Carefree and leisurely 1-3

Chapter 1 My Mother

A gentle breeze blew, and atop the misty mountaintop, a group of people floated in the air, surrounding a man.

The man, surrounded, looked at the crowd that had cornered him, and smiled: "Looks like today is
my death day. Not bad, this place is beautiful, perfect for my burial."

"Hmph! You demon, you think you can leave a trace? Today we'll grind you to dust!" The crowd on the periphery
glared at the man and cursed angrily.

The man wasn't angry; instead, he was overjoyed: "To turn to ashes and ride the wind across the heavens and earth, wonderful, wonderful!"

"Stop wasting time talking to this demon, let's attack together!"

With that, the crowd displayed their various abilities, flying swords, lightning bolts, and so on towards the man.

Outnumbered and outmatched, the man was already at his limit. Though his body was covered in wounds, his face showed no sorrow. He mustered
his last bit of strength to force the crowd back.

The man, looking strange, said dejectedly, "I've said it many times, I don't like being
called a demon. Please call me an immortal, okay?"

Seeing the man still toying with them even on his deathbed, the crowd didn't say anything more, but increased their strength
. The man was powerless to resist the incoming attack.

In his final moments, the man recalled his life spanning three thousand years, and then his body shattered
.

The Cui family of Chun'an County was a prominent local clan. While their wealth accumulated through generations of commerce was immense
, it was certainly enough to rival a city's riches.

When the current patriarch, Cui Yuanfeng, married Lin Man'er, the daughter of the renowned martial arts master Lin Yun, the banquet alone lasted
three months —a whole season! During that time, even the beggars in the city gained three pounds.

In the main hall of the Cui mansion, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure, her alluring curves barely concealed by a purple dress,
paced muttering, "What should I do? What if my son doesn't wake up?
Has Yuanfeng found my father yet?"

Cui Yuanfeng, sitting steadily in his armchair, comforted his wife, Lin Man'er, seeing her anxious state:
"Man'er, don't worry, Xin'er is a lucky child. He'll definitely pull through this time. Your father has already notified
all the merchant guilds to search."

"What if he doesn't pull through? He's my only son, and your Cui family only has one son. You're still
sitting there so calmly, aren't you worried?!" Lin Man'er grew increasingly angry, looking at the composed Cui Yuanfeng, and reached out
to strike him.

Cui Yuanfeng didn't stop her. Firstly, his wife needed to vent her anxiety about the child; secondly, his plump, well-
off body meant his wife's blows wouldn't hurt—well, they didn't hurt unless she used real force.

A capable doctor in his sixties or seventies walked in from outside the hall. Before he could speak, Lin Man'er asked anxiously, "
Doctor Xu , is Xin'er feeling any better?"

Doctor Xu was invited to the Cui family by Cui Xin's maternal grandfather, the chivalrous hero Lin Yun, since she was a child. The reason was that Cui Xin had a
weak heart since childhood and had almost died many times. After careful care and treatment, her heart had stabilized by the age of twelve. Three years later,
which is now, Doctor Xu saw that Cui Xin was out of danger and was preparing to take his leave of the Cui family. Who knew that Cui Xin would suddenly faint
and has been unconscious for seven days and six nights now.

"Madam, the young master's heart pulse has stabilized. The calming incense and other miraculous medicines haven't been neglected for a moment. Now, all we can do
is keep his quarters quiet to avoid startling him, and wait for him to wake up."

Lin Man'er, hearing the same words as yesterday, looked displeased: "Doctor Lin, you said the same thing yesterday and the day before,
but it's been seven days, and Xin'er still hasn't woken up. I need to go see Xin'er again."

"Didn't you just go half an hour ago? With you going in and out, a lot of the calming incense must have dissipated," Cui
Yuanfeng said.

The calming incense's effect is to keep a person with a broken heart pulse conscious. Its usual purpose is to allow a dying
person to finish their last words. The price of calming incense is extremely high, and the required materials are so rare that it's usually only
kept in the homes of royalty and nobility.

The Cui family, because of Cui Xin, keeps a large supply of calming incense. For this, the Cui family and Cui Xin's maternal grandfather, the chivalrous Lin Yun,
have paid a considerable amount of money and favors.

Lin Man'er's expression grew increasingly unpleasant upon hearing her husband's words: "Why are you so worried about those calming incense sticks? Is your son more important!
Or the incense!"

Cui Yuanfeng was about to explain, but seeing his wife's haggard appearance from days and nights of sleeplessness, he
said nothing and waved her away.

Lin Man'er didn't even look at her husband after speaking, and hurriedly headed towards Cui Xin's residence.

Cui Xin's courtyard was the largest in the Cui family compound, and also the one with the most trees; one might mistake it for a forest.
Beyond the vast woods, a refined courtyard appeared before them.

Several maids in the gatehouse held a silver thread, which led directly to Cui Xin's room in the center of the courtyard.

"Greetings, Madam," the maids greeted Lin Man'er softly without rising.

In Cui Xin's courtyard, all etiquette was kept simple and silent—a rule Lin Man'er had established long ago.

Nodding, Lin Man'er asked, "How is Xin'er?" "

Reporting to Madam, the young master's pulse is stable, but he hasn't woken up." The silver threads in the maids' hands were connected to Cui Xin's
wrists ; these maids had studied medicine since childhood and were Cui Xin's nurses.

