Shi as a frail scholar, Empress Dowager Xiao, as an elder of the Yin Gui Sect, was well aware of Su Shi's unfathomable abilities. As a master second only to the Holy Venerable in the Demonic Sect, Su Shi had greatly expanded the Huajian Sect under his leadership.

Not only did he hold a high position among scholars, but even those in the righteous path who knew his identity respected him greatly. After all, under his management, although the Huajian Sect still clashed with the righteous path, the conflict had shifted to literature and officialdom. Under his influence, a new literary era dawned, producing a multitude of great poets. Therefore, both the righteous and the demonic paths held him in high esteem. Empress Xiao, in her youth, almost became his martial arts training vessel, deeply impressed by Su Shi's profound and masterful cultivation. Recalling Empress Xiao's words, Yelü Zhi couldn't help but say to Qin Guan, "Indeed, a great teacher produces a great student. My mother instructed me before I came that if I had the opportunity, I must convey her regards to Master Su. I wonder if Master Su…"

Chapter Twenty-Two: Peerless Elegance.

Upon hearing the mention of his mentor, Qin Guan, despite his strong dislike for the Liao people, still replied, "My master is in seclusion at Su Garden and cannot receive guests." Yelü Zhi was merely making a casual remark; after all, the conflict between the Yin Gui Sect and the Hua Jian Sect was exceptionally deep. As a patriotic master of Chinese studies, Su Shi naturally harbored deep animosity towards the Yin Gui Sect, which supported the Liao invasion of the Song Dynasty. He had even personally killed a Yin Gui Sect elder. Therefore, although both belonged to the demonic sects, they had a considerable grudge.

Yelü Zhi was greatly displeased by Qin Guan's coldness towards him. He was, after all, a prince, yet he was being looked down upon by a mere scholar. He ignored Qin Guan and turned his gaze to the window, watching the people coming and going in the hall. Wang Ruoqin, seeing the discord between the two, outwardly offered advice, but inwardly he was delighted. His faction, the Butiandao Sect, was much weaker than the Yin Gui and Huajian Sects, and seeing their discord was extremely advantageous to him.

His persuasion failed, so Wang Ruoqin stopped wasting words and simply sipped his fragrant tea, waiting for Fu Qingqing to appear.

To everyone's anticipation, Fu Qingqing finally appeared. Dressed in a white palace gown, she gracefully floated down from the upper floor, landing in the center of the hall, her beauty like that of a celestial being descended to earth. Fu Qingqing sat cross-legged on a high platform in the center of the hall. With a gentle wave of her hand, she unveiled a large red silk curtain, revealing an ancient zither. The zither was extremely simple and unassuming, yet many of the renowned scholars present, upon seeing it, were jolted from their reverie by Fu Qingqing's charm, exclaiming softly, "The Jiao Wei Zither!"

Fu Qingqing paid no heed to their astonishment, for she was already immersed in the ancient and melancholic atmosphere emanating from the zither. She seemed to see Sima Xiangru playing "Phoenix Seeking its Mate," and Ji Kang laughingly playing "Guangling San"... It was as if the spirits of all the great zither masters throughout history had merged with her own. At that moment, she felt as if she were the Jiao Wei Zither in her hands, having experienced a thousand years of vicissitudes and traversing time and space. Unconsciously, a melody, serene yet imbued with a desolate and ancient air, flowed from her hands. It was as if her hands possessed a spirit of their own, playing spontaneously without conscious guidance, a perfect harmony of intention and spirit. The entire Liufang Pavilion was silent, except for the melodious sound of the zither; there was no other noise. As the music ended, people looked towards the hall, but

the woman had vanished without a trace. "This music should only exist in heaven; how often can it be heard on earth? Haha! This trip was worthwhile, truly worthwhile!" A middle-aged scholar stood up and laughed loudly, then walked out of the building.

"Uncle Yan, wait a moment!" Qin Guan, seeing the man upstairs, called out. He then rose and bowed to Wang Ruoqin and Yelü Zhi, saying, "I take my leave. Until we meet again." Without waiting for their reply, he jumped down from the building, startling the wealthy young ladies and wives. Many young women, seeing the handsome and renowned Qin Guan, watched him leave with affection as the middle-aged man went out.

"Too presumptuous! I, the prince, have never been treated with such disrespect!" Yelü Zhi said, seeing Qin Guan's blatant disregard.

"Why bother arguing with him, Prince? Your task now is to complete your mission. Don't cause any more trouble. The Central Plains is indeed a land of hidden talents; even a mere courtesan possesses such skill," said the Liao man who had been standing aside as Yelü Zhi began his tirade.

Yelü Zhi, hearing the man's reminder, hurriedly said, "Thank you for the reminder, Elder. Could it be that Fu Qingqing was a master?"

"More than just a master, her spiritual cultivation alone is probably no less than mine. I was almost captivated by her music. I wonder who she is from; to have such attainments at such a young age... her future achievements are likely limitless!"

Hearing the man's words, Wang Ruoqin and Yelü Zhi suddenly realized they had been deceived, and a chill ran through them. Wang Ruoqin pondered for a moment and said, "I see. No wonder she remained unharmed for three years after her debut. However, if we're talking about a sect that could cultivate such an outstanding female disciple, it's probably only Cihang Jingzhai. But based on the information we've gathered, she doesn't seem to be a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai. What is her background?" As he spoke, Wang Ruoqin muttered to himself.

While the three were pondering Fu Qingqing's origins, Fu Qingqing had already returned to her pavilion. She gently put down her Jiao Wei Qin (a type of zither), stroking the instrument with her jade-like, smooth hands, her eyes filled with deep emotion. If her admirers were to witness this scene, they would likely go mad. When had she, always so cold and aloof, ever shown such an expression? If possible, some would definitely be willing to become that zither, just to accompany the beauty by her side every day.

The door to the room was gently pushed open, and a young girl dressed as a maid entered. It's true that like mistress, like servant; the girl's face was full of innocence and childlike charm, her appearance almost ethereal, and her ever-present sweet smile made her resemble a pure lotus about to bloom in a turbid world. Her light green dress made her look even more like a fairy among flowers.

