The two girls, led by the receptionist, entered an elegantly rustic VIP reception room.
Soon after, someone brought them fine spiritual tea, placing it before them. “Please wait here a moment. Let us know if you need anything.”
“Alright, go attend to your duties.”
Lin Yuhe picked up the steaming teacup, sitting with Tang Yueyao on the chairs to wait.
Not long after, Tang Yueyao, looking uneasy and fidgeting, called out softly, “Senior Sister…”
“Hm? What’s wrong?”
“Is Senior Sister from a renowned cultivator family?” Tang Yueyao asked.
“Mm, I am.”
Lin Yuhe nodded slightly with a faint smile. “But you don’t need to dwell on it. It’s just a special status—it doesn’t mean I’m better than anyone else.”
Though she carried the title of the Lin family’s young miss, Lin Yuhe didn’t hold herself above others.
She rarely used her status to intimidate.
“By the way, since we’ve been under the same master, I haven’t really gotten to know you. Where are you from?”
“…”
Tang Yueyao frowned slightly, thinking for a moment before shaking her head. “I don’t remember.”
“You forgot where you were born?”
“…Mm.”
Hiss…
Lin Yuhe’s eyes darkened as she rubbed her chin.
Her situation seems unusually complicated…
I need to have someone thoroughly investigate her background.
She quietly resolved to look into Tang Yueyao’s origins later.
“Young Miss, I’ve brought the secret texts you requested.”
At that moment, the glamorous woman in the purple qipao, her fair legs peeking through the slit, stepped into the room with graceful steps, presenting an exquisite storage pouch embroidered with golden phoenix patterns to Lin Yuhe.
Lin Yuhe took the pouch, opened it to see the countless texts and scrolls inside, and nodded slightly. “Thank you for your effort.”
“It’s no trouble. It’s my duty.”
The woman maintained her respect for Lin Yuhe.
“You can go now. I’ll call if I need you.”
“Yes.”
The woman retreated, gently closing the door behind her.
“Come, let’s look through them. You might find the method you’re looking for.” Lin Yuhe casually tossed the pouch, and a pile of texts and scrolls spilled out, stacking nearly three feet high on the floor.
Tang Yueyao, slightly surprised at the heap of texts, picked up one titled Nineteen Forms of Spring Palace Harmony and flipped through it…
“First Form…”
Upon seeing an illustration of a man and woman in an intimate pose, her small face flushed bright red, and she stammered.
“This… this…”
“Senior… Senior Sister…”
“Is… is this really a method to increase cultivation?”
“Hm?”
Lin Yuhe leaned over Tang Yueyao’s shoulder, glancing at the explicit, colorful illustration. Her eyes remained calm, as if she were long accustomed to such images, unfazed.
“Of course. Are you only looking at the pictures and not the text?” She pointed to a passage of black text beside the illustration.
“When paired with the Harmony Origin Heart Method, this form can channel the harmonious yin-yang qi through the three yin meridians, keeping both parties in a state of joy and comfort, free from sorrow, and more receptive to absorbing the spiritual qi of heaven and earth.”
Lin Yuhe read the passage calmly.
“…”
Tang Yueyao pursed her delicate lips, her head lowered, her pink peach-blossom eyes occasionally blinking upward. The visually striking image still felt too embarrassing for her.
“Oh, don’t be so shy…”
“It’s just a standard guide to Acacia postures. You’ll encounter this stuff sooner or later when you have a dao companion.”
“Think of this as early learning.”
Lin Yuhe waved dismissively, returning to her seat and casually flipping through another text with the seasoned air of someone well-versed in dual cultivation knowledge.
Yet, her peripheral vision occasionally drifted to the pink-haired girl, whose ears were red with embarrassment but whose fingertips were already gently turning to the next page.
With such a top-tier charm physique, yet so pure and innocent in certain matters, with a naturally untainted personality…
What an interesting contrast…
But this is perfect.
Let me add some vibrant “colors” to this blank canvas…
And create a version of her completely different from the game.
Heh heh…
As the sun set and night fell.
Shen Mu slowly set down an alchemy book inscribed with yin-yang patterns, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
“Phew…”
“Alchemy is such a complex profession…”
He exhaled softly, sighing as he neatly closed the book and placed it on a two-foot-high stack of ancient texts.
At that moment, the golden toad lounging on the desk opened its demonic eyes, yawning. “Ha~~ Master, you’re so diligent…”
“It’s been almost four hours, and you haven’t stopped.”
Shen Mu leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes with a weary expression.
“If it weren’t for securing a better cultivation path… who’d want to learn all this…”
He sighed deeply again, then pushed himself up from the chair. “Time to keep cultivating…”
To maintain his freedom in cultivation, he had to practice tirelessly day and night, striving to reach the peak of Qi Refining before the selection tournament.
Only at the peak of Qi Refining would he have a chance to defeat those Foundation Establishment disciples.
“Senior Brother~ We’re here to discuss something big!”
Her voice arrived before she did.
A familiar, lively girl’s voice made Shen Mu’s expression slump instantly.
Perfect timing…
The next moment, Lin Yuhe strode into Shen Mu’s room without hesitation, flashing him a mischievous smile.
“Keep it short. I’m about to start cultivating,” Shen Mu said, picking up a cup of refreshing hot tea.
“This is definitely huge news for you, Senior Brother.”
Lin Yuhe’s lips curved as she turned to beckon Tang Yueyao, who was hesitating outside. “Come on in. It’s not your first time in Senior Brother’s room.”
“Mm…”
Tang Yueyao’s fingers fidgeted nervously in front of her.
The thought of making that request made her delicate face flush with embarrassment.
“Come in and talk. I’m not going to eat you.”
Shen Mu’s calm words echoed from the room, causing the pure-hearted, shy girl to tremble slightly. She lowered her head and slowly stepped inside.
“Senior Brother, have you been stressing about the selection tournament?”
Shen Mu took a sip of tea, stepping away from the desk. “Master has expectations for me in this tournament. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t stressed.”
“Then, Senior Brother, do you want to quickly boost your strength?” Lin Yuhe coaxed.
“Hm? What crazy idea have you come up with now?”
Shen Mu sensed something off.
“Since you want to rapidly increase your cultivation, and Junior Sister Yueyao wants the same…”
“Why don’t… you two try dual cultivation?”
“?”
“??”
“???”
Shen Mu’s head sprouted a series of question marks, feeling for the first time that her Chinese was incomprehensible.
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