Lin Man'er didn't ask further and walked towards Cui Xin's door, gently opening it and entering the room as quickly and quietly as possible.
The room was filled with the scent of calming incense, which cleared Lin Man'er's somewhat confused and worried mind.

Slowing her breathing and inhaling only the minimum amount of calming incense, Lin Man'er entered the bedroom. Looking at her already
emaciated son, who had been in a coma for seven days and six nights, relying entirely on medication to stay alive, she was now skin and bones.

Tears involuntarily wet her cheeks. Holding back her sobs, Lin Man'er looked at her suffering son,
her heart filled with regret. It was all her fault; otherwise, how could her son have ended up like this?

In her youth, Lin Man'er was a formidable female knight-errant, her
skills honed under the tutelage of her father, the renowned swordsman Lin Yun. She retained her chivalrous spirit even after becoming a mother.

One day, eight months pregnant, Lin Man'er happened
to be attending the Lantern Festival. Bored after a long period of rest during her pregnancy, and not being a first-time mother, she went to the city's lantern festival under the protection of the Cui family guards.

The crowds were lively and exciting, but also a breeding ground for petty theft.
Lin Man'er witnessed this, and while she had zero tolerance for such behavior, considering her pregnancy,
she sent the Cui family guards to chase the thief.

However, the thief was incredibly agile, weaving through the crowd and seemingly about to slip away from the guards.
Lin Man'er couldn't sit still any longer. Using her lightness skill, she quickly closed in on the thief despite her large pregnant belly.

Seeing he was about to be captured, the thief threw out his weapon—a tube of poisoned needles. Unfazed by
the dense barrage of needles flying towards him, Lin Man'er easily dispersed them with a flick of her palm.

The thief, seeing his captor was a skilled fighter, initially had no intention of resisting. However, upon recognizing a
pregnant woman , he suddenly became fierce, advancing instead of running.

Seeing the thief wasn't going to surrender, Lin Man'er used her
internal energy to fight him. The thief was no match and was defeated after five rounds. However, whether it was because Lin Man'er's skills had deteriorated due to her long pregnancy and lack of training,
or the thief had found an opening

, just as she was about to subdue him, the thief pulled a poisoned knife from his sleeve and slashed Lin Man'er
's stomach. Although Lin Man'er quickly subdued the thief and forced out the poison...

However, a trace of poison still seeped into the unborn Cui Xin's body, causing her to be born with a weak heart and
nearly die. Lin Man'er was filled with remorse and had always protected Cui Xin to atone for her mistake.

Sitting by the bed, Lin Man'er reached out and touched Cui Xin's withered cheek, her eyes filled with pity. Just then, Cui
Xin's eyelids twitched.

Darkness. Where was this? Wasn't I surrounded and beaten to ashes? My soul was scattered too.
I couldn't possibly in the underworld. Such a familiar smell... It's the smell of calming incense. I miss it so much.

Huh? Someone is touching me. The strength and movement of the touch are so familiar, so familiar that it's unbelievable.
Could it be...?

Opening her eyes, the light emanating from the luminous stone in the room wasn't dazzling, but her eyes, which hadn't seen light for so long, could
n't adjust. All she could see was a white blur. Cui Xin frowned.

A hand immediately shielded his eyes, its palm slightly open, light streaming through the fingers. He smelled
the fragrance emanating from the hand—a scent unforgettable even after three thousand years. Could it be…?

“Xin’er, Xin’er, you’re finally awake! That’s wonderful, that’s wonderful…”

The familiar voice beside him made Cui Xin blurt out without hesitation, “Mother?”

Hearing Cui Xin’s hoarse voice, Lin Man’er felt both joy and heartache. “Xin’er, don’t speak yet, come and drink some water.”

Water had always been prepared in the room. Cui Xin’s eyes adjusted to the light. He watched as Lin Man’er removed
the hand from his eyes, revealing a beautiful, yet haggard face—his mother. Cui Xin was stunned
.

Lin Man’er stood up, embraced Cui Xin, and lifted him against the cushions. Cui Xin looked at his mother, who was bending down; her clothes, which
barely contained her large breasts, revealed large expanses of snow-white skin, captivating his gaze.

As water was spooned into Cui Xin's mouth, Cui Xin finally came to her senses. Was this really
her when she was ten or so? Had she returned to the past? Why?

Oh well, what's done is done. Whether it was real or not, if she had truly returned to the past, so be it. If she was trapped in
a dream, then she would experience the legendary tale of attaining enlightenment in a dream.

After drinking a few cups of water, Cui Xin moved her body and felt her weakness. She hadn't
eaten for at least a week. Her immediate priority was to recover.

"Mother, I'm hungry," Cui Xin's voice was no longer so hoarse.

Lin Man'er pulled the silver thread tied to Cui Xin's hand, and the maids who had been waiting at the door for a long time came in.

"Go and make some medicinal food. Go and inform Doctor Lin and the head of the family that Xin'er has woken up."

After instructing the maids, Lin Man'er held Cui Xin's hand and channeled her internal energy to strengthen Cui Xin's meridians.

Feeling the internal energy surging into his body, Cui Xin didn't hesitate to use some techniques he had learned
to nourish his body.

Lin Man'er, carrying a bowl of medicinal food, gently blew on it to keep it warm as she fed him spoonful by spoonful, when footsteps sounded outside the door
.