The girl walked to Fu Qingqing's side, watching her intently caress the zither, her face streaked with tears. The girl had never seen Fu Qingqing with such tenderness. With her delicate white hands, she gently wiped away the tears from Fu Qingqing's eyes, her voice as melodious as a nightingale's, "Sister Fu, what's wrong? Did someone bully you? Tell Shui'er, Shui'er will go..."

Fu Qingqing already knew when the girl entered, and now, seeing the girl's innocent face filled with anger, waving her little hands, her delicate white wrists occasionally flashing, she couldn't bring herself to say what she wanted to do. It was clear how pure the little girl was; she was like a blank sheet of paper, without a single blemish.

Watching the little girl's actions, Fu Qingqing felt a warmth in her heart and patted the girl's head, asking, "What would Xiaoshui do if a bad person bullied her?"

"I, I, I tickle them! Sister and Master are most afraid of Xiaoshui tickling them!" the little girl said proudly, like a great hero. In her mind, tickling someone was probably the greatest punishment for the bad person. But then, as if remembering something, the little girl's face changed drastically, and she looked at Fu Qingqing with a sad expression, saying, "Sister, I miss Master. Why hasn't Master come to see Xiaoshui yet? Xiaoshui is very well-behaved, not naughty at all, right, sister?" The little girl looked at Fu Qingqing expectantly, as if hoping for her approval.

Fu Qingqing also looked sad, gently hugging the little girl in her arms and saying, "Shui'er, be good, Master will definitely know, she will be very happy, won't she, Shui'er?"

"Yes! Of course Master will be happy, Master loves Shui'er so much. But why hasn't Master come to see us yet?" "Master has gone to a very far place, and it will be a very long time before she comes back. When Shui'er grows up and becomes sensible, she will know where Master has gone."

Fu Qingqing thought of her deceased master, who had raised her from childhood, teaching her how to be a person, how to cultivate herself, and how to play musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Her master had treated her and Shui'er like her own mother, but she had passed away a few months ago. Only she and Shui'er remained. Shui'er had never experienced the harsh world outside. Although she was very clever at ten years old, she was too naive to understand that her master had left them forever.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Boundless Charm

Fu Qingqing was deep in thought when the little girl in her arms regained her cheerful mood. She lifted her head from Fu Qingqing's embrace and asked, "Sister, why are you crying? Do you miss Master too?"

"No, Sister is just so happy. Tomorrow, Sister will take you to a place with lots of pretty girls, okay?" "Okay! Shui'er is so happy! Will those pretty girls play hide-and-seek with Shui'er?"

"Yes, definitely!" Although she answered this way, she knew she wasn't sure. Her master's sect was a sacred place in the hearts of martial arts practitioners, Cihang Jingzhai. Once upon a time, she had longed for it immensely. But when her master was on her deathbed, she told her that she was a disciple of Jingzhai, and that what she had been taught was Cihang Jingzhai's unique cultivation method. Because her cultivation and willpower were too weak back then, she had left the mountain without her master's permission. Later, fearing her master's scolding, she wandered the martial arts world in disguise until she took in Fu Qingqing and Xiao Shui, two orphans. Now, on her deathbed, she finally told Fu Qingqing what had happened, hoping she could bring her ashes back to Jingzhai, because she wanted to go home.

And so, Fu Qingqing traveled to Mount Emei, as her master had described, to find the location of her sect.

"Xiao Shui, look, you've gotten my clothes all wet! I'm going to take a bath. Are you going out, little girl?" "No, Xiao Shui needs to bathe too! Xiao Shui smells bad, you can smell me!"

"You little rascal, it smells wonderful, why does it smell stinky? Alright, if you want to wash, hurry up, your sister won't wait for you." With that, Fu Qingqing closed the door and drew the curtains. When she went into the inner room, she found the little girl already soaking in a large basin of water, flower petals floating on the surface, only her head above water. Her long, black hair floated on the water. Seeing Fu Qingqing enter, the little

girl waved and said, "Sister, Xiaoshui is already in the water! These flowers smell so good, look!" She stretched out her hand, revealing a flawless pink arm adorned with a few flower petals, the white petals highlighting Xiaoshui's jade-like arm even more perfectly.

Fu Qingqing lowered the curtains, gently removed her elaborate dress, sat before the dressing table, and let her beautiful hair fall behind her shoulders, covering most of her pearly pink back. Looking in the mirror, she saw the beauty wearing only... She wore a jade-green bodice embroidered with a white lotus flower, half-open and half-open. Her ample breasts strained against the bodice, the bottom corners perfectly concealing her private area. Standing up, Fu Qingqing, like a fairy descending to earth, walked towards the bathtub. With each step, her long black hair swayed, occasionally revealing her pink, pert buttocks, her two perfect, translucent, flawless legs.

Reaching the tub, the beauty lightly lifted her leg and stepped into the water. In that instant, her rounded buttocks and full belly were revealed—a sight that would surely move even a high-ranking monk. However, only a little girl, completely unaware of this beautiful scene, witnessed it.

Immersed in the warm water, Fu Qingqing reached down and removed her bodice, placing it beside the tub. Her pink nipples vanished into the water in an instant. Seeing her sister enter the water, the little girl immediately approached and said, "Sister, let me wash your back." The

little girl gently rubbed Fu Qingqing's back. Fu Qingqing closed her beautiful eyes, washing her hair with both hands. After a while, Fu Qingqing felt her breasts being touched. She quickly opened her eyes and saw the little girl looking at her with a puzzled expression, one hand still on her chest. The little girl looked at her flat chest and then at Fu Qingqing's ample bosom.

Seeing the little girl staring directly at her chest, even though they were her little sister, a blush still flashed across Fu Qingqing's beautiful face. Fu Qingqing said, "Little Shui'er, what's wrong? Why aren't you helping your sister rub her back?"

"Sister, why are we different?" "She pointed to her chest as she spoke.