The round and plump Cui Yuanfeng entered the room, a glint of tears in his squinting eyes, and happily laughed, "See? It
's our son! Good fortune will surely smile upon him!" "

Keep your voice down!" Cui Yuanfeng was laughing loudly when a voice pierced his ears, making him stop laughing in pain.

Seeing Lin Man'er glaring at him using telepathy, Cui Yuanfeng chuckled awkwardly and covered his mouth.

Doctor Lin followed closely behind and gave Cui Xin a thorough examination, diagnosing that his heart was stable but he was currently
malnourished and needed proper care.

Cui Yuanfeng and Doctor Lin stayed for a while before leaving, but Lin Man'er wanted to spend more time with Cui Xin; this
incident had truly frightened her.

"Xin'er, don't go to the White Jade Taoist Temple to seek enlightenment again. It's crowded and there's nothing
of . If you faint again, I won't live either," Lin Man'er
said earnestly, holding Cui Xin's hand.

Hearing her mother mention seeking enlightenment, Cui Xin was overwhelmed with thoughts. Seeking enlightenment! Since childhood, Cui Xin had been sickly and
had no interest in fame or fortune, only in seeking immortality. Lin Man'er hadn't stopped her; after all, perhaps immortals could
cure Cui Xin's congenital deficiencies and make her healthy.

"Okay, Mother, I promise you, I won't go to the White Jade Taoist Temple again," Cui Xin agreed, looking at her mother's worried expression.

The White Jade Taoist Temple... indeed, there's nothing of real value there. But I didn't faint there back then. Was it
because of travel?

Lin Man'er's gloom lessened slightly as she continued, "Xin'er, please stay home and rest these days,
okay?"

Lin Man'er was genuinely afraid. She had seen Cui Xin gradually recover over the past few years and had agreed to let him go to the Baiyu
Daoist Temple to seek enlightenment. Who knew he would fall into a coma on his first long trip? Lin Man'er dared not let Cui Xin leave the house again.

Hearing his mother's words, Cui Xin realized his body was indeed very weak and naturally wouldn't run around recklessly. Moreover, having been
given a second chance at life, he could start many things anew and needed to think things through carefully.

Lin Man'er smiled at her son and said, "Of course, Mother. I don't want my family to worry about me,
but I also hope you can grant me some requests."

Without hesitation, Lin Man'er replied, "Xin'er, as long as it doesn't harm you, Mother will grant you anything."

Looking into his mother's expectant eyes, Cui Xin remembered how his mother had always been incredibly indulgent, fulfilling his every wish except for things that might harm
him . But back then, he hadn't truly understood
what he wanted; he hadn't found his own path.

Three thousand years of life is like a dream, and while skills and abilities are certainly important, none are as crucial as finding one's own path.
Cui Xin's philosophy was simple: he would do whatever he wanted, regardless of morality or law, ultimately making him universally despised.

But Cui Xin didn't care. Like a celestial being or a demon, he liked being called a celestial, simply because
he liked it without reason.

Looking at the alluring, voluptuous woman before him, with her large breasts and shapely buttocks, Cui Xin's only thought
was to possess her, to possess her body and soul as her son, regardless of the means.

Cui Xin smiled and leaned closer to his mother. Lin Man'er didn't flinch, and Cui Xin's head rested
on her soft, fragrant breasts, the familiar scent of milk filling his nostalgia.

"Mom, will you sleep with me tonight? I had a nightmare while I was unconscious, I'm so scared,"

Cui Xin said, his head still nuzzling against his mother's breasts, enjoying the warmth of her large breasts through her clothes.

Lin Man'er had no doubts. She tenderly hugged Cui Xin, stroking his hair. "Xin'er, don't be afraid. Mother will
sleep with you. With Mother here, no nightmares will dare to bother you."

Feeling his mother's warmth in her arms, Cui Xin naturally wrapped his arms around Lin Man'er's waist, his arm
casually squeezing the side of her large breasts.

After snuggling in his mother's arms for a while, Cui Xin invited Lin Man'er to the bed. He asked his
mother everyday matters, and comparing them with his own memories, everything matched except for his sudden coma.

Due to physical weakness or the effects of time travel, Cui Xin, despite being unconscious for seven days, still felt sleepy.

"Mother, I'm a little sleepy. Can I hold you while we sleep?"

Seeing her son's pitiful yet expectant look, how could Lin Man'er refuse? "Of course, Xin'er
, I'm your mother."

Leaning against the pillows, the two slid down into the bedding, and Cui Xin naturally
embraced Lin Man'er face-to-face without hesitation.

She lowered her body slightly, burying her face directly in two mounds of soft, milky milk.

"Mother, you smell so good, it's like it can whet your appetite, isn't that strange?"

Seeing Cui Xin so openly pressing her face against her chest as she spoke those words, Lin Man'er blushed slightly. "It can
whet your appetite, right? You grew up drinking this milk."

Stroking Cui Xin's hair, Lin Man'er said, "Then you must eat well from now on. You like Mother's
scent , so Mother will let you smell it every day."

Lin Man'er looked at Cui Xin, who was lifting her head from her chest, her bright eyes shining with joy.

"Then Mother promises, I will eat well, and you must let me smell it every day, every moment."

As a child, Cui Xin didn't eat much. Firstly, the Cui family was wealthy and she had never experienced hunger; secondly, her poor health
naturally led to a poor appetite, and she often skipped meals.

Seeing Cui Xin start clinging to her again, Lin Man'er, as a mother, was overjoyed. She recalled
how adorable Cui Xin used to be when she was little, clinging to her, but as she grew older, they weren't as close anymore. She never
imagined that after recovering from a serious illness, their mother-son relationship would return to what it was back then.