Although Fu Qingqing guessed what the little girl was going to ask, a wave of shyness still washed over her when she heard it. But she couldn't not answer; she herself had asked her master the same question back then. In ancient times, such private matters about a girl's physical changes were usually told to her gradually by her mother. Fu Qingqing took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Shui, let me tell you, when you grow up, you will be like me, understand?"

"Shui'er understands. Sister, Shui'er is done washing, Shui'er is going to get up and get dressed." "As she spoke, Shui'er stood up from the water, her skin, as smooth as jade, adorned with a few flower petals. The young girl stepped out of the wooden tub, picked up a white silk towel from the side, dried herself, put on her clothes, and sat like a little adult at the dressing table, neatly combing her long, wet hair and gathering it in front of her.

Seeing Shui'er leave, Fu Qingqing picked up the silk towel and wiped the flower petals off her body. Fu Qingqing stood up, water droplets glistening as they slid off her body, revealing how smooth and tender her skin was.

Fu Qingqing gently dried herself, reached for the prepared undergarment, and put it on. This time, the undergarment was made of white silk, and the embroidery on it, like its owner, was a solitary orchid in a secluded valley. The beauty stepped out of the bathtub, and as she walked, a few strands of black hair occasionally peeked out from under the white undergarment, and..." Through the almost transparent silk bodice, a dark shadow could be seen between the beauty's jade-like legs. Her exposed, plump legs were like ivory carvings.

If someone were behind her, they would see her pink and pert buttocks; the swaying of her buttocks with each step was breathtakingly alluring. If it weren't for her dignified expression and ethereal气质, one might easily succumb to the allure of her beauty, whether divine or demonic, simply by looking at her body, which seemed to embody the essence of heaven and earth. Perhaps even the Asura Jade Maiden who once tempted Buddha would have fallen for her.

However, precisely because she had cultivated the supreme arts of the Jingzhai sect since childhood, possessing an innate spiritual energy, she did not give off any sense of lewdness; instead, it made her appear even more otherworldly.

Fu Qingqing took... A sheer robe hung from the clothes rack, concealing her exquisite figure beneath its silken fabric, though glimpses of her graceful curves could still be seen through. Entering the bedroom, she saw Xiao Shui'er asleep on the bed. Fu Qingqing gently tucked her exposed arm under the covers. Sitting by the bed, Fu Qingqing recalled the day's events. First, by merging her spirit with the millennia-old essence of the ancient zither, she had broken through her bottleneck in an instant, elevating her cultivation to a new level, reaching the state of oneness with heaven and man her master had spoken of.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Returning to Cihang.

Although she had only just entered that realm, Fu Qingqing felt as if she could readily mobilize the primordial energy of heaven and earth for her own use. Moreover, Fu Qingqing discovered a master of equal skill upstairs; perhaps he had already discovered her. Because she had deliberately tested her opponent while playing that divine melody, and although the opponent was slightly confused, they quickly regained their senses.

It was clear that she was not yet their match. Thinking of this, Fu Qingqing regretted her carelessness; she shouldn't have provoked trouble at this time.

But how could she be blamed? Two peerless masters who had reached the Celestial Realm had simultaneously appeared in a small pavilion; it was simply bad luck.

Although she was somewhat surprised that a master of equal skill was in the capital, she always respected her master and prioritized his dying wish, deciding to leave tomorrow to fulfill it as soon as possible.

Having made her decision, Fu Qingqing stopped worrying about anything else and sat cross-legged by the bed to begin practicing her cultivation technique. After all, she had just taken this step, and everything needed to be familiarized with and consolidated.

Meanwhile, Wang Ruoqin and his companions made some guesses about Qingqing's background but didn't get any convincing answers. Just then, a voice came from outside the door: "Master, I've brought you the things you asked me to fetch."

"Come in," the door opened, and an ordinary-looking man of about thirty walked in. He didn't even glance at Yelü Zhi and his companion, simply handing Wang Ruoqin a few sheets of paper, then turned and left, closing the door behind him. Although the middle-aged man could be considered a skilled fighter, compared to the three people in the room, he was clearly nothing, so no one paid him any attention.

Wang Ruoqin glanced at the papers in his hand and handed them to Yelü Zhi, saying, "Third Prince, this is the information you requested about Lu Qingyi. I hope you can succeed quickly, but I must say, you may not be able to get away with this from the Sword Saint. If he could be eliminated so easily, the Holy Venerable would have already taken his life. Well, that's all I have to say. I must take my leave. Please make yourselves at home; I have already paid the fee." With that, Wang Ruoqin pushed open the door and left.

After he disappeared through the doorway, Yelü Zhi carefully examined the papers in his hand and handed them to the middle-aged man who rarely spoke. Yelü Minghui looked at the information and frowned slightly.

Seeing the Grand Elder, whom he held in high esteem like a god, frown—this was the first time he had ever seen the usually confident elder so serious—he quickly asked, "Elder, what's wrong? Is it really as Wang Ruoqin said, that we have no chance of success?"

"Although this intelligence suggests that eliminating him will be difficult, intelligence is ultimately just speculation. Without a real battle, who can say for sure what the final outcome will be? Let's head to Suzhou now. Lu Qingyi is currently in Suzhou; we'll wait until we've secretly ascertained her strength before making any decisions."

"Alright, we'll do as the elder says. We'll head to Suzhou tomorrow. Elder, is that Fu Qingqing you mentioned really that skilled? Why can't I sense her true abilities? Do you think we should…?"

"No, with your current skills, you'd probably be discovered before you even get close to her room. This is a critical time. Put away your bad habits. Remember, this isn't our Great Liao. There are women you can't just mess with. Take this Fu Qingqing, for example. Just from that heavenly melody she played today, I can tell her cultivation is probably on par with mine. If you want to live a few more days, you'd better remember my words: you'd better never provoke this woman."

"Yes, Xiaozhi will remember the elder's teachings." Although he said this, his face still showed indifference, because in his opinion, Fu Qingqing couldn't possibly have reached the elder's demigod level at such a young age. Perhaps the elder wanted him to restrain himself and do a good job on this mission to increase his standing in his mother's eyes.

Seeing his expression, how could Yelü Minghui not know what he was thinking? But he understood that for Yelü Zhi, only after being taught a lesson would he remember and restrain his bad habits.

Let's not talk about Yelü Zhi and his group secretly planning to deal with Sword Saint Lu Qingyi in Jiangnan.

After several days of arduous travel, Fu Qingqing and Xiao Shui finally arrived at Mount Emei, renowned as "the most beautiful mountain under heaven." As one of the four sacred Buddhist mountains, it possesses its own unique charm. Majestic and imposing, with towering peaks, deep ravines, lush greenery, and swirling mists, every mountain offers a unique spectacle, and the scenery changes dramatically every ten miles.

Fu Qingqing led Xiao Shui into the majestic mountains, encountering many tourists along the way. Xiao Shui frequently exclaimed in amazement at the mountain's wonders. As they ventured deeper into the mountains, the path became deserted.

The two walked through some secluded forests, and Xiao Shui quieted down. She firmly grasped Fu Qingqing's hand, and Fu Qingqing, observing the shapes of the surrounding mountains and referring to the walking method her master had taught her, continued to explore. From morning until evening, the two crossed countless streams and traversed numerous peaks.

Fortunately, both possessed considerable cultivation, with Fu Qingqing having reached the Celestial Realm. Dealing with these challenges was a piece of cake. As the mountain rose higher, the two finally witnessed the wondrous sight of "four seasons on one mountain, different weather every ten miles." The scenery changed with every step, clouds floated and mountains moved, ever-changing. Finally, without realizing it, Fu Qingqing saw a very ordinary mountain peak in the distance, covered with the emerald bamboo her master had described.

Fu Qingqing glanced at the sky; thankfully, it was summer and not too late. Seeing the place her master had always longed to return to, Fu Qingqing held the urn of ashes on her back in her hands, silently saying, "Master, Qing'er has finally brought you back. Qing'er will definitely beg the Master to forgive you."

Fu Qingqing had Xiao Shui follow behind her, walking step by step towards the bamboo forest, releasing her aura and quickly spreading it out.

The Jingzhai disciples who were doing their evening prayers in the bamboo forest all felt this familiar aura, emanating from outside the forest. Everyone knew that besides the Master and a few senior disciples on the back mountain, the elders were all present at the Jingzhai. Everyone secretly wondered: Who possesses such high cultivation, and with the aura of our sect's inner cultivation method?

Chapter Twenty-Five: Tianqi in Trouble

. As the Grand Elder, she immediately demonstrated her abilities. She first announced that the evening class was over and dismissed everyone. Then she sent Elder Mu to invite the Abbot. Seeing Elder Mu quickly walk towards the bamboo forest, the Grand Elder said to the remaining elders, "Let's go and see. The newcomer clearly has a great connection with Jingzhai. We must not act rashly. I believe everyone feels that the newcomer's cultivation is unfathomable."

The elders, of course, knew that the newcomer's cultivation was comparable to their own, and even surpassed some of them.

Led by the Grand Elder, they arrived at the mountain gate and looked down the mountain path. They saw Fu Qingqing and Xiao Shui walking up step by step. The Grand Elder, with the highest cultivation, could see the two clearly from afar. Fu Qingqing was dressed in white, exuding a calming aura. Her face was streaked with tears, and she also suppressed her joy. In short, she was captivatingly beautiful yet ethereal, and perhaps only the sect leader and his personal disciple An Suqing could rival her in both temperament and appearance within the sect. The pretty young girl behind her also possessed exceptional talent, surpassing even many of the sect's outstanding disciples. Just as Ye

Xin was deep in thought, someone behind him said, "Elder, did you recognize who it was? Judging from the aura she exudes, we can confirm that she cultivates the sect's supreme mental technique and has even reached the Celestial Realm."

"The sect leader also recognized it, but I don't know why she knows our sect's unique skill. Where's Xiao Tianqi? He's always so attached to you!"

"You mean him? Su Qing is with me. As you know, among all the disciples in the sect, Su Qing is the closest to him. Sometimes even I get a little jealous."

Hearing Ye Xin say this, the usually unsmiling elder smiled and said, "Yes, it's rare to see that child so close to Su Qing. It hasn't been long since the little guy recognized people and started running around playing. He truly is a natural talent. I'm afraid even Xiao Xuan's aptitude isn't half as good as his. I wonder what kind of surprises he will bring us in the future?"

Just as the two were talking, a clear voice came from outside the mountain gate: "This unworthy disciple, Fu Qingqing, is escorting my master Sikong Xing'er's ashes back to the mountain.

" "Sikong Xing'er, could it be her?" the Grand Elder thought to himself upon hearing Fu Qingqing's words.

"Elder, is Sikong Xing'er the Master often mentions, Senior Uncle Sikong?" Ye Xin asked. "Perhaps, let me ask."

"Is your Master also called Sikong Shui?" the Grand Elder inquired.

"Indeed," Fu Qingqing replied. Ye Xin hurriedly led the elders out to greet them. Ye Xin saw Fu Qingqing kneeling outside the mountain gate, holding an urn of ashes in her hands, with a little girl kneeling behind her, curiously watching their group. Ye Xin quickly helped this woman, who could be considered his junior sister, to her feet, but Fu Qingqing refused to get up. Ye Xin said, "Junior sister, why won't you get up?"

"You called me junior sister, so you must have forgiven my master and allowed her to return to the sect?" Fu Qingqing asked in surprise. "Of course! Didn't you just say, 'unworthy disciple'? Even if she's unworthy, she's still a member of Jingzhai. Besides, Senior Sister Sikong has always been a disciple of Jingzhai. Back then, our grandmaster was angry and said she could never return to the mountain, but she regretted it after her anger subsided. However, we haven't heard from your master since. Before our grandmaster went into seclusion, she told your master that whenever Senior Sister Sikong returned, she would be a disciple of Jingzhai. Now you can rest assured, get up quickly."

Hearing Ye Xin's words, Fu Qingqing excitedly placed the urn on the ground and respectfully kowtowed several times. Xiao Shui behind her, seeing her sister's actions, also kowtowed. The elders were very satisfied. They were clearly happy that their second senior sister had such a successor.