"My Xin'er, my dear Xin'er, Mother will definitely take good care of you."

Holding Cui Xin's head, Lin Man'er gently pressed Cui Xin's head against her chest. With Cui Xin
's movement, her bodice shifted, revealing a deep red nipple peeking out from under her clothes.

Lin Man'er was 1.75 meters tall, while fifteen-year-old Cui Xin, due to poor health, hadn't developed properly, or perhaps hadn't even
started menstruating , standing only about 1.5 meters tall. Her upper body enjoyed her mother's soft, fragrant breasts, while her legs also clung to
Lin Man'er's thighs.

When Lin Man'er got into bed, her elegant dress folded and bunched up, revealing
two . Cui Xin skillfully slipped one foot between Lin Man'er's legs, while the other climbed
up.

She sandwiched Lin Man'er's legs between her own, feeling the smooth texture of her skin. By
squeezing could feel the amazing elasticity of her mother's body.

Looking at Cui Xin, who clung to her like a sloth, Lin Man'er thought of how she used to
cling to her like that when she was little. Since they started sleeping separately, she hadn't slept with Xin'er. She guessed Xin'er usually slept
hugging the blanket.

A wave of sadness welled up inside her. "Xin'er, can Mom tell you a story?" she said. "

Yes, yes, Mom, I want to hear the story of Grandpa Lin Yun and Grandma Lin Yun's chivalrous deeds," Cui Xin
said in a muffled voice, clutching her chest without looking up.

Cui Xin, who pursued the path of immortality through cultivation, was also a lover of strange tales. Lin Man'er had collected many
stories and written them down, intending to tell them to Cui Xin at any time.

Enjoying the full, mature body of his mother, Cui Xin gradually fell asleep to the sound of the stories.

Four hours later, Cui Xin woke up on time. Although he had lost all his cultivation, his long-established sleep schedule remained
punctual. He watched as sunlight filtered through the curtains, illuminating his mother in his arms.

On his sleeping mother's beautiful face, the frown of the previous day was gone, and a faint
smile played on her lips. Looking at Lin Man'er's sleeping posture, the early-rising Cui Xin, bathed in the morning sun, felt his penis harden. With

a beauty in his arms and desire aroused, Cui Xin naturally took action, pulling his legs apart and inserting his erect penis between
his mother 's thighs, rubbing and thrusting through her underpants.

Under the sensation of his penis, his mother's genitals, even through the fabric, possessed a wonderful softness and elasticity, and his penis would
occasionally feel a small clitoris.

Unable to reach inside her clothes with her hands, Cui Xin stuck out her tongue and licked her exposed breasts, attacking them from top to bottom. Drops
of moisture, whether from Cui Xin or Lin Man'er, left wet stains on her underpants.

Lin Man'er, still asleep, let out a soft moan, her breath sweet as orchids. Seeing this, Cui Xin withdrew
his penis from between her legs, then inserted his legs back inside her, his mouth continuing its work with even louder sounds.

He not only licked but also sucked with his teeth closed. The heat in her body woke Lin Man'er, and
her first glance fell on Cui Xin, who was sucking on her chest. Looking at Cui Xin, still asleep with his eyes closed, her
chest was soaked with saliva.

Perhaps because her clothes were so wet, Lin Man'er didn't notice the abnormality in her genitals. "

What delicious food is Xin'er dreaming about?" Lin Man'er thought, not intending to wake Cui Xin, letting him freely
bite, lick, and suck the white flesh on her chest.

Suddenly, a strong force came from Cui Xin's chest, sucking out the streaks of blood. Lin Man'er felt the pain...
It was small, but she was ready to move Cui Xin's mouth away from her chest.

Leaning back, Lin Man'er's chest separated from Cui Xin's mouth, leaving a fresh strawberry mark on
Lin Man'er's breast.

Lin Man'er, both amused and exasperated, tapped Cui Xin's forehead with her finger and whispered, "What delicious food were you dreaming about,
that's why you were pushing so hard?"

Cui Xin, already awake but pretending to be asleep, mimicked sleep talking, "Grandma's so delicious."

Seeing Cui Xin smack her lips in her sleep, Lin Man'er was amused and decided to find a wet
nurse in the city to buy some human milk.

After a while, Cui Xin finally slowly "woke up." Lin Man'er had already tidied her clothes, and even the
drool mark on her chest was mostly dry.

When Cui Xin opened her eyes, she saw her mother looking at her, rubbing her eyes and saying, "Mother, I woke up this morning and saw you.
It's so good for my eyes. You know, beautiful women are the most pleasing to the eye."

Lin Man'er didn't expect Cui Xin's first words upon waking to be praising her beauty. She chuckled and said, "
When become so sweet-talking? Come here and let Mother give you a kiss."

She then lowered her head and kissed Cui Xin's forehead. Cui Xin happily returned the kiss on Lin Man'er's cheek, saying, "Mother
is giving me a little treat. Oh, and my hands too."

She reached out from under the covers and began to stroke Lin Man'er's face. Although she was nearly forty, Lin Man'er's
face was still as firm as a young girl's. Her pretty face, with its almond-shaped eyes, delicate nose, and red lips, had gained a mature charm under the influence of time.
To Cui Xin, it exuded a maternal glow from every aspect of Lin Man'er.