The eldest elder stepped forward, helped the two up, and took the urn, handing it to an elder. Pulling Fu Qingqing along, the elder said, "Child, let me introduce you. These are your senior uncles." The elders smiled at the two of them, and Fu Qingqing quickly pulled Xiao Shui to kneel down and respectfully kowtow to them.

After receiving the greeting, the elders helped the two up and praised, "Senior Sister Sikong is truly blessed to have taken in two such outstanding disciples." Fu Qingqing modestly replied. The eldest elder then pulled her to Ye Xin and said, "This is Ye Xin, your senior sister, the current head of Jingzhai. You two sisters should get along well from now on." The two greeted each other.

Seeing that everything was settled, Ye Xin said, "Alright, today our Jingzhai has gained two more members. Eldest Elder, please arrange accommodations for our two junior sisters. Tomorrow, we will bring our senior uncle's ashes into the 'Fengying Hall.'"

"Yes," everyone nodded in agreement. Just as she finished giving the instructions, a disciple ran over from afar shouting, "Senior Sister, go and see Xiao Qi'er... he..."

"Tell me slowly, what happened to Tian Qi?" Seeing her junior sister running up breathlessly, Ye Xin suppressed her worry

and asked, "Senior sister, just now Senior Sister An was playing with Xiao Qi'er. Xiao Qi'er seemed angry because she couldn't catch Senior Sister An, so she ran into the spiritual spring by herself..."

"What, ran into the spiritual spring?" Ye Xin didn't listen to what the disciple said after that and immediately turned and ran towards the spiritual spring. A voice came from afar, "Elder, please settle the two junior sisters first. I'll go and see." Looking again, Ye Xin's figure was no longer visible. The Elder heard the voice and, although she was a little anxious, she was calmer than Ye Xin. She asked the disciple, "What happened next?"

The disciple said, "Later, Xiao Qi'er sank in the spring for a while and then floated up, but her whole body was covered in a layer of white light, so we couldn't see what was inside. Senior Sister An is guarding the spring."

"You guys go and see too. Elder Mu, stay and help me arrange accommodations for the two junior nephews." "

The Grand Elder said this, and the other elders nodded to the two women and ran into the study.

Although Fu Qingqing was a little curious about who this Xiao Qi'er they were talking about was, she hadn't asked since she was new here.

The Grand Elder, being such a person, could easily see through Fu Qingqing's doubts. So, as they walked, he began to tell her about Xiao Tianqi's miraculous background. After hearing this unbelievable story, Fu Qingqing was naturally very surprised. If she hadn't immediately recognized that Ye Xin was still a virgin, she probably wouldn't have believed such an absurd thing.

Seeing the expression on her face, the Grand Elder smiled and said, "Can't believe it? You'll know I'm not lying when you see that little guy." As he spoke, they arrived at the door of a small bamboo house. The Grand Elder pushed open the door and said, "From now on, you two will live here. Are you satisfied with this place?"

Fu Qingqing looked at the simple bamboo furniture in the room, without any gaudy or vulgar decorations. It suited her just right. She quickly said, "This disciple is very satisfied with the environment here. Thank you, Senior Uncle."

"Alright, you sisters should rest well and wash away the dust of your journey. If you need anything, just find one of the other sisters nearby and they can bring you to me." "

Disciple understands, thank you for your trouble, Master Uncle."

"I won't disturb you any longer, it's getting dark, I need to go see what that little brat has gotten up to this time." With that, he and Elder Mu walked outside. Fu Qingqing and Xiao Shui hurriedly saw the two off to the door, and only returned to the bamboo house after they had gone far away. After packing their meager belongings, Fu Qingqing thought to herself: Master, your disciple has finally brought you back. The sect leader has already accepted us as disciples, so you can rest assured now.

"Sister, Xiao Shui is sleepy," Xiao Shui, looking tired, tugged at the somewhat absent-minded Fu Qingqing.

"Little Shui, be good. You can rest after you take a bath." "Little Shui knows," the little girl replied obediently.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Master's Concubine

's Annoyance After the two had washed in warm water and changed into new clothes, they entered the outer room and saw several plates of vegetarian dishes on the table , still steaming, making them look

incredibly appetizing. It turned out that while the two were washing, a fellow disciple had been sent by the elder to bring them clothes and food. Fu Qingqing and Little Shui sat at the table looking at the food. Although they were usually treated like royalty and nobles, with delicacies at their disposal, today they felt that their lonely hearts, which had been lonely for months since their master's passing, had finally found a home. The elder's care made them feel loved again. Even though she was highly skilled and famous, it couldn't be ignored that she was still just a young girl in her prime. After eating, the two rested on their own.

Deep in the bamboo forest, there was an exquisite A bamboo house exuded a natural aura. Not far from the house, a ball of light flickered, strikingly bright in the darkness. The light seemed to float on a pool of water, and by its glow, several people could be seen standing on the edge. Most prominent among them was Ye Xin, closest to the light. Bathed in the hazy glow, Ye Xin, dressed in white, her ribbons fluttering in the cool night breeze, looked like a fairy descended to earth, a celestial being. However, her face was filled with anxiety and worry as she gazed at the light.

Beside her stood a woman no less beautiful than Ye Xin, her exquisitely beautiful face filled with self-reproach and worry. Her jade-like hands unconsciously twisted the emerald green ribbon at her waist—this was An Suqing. Just as the two were gazing at the light in the pool, someone approached them and said, “Master, Suqing, don’t be anxious. Since Heaven has allowed Tianqi to come into this world in such a miraculous way, we cannot judge him with ordinary eyes.” "Don't be surprised by anything that happens to him; perhaps this is what he's meant to experience."

After figuring out the situation, the Grand Elder saw the two extraordinary figures in the hall watching the ball of light with worried expressions, completely lacking their usual calm and wisdom. They were truly flustered by their own concerns. He couldn't help but offer some words of comfort.

Hearing the Grand Elder's words, the two withdrew their gaze and silently circulated their inner energy to calm themselves. Ye Xin nodded to the Grand Elder and said, "Thank you for your concern, Elder. It was my mind that was in turmoil. Have you arranged things for your two junior sisters?"

"Everything is arranged. I imagine they are already resting."

"That's good. Everyone else, go and rest first. I'll stay here for now; we still have to handle Master Sikong's funeral tomorrow." Hearing Ye

Xin's words, the elder, who usually doted on Ye Tianqi, could only glance at the still shimmering ball of light before reluctantly taking his leave. Soon, only four people remained by the pool: the Grand Elder, Ye Xin, An Suqing, and a little girl who refused to leave.

The little girl, about three or four years old, stared at Ye Xin with a stubborn expression. Ye Xin, seeing the unyielding spirit in his beloved disciple's bright eyes, couldn't help but nod in approval.

Truly worthy of being the disciple with the second-highest talent in the sect, second only to his own child. This young girl, already a beauty in the making, was one of the orphans the Grand Elder had recently brought back from outside; he had immediately noticed her unique charm among the girls.

She had been moved by the indomitable look in Shi Yu'er's eyes and thus decided to take her as her disciple. Because of her young age, she only remembered that her parents were dead and that her name was Shi Yu. After spending a few days together, Ye Xin discovered Shi Yu'er's extraordinary qualities; she possessed remarkable maturity and enviable martial arts talent.

Most importantly, Ye Tianqi, who had shown extraordinary abilities shortly after birth, displayed affection for the little girl far beyond what was expected. While this didn't make Ye Xin, as her mother, jealous, it made the elders and disciples who doted on Tianqi extremely envious of Shi Yu'er. Following the custom of the hermitage, Ye Xin gave Shi Yu'er another name—Shi Feixuan.

"Little Xuan, come here. Since you don't want to go back, Master won't force you." The little girl stood beside Ye Xin, pointing to the flickering ball of light, and said, "Master, what is Brother Qi doing inside? Why do I feel him calling me?"

"Little Xuan, you said you can sense Tianqi's movements?" Ye Xin asked anxiously. Even the Grand Elder and An Suqing, who were standing behind her, came closer to look at Shi Feixuan.

Seeing the expressions on her master's and elders' faces, Shi Feixuan, though more mature than other children her age, was still a child at heart. She said somewhat childishly, "Xiao Xuan isn't lying. Xiao Xuan just felt Brother Qi calling me." As she spoke, the little girl walked towards the pool and pointed her slender white hand at the ball of light.

However, Shi Feixuan saw a look of surprise on her master's face, and then felt her body fly up as if out of control. A cool gas, like tiny insects, burrowed into her body, frantically gathering in her dantian. Fortunately, the little girl possessed an unusual calmness. When she noticed the gas circulating within her body, she automatically activated the cultivation technique her master had taught her.

Gradually, Shi Feixuan felt as if she were being held in someone's arms. A warm current emanated from the other person, merging perfectly with the cool gas that had entered her body. Part of it remained in her dantian, while the majority of the neutralized current flowed through her hands into the other person's body. This process repeated itself for an unknown amount of time before Shi Feixuan awoke from that wonderful state.

Suddenly finding herself sitting cross-legged in a little boy's lap, Shi Feixuan abruptly opened her eyes and saw a pair of incredibly deep eyes. She longed to immerse herself completely in that gaze.

Suddenly, a child's voice said, "Sister Xuan, wake up!" Shi Feixuan immediately snapped back to reality. The deep eyes had vanished, replaced by bright, slightly mischievous eyes looking at her. Looking at that seemingly familiar face, Shi Feixuan timidly asked, "You...you're Brother Tianqi?"

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Longevity Technique

"Yes." After a month of being pampered at Cihang Jingzhai, Ye Tianqi had finally fully integrated into his current role.

However, just days after birth, he discovered that his body wasn't as perfect as he had imagined. For nearly ten months inside Ye Xin's body, his aura was completely connected to hers. Because Ye Xin possessed a virgin's primordial yin body, the little pure yin energy he originally had (though this was only in comparison to the unparalleled cultivation of the逍遥天尊; even with decades of arduous cultivation, Ye Xin's virgin yin body might not have possessed more than a third of the yin energy of the infant Xiaoyao Tianzun) was absorbed and stored by Ye Xin's body.

As a result, Ye Tianqi only discovered after birth that his yin and yang energies were significantly imbalanced.

Yin and yang energies can be considered the innate qi in Taoism, extremely important to the human body. When a person's yin and yang energies are imbalanced, illness occurs. When the yin and yang energies are depleted, the body loses its vitality and dies.

The essence of cultivation is cultivating one's innate qi. By utilizing various methods accumulated by predecessors, one strengthens this innate qi. Upon reaching a certain level, this qi can be gathered and materialized into what people call a nascent soul. Once a nascent soul is formed, it can absorb, circulate, and harmonize the yin and yang energies within the body.

Thus, one reaches the realm of longevity; as long as one doesn't suffer devastating harm, one will have a long lifespan. If one can return the yin and yang energies within the body to chaos, one can possess an indestructible body, reaching a divine realm where one lives as long as heaven and earth, shining as brightly as the sun and moon.

Ye Tianqi, possessing the memories of the carefree celestial being who cultivated from an ordinary person to almost reaching the divine realm, is naturally very clear about this cultivation method. However, Ye Tianqi doesn't want to retrace the path of the carefree celestial being, because he has already understood a trace of the mysteries of heaven and earth in the memories of the carefree celestial being's enlightenment when his soul was almost scattered.

It can be said that the cultivation methods currently popular in the mortal world are a continuation of the methods of cultivating divinity and immortality. Because cultivating divinity requires a mysterious divine bloodline, which primarily relies on bloodline for power transmission, some individuals with pure divine bloodlines possess immense power even in infancy.

However, the drawback is the difficulty in enhancing their abilities through cultivation. Thus, with the proliferation of various races, the Yellow Emperor devised a plan to weaken the divine bloodline, making those born with great supernatural powers almost extinct. However, there are still coincidences where people are born with innate abilities, what people commonly refer to as extraordinary talents.