Lin Man'er, who was being rubbed and made faces by Cui Xin, also touched Cui Xin's cheeks. They were still dry and rough to the touch, but
her bright eyes showed that Cui Xin was in good spirits.

The two played around on the bed for a while, ending just as Lin Man'er was preparing a meal for Cui Xin. With her mother
gone, Cui Xin was left alone in the room.

Cui Xin had her own path: to do as she pleased and live freely, provided she had the power to suppress all who resisted. She
had clearly failed in her previous life, but with a second chance, the many opportunities and knowledge she had gained would surely allow her to stand even higher than in
her previous life .

Recalling the various cultivation techniques, Taoist arts, and demonic arts in her memories, Cui Xin made up her mind. She shook
the bell placed by the bed, and several maids entered from the doorway.

"Go and buy some fish... one hundred of each kind, and bring them directly to my courtyard. They must be alive,
not dead."

"Go to the treasury and get... all the gemstones. Place them in the four cardinal directions of the courtyard as I just told you." "

Go and ask the artisans in the city to carve dragons, phoenixes, and a hundred beasts... all the same size, and bring them to the courtyard."

"And..."

As she gave her orders, the maids' expressions were strange. Cui Xin had no time to explain to them; after giving the orders,
she told them to finish them quickly.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Cui Xin circulated the trace of her mother's internal energy that she had embezzled yesterday. The energy reached
her spiritual platform, and using this point as a focal point, a wisp of her soul broke through her physical body, allowing her to directly perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Her soul enveloped this wisp of spiritual energy and immediately returned to her body. The unrefined spiritual energy raged violently within her spiritual platform, but
fortunately, it was only a small wisp and quickly dissipated, losing its imprint of heaven and earth and transforming into pure spiritual energy.

The rampage of spiritual energy within her spiritual platform left Cui Xin withered and her eyes dull. Fortunately, she
had spiritual energy. For ordinary people who wanted to cultivate immortality, the first step was to possess spiritual energy; however, only a very few people in the world possessed spiritual roots for cultivation.

Even those with spiritual roots had to endure countless hardships to integrate spiritual power into their bodies.

Most were mortals, only able to cultivate qi and blood power, that is, martial arts internal energy. Of course, there were also exceptionally talented individuals
who entered the Dao through martial arts, but that was even rarer than having spiritual roots.

Cui Xin entered the path of cultivation one day. This method is suitable for those who have been reincarnated and are cultivating again, requiring
a thorough understanding of the various changes in spiritual energy.

"Xin'er, why did you order those maids to do those things?"

Lin Man'er's voice came from outside the door. Carrying a food tray, she entered the room and saw Cui Xin looking emaciated and on
the verge of death. She was so shocked that she dropped the tray on the ground. Besides the food, there was also a bowl of white-yellow milk. With

a quick step, Lin Man'er supported Cui Xin's body and used her internal energy to check on her condition. A disordered mind and
meridians had nothing to do with each other. After several weeks, Lin Man'er found no symptoms.

Cui Xin looked at her mother's anxious appearance and grinned, "Mother, I'm fine, you don't need to worry."

"Nonsense, look at your complexion, do you look healthy?"

Lin Man'er used her internal energy to protect Cui Xin's steady heart meridian and ordered a maid to fetch Doctor Xu.

A moment later, Doctor Xu arrived, taking the pulse and stroking his goatee. The longer he took the pulse, the faster he stroked his beard,
making Lin Man'er extremely anxious.

"Doctor Xu, what's wrong with Xin'er? She just woke up yesterday!"

Looking at the anxious Lin Man'er, Doctor Xu thought carefully for a moment and said, "Madam, the young master's pulse is stable and there are no
abnormalities. However, judging from his complexion and the light in his eyes, he seems to be suffering from mental distress. But upon closer inspection, there is a surge of vitality, like boundless
water, which is a sign of withered trees coming back to life. This is something I have never heard of or seen before!"

Doctor Xu had been practicing medicine all his life and had seen many difficult and complicated cases, but this was the first time he had encountered such a case. He couldn't help but sigh that
there is no end to .

Hearing Doctor Xu's words, Lin Man'er thought Cui Xin was probably alright, but still asked with unease, "
Doctor Xu, is this good or bad?"

Doctor Xu remained silent for a longer time before finally speaking, "Madam, although the young master was injured today,
he will recover under the nourishment of boundless vitality. If the vitality doesn't disappear, the young master's body won't be weak; in fact, his body might even become
as fiery as an ancient overlord. But this vitality came too strangely; whether it's a blessing or a curse remains to be seen!"

Lin Man'er understood now. There's no such thing as a free lunch; she didn't know how this boundless vitality had appeared on Xin'er,
but as long as it was beneficial to Xin'er, that was enough.

Seeing the two ignoring her and making their deductions, Cui Xin coughed lightly, and everyone's attention returned to her.

"Um, Mother, Doctor Xu, I think this boundless vitality is probably due to the visualization technique I've been practicing."

Visualization is a righteous path to immortality and the most widely spread method. As long as you have spiritual roots and persist for fifty years
, you can cultivate spiritual energy.

"Indeed, medical texts record that practicing visualization can prolong life and bring vitality, but it is recorded that it takes
decades to master, while you, young master, are only in your prime."

Doctor Xu didn't finish his sentence, but the rest was obvious: he was too young to possibly succeed.