Cultivating immortality requires exceptional innate talent, while cultivating divinity requires a pure bloodline, both of which are impossible for ordinary people. Therefore, exceptionally talented ancestors combined the strengths of both to create martial arts cultivation. Furthermore, the immortal path was suppressed by the Qin Emperor, resulting in a flourishing of martial arts after the Qin Dynasty.

Now, Ye Tianqi has decided to pursue martial arts, which he had long desired in his previous life. Since it has thrived for millennia alongside the immortal and divine paths, it must possess extraordinary qualities. He has already discovered its wonders in the women of Cihang Jingzhai. In just a few decades of cultivation, he could rival those who had cultivated for centuries.

After discovering his physical condition, Ye Tianqi pondered how to compensate through cultivation. However, the techniques of Cihang Jingzhai were completely unsuitable for him. Fortunately, he had a remarkable mother and many loving women, allowing him to move freely within the Jingzhai's millennia-old collection of quiet chambers.

Although someone was watching over him, he still discovered a truly magical book – the *Longevity Manual*. In his previous life, Ye Tianqi knew of a similar magical book called the *Longevity Manual* from Huang Da's novels. In his view, the *Longevity Manual* he discovered was absolutely no less powerful than the four great martial arts books of the world. Moreover, its wonders were likely far greater than those in Huang Da's book. Because, with the vision he inherited from the carefree Celestial Venerable, he could see that this book was a combination of the essence of immortal and divine cultivation. The book contained no explanations or annotations, only nine illustrations.

Each painting represents a method of cultivating qi. Practicing only one painting can open up the meridians throughout the body, regulate the yin and yang energies, strengthen the body, and prolong life. Reaching the highest level of mastery can lead to becoming an unparalleled master. However, cultivating each painting is extremely difficult; most people can only choose one to cultivate, focusing on a single type of true qi. Over the years, countless extraordinary individuals have attempted to complete the cultivation of all nine paintings. Strangely, no one has been able to cultivate four paintings simultaneously, although some have managed to fully comprehend three, even transcending the void to attain enlightenment. This further deepens the book's mystique.

One can only imagine the level achieved by mastering just three paintings; what kind of cultivation would it take to fully comprehend all nine? Therefore, this book became a coveted treasure in the martial arts world, sparking bloodshed and countless deaths among martial artists. Finally, the matter alarmed the renowned masters of the time. The abbot of Cihang Jingzhai, along with several other prominent figures, obtained the "Longevity Manual" and sealed it within the Cihang Jingzhai, thus calming the storm.

Perhaps it was fate that Ye Tianqi discovered it. Upon discovery, he was astonished by the incredible techniques within the scrolls. Even with his exceptional insight, he couldn't fully comprehend it. He only realized that these nine diagrams contained far more than just nine sets of techniques; they were practically the general outline of all martial arts in the world. Nine times nine is the number of returning to the origin, and in Ye Tianqi's view, all martial arts in the world could not escape the scope of this book. It contained the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, the way of the sun, moon, and stars, and the connection between heaven and earth, and between humanity and the world. The level of understanding one could reach by comprehending this book was beyond Ye Tianqi's comprehension.

To his delight, he had found a way to maintain the balance of Yin and Yang within his body from the book.

In one of the scrolls, Ye Tianqi comprehended the transformation of Yin and Yang in heaven and earth and the harmony of the human body. However, due to a severe deficiency of Yin energy within him, he had an extreme craving for Yin energy. Therefore, shortly after birth, he gained the affection of all the women in the hermitage because of the strong pure Yang aura emanating from him.

He also became somewhat inseparable from the beautiful and elegant disciples of the hermitage. However, because they had all undergone years of secluded cultivation, their Yin energy was no longer released, preventing Ye Tianqi from absorbing any Yin energy.

It wasn't until his young master, Fei Xuan, came to the hermitage that Ye Tianqi discovered she was a rare woman with a pure Yin constitution, possessing exceptionally abundant Yin energy. In other words, her innate Qi was greater than that of ordinary people, and it was more Yin-oriented. Coupled with her young age and lack of cultivation techniques to conceal her Qi, it leaked out, directly resulting in Ye Tianqi becoming infatuated with Fei Xuan—or rather, with the Qi she emitted. After several days of calming down, Ye Tianqi barely managed to regain his precarious balance.

Ye Tianqi didn't know why Ye Xin had given Shi Yu'er the name Shi Feixuan. It reminded him of the aloof, ethereal, and incredibly wise woman in Huang Da's novel, a woman who manipulated Xu Kou and Shi Yu'er—Shi Feixuan.

If Ye Tianqi were to comment on this aloof beauty from Huang Da's work, he truly wouldn't know what to say. To say she was heartless was perhaps an exaggeration, but from her perspective, she had to act that way. Yet, he couldn't call her a sentimental woman either, otherwise she wouldn't have been so persistent in her pursuit of the Dao.

From the first day he met the little girl named Shi Feixuan, Ye Tianqi told himself that he absolutely couldn't let the already pitiful Shi Yu'er become like the woman in Huang Da's novel, only knowing how to pursue the Dao.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Beginning of Immortality

One day, Ye Tianqi discovered a spiritual spring. The aura emanating from the pool made him feel so comfortable he almost floated away. This spiritual spring could be considered the source of the mountain's spiritual energy, gathering the entire mountain's spiritual power.

Now that Ye Tianqi had found a way to cultivate the Longevity Technique and could take the opportunity to calm his body, he planned to cultivate in this spring. However, he was watched by Ye Xin every day and couldn't approach the extremely cold place for the disciples of Jingzhai.

Today, someone came down from the mountain, and Ye Xin didn't accompany him, only asking An Suqing and Xiao Shifeixuan to play with him. Knowing this was a rare opportunity, Ye Tianqi took advantage of their inattention and jumped into the icy pool.

As soon as he entered, Ye Tianqi felt a cool breeze enter his body, but the speed of entry was unsatisfactory. At this rate, he would have to stay here for years to balance the Yin and Yang energies in his body.

Suddenly, he remembered the eight scrolls of diagrams he had gradually come to understand, so he calmed his mind and silently began to circulate the meridian pathways on the scrolls. At first, Ye Tianqi felt as if his body was suddenly shining brightly, and his meridians seemed to be changing, contracting eight times each time, for a total of eight contractions, or sixty-four times.