"Doctor Xu, some people are gifted enough to remember everything they see, compose poetry at three, and write essays at five. Maybe my greatest talent
is this visualization method,"

Cui Xin said, not lying. After all, his aptitude for cultivation was indeed excellent; otherwise, he wouldn't have attracted
the combined attacks of the righteous and demonic paths of the cultivation world, causing him so much trouble.

Doctor Xu couldn't refute him and could only tell him to rest well, prescribe some calming medicine, and leave, leaving Cui Xin and
his mother, Lin Man'er, staring at each other.

"Mother, I'm a little hungry. Would you mind making some food?" Cui Xin teased
his mother, whose expression was constantly shifting.

Lin Man'er, hearing that Cui Xin's mental distress was due to his visualization practice, and remembering his recent
fainting spell at the Baiyu Dao Temple, was also unsure whether Cui Xin should continue cultivating.

"Xin'er, is it alright if you don't continue?" Lin Man'er asked cautiously.

Looking at her mother, whose face was a mixture of worry, guilt, and embarrassment, Cui Xin reached out and took Lin
Man'er's hand, placing it on her chest.

Thump, thump, thump.

Letting her mother feel her heart beating, Cui Xin said, "Mother, I know you're worried I'll hurt myself,
but look how strongly my heart is beating. Besides, Doctor Xu said that under the nourishment of boundless vitality, I
have the chance to become an ancient overlord, a legendary hero who could single-handedly lift a mountain and break through ten thousand armies."

"Besides, I've only injured my spirit a little; I'll be almost fully recovered after a good night's sleep. And I'm
a real , upright and strong; this little injury is nothing."

Lin Man'er understood Cui Xin's reasoning, but reason is rigid while people are flexible. When emotions are involved
, things become tangled and complicated. As Cui Xin's mother, Lin Man'er hoped that Cui Xin could grow up healthy and
enjoy the wealth and prosperity of the Cui family, even if he became a spoiled brat.

"Xin'er, Mother knows you love seeking immortality, but if you get injured while pursuing immortality next time,
you must promise me you'll never touch it again, okay?"

Lin Man'er's worried yet resigned eyes revealed a vulnerability that softened anyone's heart. Cui Xin
recalled the last time she saw her mother in her previous life, how the world crumbled and the mother shielded her, creating a
safe haven for her. Even in death, with her back a stark white, that protective smile and those
unyielding limbs... Cui Xin nodded solemnly.

A relaxed smile appeared on Lin Man'er's face. Remembering that Cui Xin hadn't eaten, she hurried to the kitchen, noticing
the water stains where the food plate had fallen. What a pity about the colostrum she had just bought!

While Lin Man'er was cooking, Cui Xin's father, Cui Yuanfeng, came by, chatted with his son for a while, and then went back to his business.
After breakfast, the first batch of maids who had bought fish had returned.

The Cui family guards carried out vats of live fish one by one and placed them in the courtyard. Although Cui Xin had
gained spiritual energy, her legs, which hadn't been on the ground for a long time, were still weak.

Rather than being helped around, she had her mother carry her to the courtyard.

"Xin'er, what do you need so many live fish for?" Lin Man'er was genuinely
curious about what Cui Xin had instructed her to do that day.

"Mother, fish spirits and water monsters are different from ordinary land monsters. They have a clear and straightforward path of cultivation
. The legend of carp leaping over the dragon gate to transform from fish has

existed since ancient times." "The reason is that dragons are inherently lustful. Rivers and seas are the territory of dragons. Over countless years, almost
every living creature in the water has a trace of dragon blood. Even if it is diluted billions of times, it can be traced back to its source through cultivation."

"Extracting the essence of a hundred fish is a great tonic for the human body and is the simplest way to obtain earth treasures. Of course, there are some tricks to this
extraction technique, and only those who have entered the Dao can do it."

Cui Xin patiently explained to Lin Man'er. All of this was true, but there was another purpose that was not
mentioned . When it comes to quick success methods, the Demonic Sect is second to none, but its side effects are also considerable. Usually, it involves
exchanging lifespan for power.

This is the view of ordinary cultivators, but Cui Xin believes that this is only part of the story. The peerless Daoist techniques
often cannot be cultivated for a long time due to the lack of talent. People generally believe that Daoist techniques require
the highest .

In fact, the demonic sect's cultivation methods prioritize talent above all else. To use an analogy,
Taoist cultivation is like building a bridge from one shore to the other, measuring, drilling holes, constructing piers, and proceeding cautiously towards the other side. Talent and ability are most effectively displayed
not during periods of stability.

Demonic arts and magic, on the other hand, require utilizing oneself and everything around one to reach the other shore. A slight misstep can lead to utter destruction;
it's like dancing on a knife's edge. This explains why every demonic sect leader is capable of contending with opponents many times stronger than themselves. Besides

extracting the essence from the bodies of the hundred fish, Cui Xin also needs to devour their souls. This method is far faster than self-cultivation and
accumulation . Through his past life's accumulation, Cui Xin has minimized the side effects of this method;
at most, he might develop a craving for water for a while after consuming too much.

Lin Man'er, having heard Cui Xin's explanation and having studied the path of cultivation, naturally understood
the preciousness of this treasure.

"Xin'er, is the extraction method a burden on you?" Lin Man'er was more concerned about Cui Xin's health.

"Don't worry, Mother, this method won't burden me at all, and I only need to touch the fish while they're being slaughtered
."