Just as the final movement ended, Ye Tianqi felt as if every pore in his body had opened. In that instant, he felt as if he had merged into the entire universe. A booming sound came from his dantian, and the yang energy that had been gathered suddenly exploded like the beginning of the universe. The clouds, after contracting sixty-four times, suddenly seemed to have ten thousand points of starlight entering his body.

In fact, if anyone had noticed at that moment, they would have seen all the stars in the sky flicker for a moment, as if their essence had been lost, but they immediately recovered.

At this moment, Ye Tianqi was surprised to find that his dantian was like a small universe. When he immersed his mind in it, it felt like a real world, but those planets were like fireballs, and his mind was clearly scorched.

At this moment, the yin energy from the outside world seemed to be uncontrollably surging into his body. Logically, he should be happy at this moment. His small universe was obviously caused by the imbalance of yin and yang, and as long as he replenished the yin energy immediately, his small universe would be full of vitality. However, Ye Tianqi had no words to express his suffering.

Because the surging Yin energy was actually drawn in automatically by the Yang energy within his own body, it was unrefined and uncontrollably rampaging through his microcosm, almost destroying the newly formed universe.

At this moment, he remembered Shi Feixuan by the pool, sensed her presence, and thankfully, she hadn't left. So he called her name in his heart. Due to the power of his mind, Shi Feixuan indeed vaguely sensed Ye Tianqi's call. She took a few steps forward, only to be sucked into the pool by the impatient Ye Tianqi, leading to the aforementioned events.

When Shi Feixuan saw a boy who vaguely resembled Ye Tianqi, she asked him if he was her younger brother Qi. Only then did Shi Feixuan carefully examine this drastically changed younger brother Qi. Although his appearance had changed, the warm aura unique to Ye Tianqi made her sit cross-legged in his lap without any reservations.

Only when she looked around did she realize with surprise that she and Ye Tianqi were inside a large cocoon, but the cocoon walls were like white jade, cool to the touch. It seemed as if liquid flowed within the jade walls, and occasionally a glimmer of starlight would flash.

Looking at her own body, the girl immediately exclaimed, "Ah!" She realized that she seemed to have grown up quite a bit, her body now appearing to be about ten years old. Already somewhat precocious, she immediately crossed her arms over her chest, but felt slightly relieved when she saw her clothes were still torn. Looking

closer, she saw that Ye Tianqi had also grown considerably. Ye Tianqi looked at the girl he was so intimately connected with with a very strange gaze. This was probably the first time he had been so close to a woman… Thinking back to the wonderful feeling and sudden enlightenment he had experienced when they had seemingly merged as one, refining the surging Yin energy, he finally understood the reason for their current state.

It turned out that after Ye Tianqi instinctively pulled Shi Feixuan, whom he considered his lifeline, into the ball of light, he seemed to lose consciousness, relying entirely on his understanding of the Longevity Mantra to activate its miraculous techniques. The Longevity Mantra truly lived up to its reputation as the greatest book of all time; its earth-shattering power immediately linked the two's auras. As a result, the yin energy, passing through Shi Feixuan's body and Ye Tianqi's yang energy, underwent a transformation. A portion of the yin and yang energies transformed into nothingness, yet remained tangibly within his body, seemingly integrated into every cell.

His inner universe, nourished by the gentle yin energy, gradually regained its vitality, beginning to revolve around a void that had appeared at its center. Wasn't this the scene of the ninth image of the Longevity Mantra? Only now were the nine images completely merged, reaching the ultimate unity.

What Ye Tianqi didn't realize was that he wasn't the only one who benefited from this unexpected turn of events. At least Shi Feixuan's body, cleansed and refined by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, was no weaker than the body of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, shaped by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which cultivators strive for—and perhaps even surpassed it.

How could a body reshaped later in life possibly be more perfect than a naturally born one? Although in the early stages, a reconstructed immortal body was much stronger than a naturally born one, it was far more difficult to advance further on top of that. Otherwise, why were Li Jing, Yang Jian, and the other seven immortals declared saints by their physical bodies after the Investiture of the Gods, while those who only retained their primordial spirits could only be conferred the title of god?

Therefore, the only correct path was to cultivate one's own body and gradually strengthen it. Shi Feixuan, on the other hand, had her naturally born body transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the fusion of Yin and Yang energies mainly took place within her body. Therefore, the void chaotic energy also remained within her.

The Yin energy that hadn't entered their bodies but had gathered and, along with the scattered starlight, gradually solidified and enveloped the two of them. It has become a rare 'star jade' in the world.

Ye Tianqi's current strength is probably no less than any of the four grandmasters of today. However, Ye Tianqi knows he's like a millionaire with billions but doesn't know how to spend it. Although his true essence and inner energy are exceptionally profound, he still doesn't know how to use the circulation techniques to unleash his true power. After some exploration, he can now smoothly circulate the third stage of the Nine Revolutions. From having no power to gaining power again, Ye Tianqi was thrilled and used brute force to break through the 'Star Jade' blocking his way.

Nearly ten days have passed. Apart from bringing Sikong Xing'er's ashes into the "Fengying Pavilion," Ye Xin has spent almost all her time watching the ever-changing ball of light.

Ye Xin has become extremely haggard. Her beautiful face makes one want to hold her and protect her, but seeing the anxiety and expectation in her eyes makes one unable to feel any disrespect.

Standing beside her is another beautiful woman, whose elegance and temperament are no less than Ye Xin's, but she also looks like she hasn't rested for days. They also glanced occasionally at the now-solidified ball of light. Just a few days ago, after Shi Feixuan was sucked into the ball of light, the three present were thrown into disarray, trying every method they could, but unable to break through the seemingly ethereal barrier of light.

However, the yin energy in the pool then surged into the ball of light as if it were becoming tangible. Although they were quite surprised by the strange phenomenon before them and somewhat worried about the two inside, since they couldn't contact the two children inside, they could only wait for them to come out on their own.

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