Cui Xin instructed the servants to slaughter the live fish one by one in front of him, while his mother carried him to a chair.
Looking at the silk and satin on the chair, he imagined it would be very comfortable, but nothing could compare to sitting in his mother's arms.

Tightening his grip on Lin Man'er's neck, Cui Xin said, "Mother, you sit on the chair, let me sit in your lap, okay? That
chair looks too hard; it's not as comfortable as your lap."

Lin Man'er looked at the soft chair, never imagining that Cui Xin was being affectionate. It had
only been a little over a day since Cui Xin woke up, but Lin Man'er felt as if she had been separated from her son for a very long time and longed to be close to him.

"Alright, alright, Mother's arms are the most comforting. Don't be shy about trying to sneak into Mother's arms after you get married."

"Hehe, Mother, how did you know? I want to stay in your arms for the rest of my life."

Lin Man'er sat in a chair, facing Cui Xin. Lin Man'er pinched Cui Xin's nose: "
I'll be so grateful if you don't mind when the time comes."

"How could that be! Mother, look, I'm sneaking into your arms right now." Cui Xin lowered her head and wriggled like a worm.
He snuggled into Lin Man'er's arms, his hands groping her without restraint, while also tickling his mother.

The servants and maids, watching the scene of their mistress and young master playing together in such a tender, family-like way, exchanged smiles. After a while

, Cui Xin was lifted up by his mother, who was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. Lin Man'er, with her back against his soft, large breasts, loosened
Cui Xin's slightly disheveled hair and began to comb it again.

While killing the fish, two servants held it down by the head and tail, while another held a knife. Cui Xin placed his hand on the fish and
nodded to the servants.

The servants placed the knife directly on the fish and, with a swift movement, split it in two, preventing the fish blood from splattering onto the mistress and
young master . As the fish's body and soul separated, Cui Xin used a portion of his magic power to activate the fish's meager dragon bloodline,
and used another portion to absorb the separated fish soul into his body.

The human's extremely high-quality soul instantly crushed the fish's soul, transforming it into pure soul power that nourished Cui Xin's own
soul . The dead fish were then taken away by the maid, who began extracting its essence according to Cui Xin's instructions.

As more and more fish were killed, a fishy smell filled the air. Cui Xin naturally didn't care about this small
matter, but Lin Man'er placed the back of her hand in front of Cui Xin's nose.

A refreshing fragrance wafted out, dispelling the fishy smell.

"How is it? Doesn't it smell good? Mother specially applied extra perfume."

Cui Xin remembered mentioning last night that she liked to smell her mother's fragrance whenever she wanted; she hadn't realized she'd applied so much perfume!

"Of course you smell good, Mother. I like any scent you have, but what I like most is your
natural body fragrance."

Lin Man'er pinched Cui Xin's nose with her hands behind her back. "What kind of natural body fragrance is that? You're just talking nonsense."

"How could it not? That fragrance clearly whets my appetite."

Remembering the scent Cui Xin had smelled against her chest, she wasn't sure if that counted as body fragrance, but
did it really have an appetite-stimulating scent? I've been weaned for so many years! Or is Xin'er just being nostalgic?
What am I thinking? Xin'er couldn't possibly remember.

"Alright, then next time Mother won't use perfume, let Xin'er smell your natural body fragrance."

"Mother is so good to Xin'er, Xin'er will definitely repay Mother."

Lin Man'er replied with a smile, "As long as you are healthy, that's the greatest reward for Mother."

Before they had finished killing the hundred fish, another batch of fish arrived, and they didn't finish killing them until almost afternoon.

Cui Xin felt the swelling in her soul; once she digested this surge of soul power, she could cast spells that influenced people's minds
.

Lin Man'er, who had been carrying Cui Xin all afternoon, didn't feel any leg pain, mainly because Cui Xin was so light.

"Alright, Xin'er, we've finally finished killing the fish! Hurry up and eat."

As lunchtime approached, Lin Man'er urged Cui Xin many times, but Cui Xin persuaded her to stop, resulting in them missing
the mealtime. Eating on time is the most basic requirement for maintaining health, and Lin Man'er was now somewhat unhappy.

"Mother, look at me, I smell of fish all over. Why don't you take a bath first before eating?"

Lin Man'er firmly refused, "Eat first, then bathe."

She carried Cui Xin to the table and fed her lunch bite by bite.

As soon as Cui Xin finished eating, he said eagerly, "Mother, I want to take a bath. I'm so filthy from not washing for so many days."

"Then I'll have the maids help you bathe,"

Lin Man'er was about to instruct the maids when Cui Xin stopped her, "Mother, I don't want the maids to help me bathe. I
want Mother to help me bathe, okay?"

Seeing Cui Xin's pitiful and expectant eyes, Lin Man'er's already soft heart melted. A fifteen-year-old
boy is neither too young nor too old, and Lin Man'er had never considered Cui Xin as a man,
only that the maids had always served him during his bath.

"Okay, Mother will help you bathe. Someone, prepare hot water," Lin Man'er instructed the maids.

Lin Man'er carried Cui Xin into the bathroom and began to undress him. The outer and inner garments were removed
smoothly , but she paused when she reached the underwear.

It had been many years since Lin Man'er had seen Xin'er's naked body. Xin'er was already fifteen, and she wondered how she had grown.
With a little nervousness, Lin Man'er still smoothly unbuttoned Cui Xin's underwear.

Staring at the small, peanut-sized penis, which was exactly as she remembered, the slight perverse feeling in Lin Man'er's heart
dissipated.

Cui Xin saw the look of longing in her mother's eyes as she looked at her penis. There was nothing she could do; her body hadn't developed yet,
so it was naturally like this, but it would change soon.

Lin Man'er saw that the naked Cui Xin looked even thinner and smaller. She lifted Cui Xin and placed her in the bathtub, washing her with a gentle touch
, like a cloud caressing her skin, her slender fingers gliding over Cui Xin's delicate skin.

Soaking in the water, the swelling in her soul immediately eased, and her mind became much clearer. Watching her mother bathe
her, wicked thoughts arose within her .

"Mom, don't just wash my back, wash my front too."

"Alright, Mom will wash your front properly."

Lin Man'er walked up to Cui Xin and started washing her arms down from under her armpits,
revealing her white chest.

Looking at Lin Man'er diligently washing her, Cui Xin called out, "Mom."

Lin Man'er responded, and Cui Xin splashed water on her face.

"Ah!" Lin Man'er, seeing Cui Xin smiling at her, became playful and
splashed water on Cui Xin's face.

This quickly escalated into a water fight between mother and son in the bathroom.

Lin Man'er, of course, knew her limits, never getting water in Cui Xin's eyes; Cui Xin, however,
focused .

Her silk clothes were soaked, and Lin Man'er's large breasts were faintly visible to Cui Xin.

Admiring her semi-transparent breasts, Cui Xin said, "Mother, look, your clothes are all wet
. Why don't you come in and take a bath with me?"

Lin Man'er looked at Cui Xin, who already took up most of the tub, and said, "If I go in, won't I push you to the side
?"

"It's okay, I'll just sit on you and wash."

"But Xin'er, half of your body will be out of the water. What if you catch a cold?"

Cui Xin looked at her mother, who was unmoved by her, and gave her a pitiful yet expectant look: "Then next time
, Mother, prepare a bigger tub so we can bathe together, okay?"

If Cui Xin had made this request before, Lin Man'er might have thought about it, but seeing that Cui Xin still wanted to bathe with her mother ...
Seeing that her body was just like when she was a child, Lin Man'er's worries vanished.

"Okay, okay, Mother promises you we'll bathe together next time."

Cui Xin happily jumped out of the tub and hugged Lin Man'er. Her semi-transparent breasts pressed against Lin Man'er's chest, and Lin Man'er
could feel the firm touch of her nipples.

Looking at Cui Xin, who was happily hugging her and still claimed to be a strong and upright man,
Lin Man'er now completely regarded Cui Xin as she was when she was a child.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and get in the water, it's not good to catch a cold."

After coming out of the bathroom, Cui Xin instructed the maids to arrange the jade stones in their positions, forming a basic
spirit-gathering array.

Later, the essence of a hundred fish was placed in front of Cui Xin, a bowl of thick white fish soup
with a few specks of gold in a few places, of course, invisible to the naked eye.

"Is this the essence of the Hundred Fish? Will it be okay to drink it?" Lin Man'er stared at the seemingly ordinary
fish soup , but the thought of seeking the Dao made her uneasy.

"Don't worry, Mother, there won't be any problems. By the way, Mother, I'll just rest alone tonight."

Lin Man'er was taken aback. She had thought that Cui Xin would make her sleep with her, and she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Oh, oh, Mother understands, Xin'er."

Cui Xin noticed Lin Man'er's disappointment. "Mother, I also want you to sleep with me, but the book says that to take
the essence of the Hundred Fish, one needs to be alone. Just don't refuse if Xin'er wants Mother to sleep with her in the future."

Of course, the book didn't say that one needed to be alone to take the essence of the Hundred Fish, but taking the essence of the Hundred Fish would produce
some unusual phenomena. For the sensitive Lin Man'er, seeing these phenomena might cause trouble, so it was better not to let
her see them.

"Of course, as long as Xin'er wants Mother to sleep with her, Mother will definitely agree."

"But is it really okay?"

Seeing that Lin Man'er was still worried, Cui Xin could only offer some kind words of reassurance to reassure her mother,
leaving Cui Xin alone in the room.

Lin Man'er, having left the room, naturally wouldn't just leave like that. She instructed a maid beside her, "Go
tell Master I'll stay here with Xin'er tonight."

Then she went to rest in a side room in the courtyard.

Inside, Cui Xin had already formed a hand seal, activating the Spirit Gathering Array. Pure energy swirled in from the top of his head, and after absorbing
the maximum amount of spiritual energy, Cui Xin drank the essence of a hundred fish.

A wisp of golden light circulated throughout Cui Xin's body. With the aid of the spiritual energy, Cui Xin's weak body quickly
became healthy. After absorbing most of the golden light, his body had returned to normal.

Under Cui Xin's control, the remaining wisp of golden light entered his penis through his perineum. His limp
penis, the size of a peanut, swelled and grew like a bamboo shoot after rain, soon reaching eighteen centimeters long and five centimeters thick.

Seeing the exaggerated changes in his penis, Cui Xin nodded in satisfaction. After all, the human body and the dragon's
nature are compatible in that dragon root, and the dragon's nature is inherently lustful, so it's not bad for humans either.

After absorbing the golden light, the erect penis quickly shrank to the size of a peanut, but as long as Cui Xin injected his spiritual power,
it would become a weapon.

With his physical defect repaired, Cui Xin entered a meditative state to digest the fish soul within his divine soul.

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