Chapter 377: Why Do You Keep Staring? Come and Eat

Humming a light and pleasant tune, Jiang Qingshang stepped into the courtyard she shared with him.

In truth, the matter of the “Zilin Sacred Lord personally teaching Jiang Qing” was a lie Jiang Qingshang had intentionally told Lin Xun.

However, Jiang Qingshang didn’t mean to deceive her own husband on purpose.

It was simply that she had no way to create a Clone.

If she stayed by her husband’s side as “Jiang Qing” all the time, how could she guide him in his cultivation?

While it wasn’t impossible to invite an Elder to Saintess Peak,

she didn’t want to.

She wanted to leave her own unique mark on her husband’s path of cultivation!

Even though in her heart, she felt like she was cuckolding herself.

But she had already come to terms with it.

In any case, both Jiang Qingshang and Jiang Qing were her.

Since they were both her, it didn’t matter.

Walking to the bedroom door, Jiang Qingshang’s small hand hovered over it.

The young girl still felt a hint of nervousness in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, she gently pushed the door open.

The morning glow spilled over the windowsill and spread across the floor like a carpet of maple leaves.

The little red sprites of dawn jumped onto the bed, lightly tinting his black hair into a natural burgundy.

Gazing at her husband’s profile, Jiang Qingshang sat by the bedside, watching him for an unknown length of time.

If she could, Jiang Qingshang wished she could watch him like this forever.

It was as if she would never grow tired of her husband’s face.

Yes, she could keep watching forever.

Now that her husband was a Cultivator, she could watch him for a very, very long time.

Subconsciously, Jiang Qingshang reached out her small hand and gently poked Lin Xun’s cheek.

Feeling an itch on his face, Lin Xun burrowed into his pillow a few times.

Jiang Qingshang covered her mouth and chuckled, then poked him again.

Lin Xun burrowed into the pillow once more.

Jiang Qingshang poked him yet again.

“Qinger, stop messing around… let your husband sleep a bit longer… I’ll get up right away…”

Lin Xun muttered in a half-asleep state, then opened his arms, hugging Jiang Qingshang’s slender waist and burying his face against her thigh.

But soon, Lin Xun twitched his nose and sniffed.

Something felt off, so he sniffed again.

Something was definitely off!

When Lin Xun snapped his eyes open, he realized that Jiang Qingshang was sitting by his bed.

And what he was hugging!

Was Jiang Qingshang’s slender waist!

Although Jiang Qingshang’s waist was very slim and warm, and her thighs were quite supple,

Lin Xun let go as if he’d been electrocuted and scrambled back to the side!

Lin Xun clutched the quilt, looking like a young lady of a noble house about to be Ravished by a flower-thief.

“How… how did you get in?”

Lin Xun’s mind was a bit of a mess.

“Why can’t I come in?” Jiang Qingshang’s lips curled slightly. “I am your Senior Sister, after all.”

“No…” Lin Xun rubbed the corners of his eyes. “Even if you’re my Senior Sister, you can’t just break into a private residence.”

“How is this breaking in?” A hint of a smile flashed in Jiang Qingshang’s eyes. “Qinger asked me to wake you up. I have her permission.”

“Qinger?”

Seeing Jiang Qingshang the moment he woke up was such a shock that it was only now Lin Xun realized his wife was gone.

“Qinger has already been taken to Holy Master Peak.”

Jiang Qingshang gave him a sidelong glance and stood up from the bed.

“Hurry up and get up. Qinger cooked breakfast. After eating, we’ll begin your cultivation.”

“Hmm? Why are you still clutching the quilt and not getting up?”

Black lines appeared on Lin Xun’s forehead. “Saintess Highness, I want to get up, but could you please step out first so I can put on some clothes?”

Recalling last night, Jiang Qingshang immediately turned around, a blush rising to her cheeks. “Hmph, it’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”

“What did the Saintess Highness just say?”

“Nothing… I’m going to wake Yaya up! Hurry out once you’re dressed. The hot water is ready outside, go wash up.”

With those words, Jiang Qingshang walked quickly out of the room, looking somewhat annoyed.

This left Lin Xun feeling rather baffled.

Didn’t you barge into my room yourself? Why act like I’m the one being a hooligan?

“Has this Jiang Qingshang been single for too long? She’s so strange.”

Lin Xun shook his head, stopped overthinking, and got dressed.

When Lin Xun stepped out of the room, he saw Jiang Qingshang holding a half-awake Yaya, wiping the little girl’s face.

Yaya snuggled into Jiang Qingshang’s embrace with great dependence.

The first bright rays of morning sunlight fell upon them, looking harmonious and beautiful.

Lin Xun even had a momentary daze.

It felt as if the woman holding Yaya wasn’t Jiang Qingshang, but Qinger.

For some reason, a peculiar feeling arose in Lin Xun’s heart, as if Jiang Qingshang and Qinger were the same person.

“Why do you keep staring? Come and eat.”

Noticing her husband standing at the door staring at her, Jiang Qingshang’s eyes darted away slightly.

The girl tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with her slender hand and turned her body away.

The flush on her cheeks was hard to distinguish from the lingering morning glow or a girl’s blush.

“Oh.”

Pushing aside his strange thoughts, Lin Xun sat in the courtyard, drinking porridge and eating steamed buns.

Whether it was the egg drop porridge or the buns, the flavors were familiar.

They must have been prepared by Qinger beforehand.

However, the ingredients used were Spirit Rice and Spirit Vegetables, or meat from Demonic Beasts rich in spiritual energy.

For any Cultivator who had just begun their journey, the effects of these energy-rich foods were extremely significant.

But for Lin Xun, they were likely useless.

To prevent her from seeing any issues, Lin Xun intentionally released a tiny bit of spiritual energy after finishing breakfast.

He made himself look like a novice Cultivator who had just been nourished by the meal.

Feeling the flow of spiritual energy within Lin Xun’s body, Jiang Qingshang was quite satisfied.

It seemed the spiritual food had some effect.

After breakfast, Jiang Qingshang took Lin Xun and Yaya to a forest abundant in spiritual energy to begin their training.

Naturally, what Lin Xun and Yaya were to practice was the Zilin Immortal Method.

The Zilin Immortal Method was not a set of martial arts Moves, but rather a Mind-Cultivation Technique, or rather, a ‘Dao’.

Once the Zilin Immortal Method was mastered, one could use it as a foundation to create and cast various Spells.

The Great Dao is formless; the Immortal Method is unconstrained.

That was the principle.

However, before practicing, they first had to decide on the weapons they would use in the future.

“Yaya is a Fox Demon, so she should focus on Spells and doesn’t need external weapons. But Lin Pei, you are human, so it’s better to choose a weapon that suits you.”

Jiang Qingshang took out eighteen types of weapons from her Storage Pouch and displayed them before him.

“Choose one based on your intuition.”

Lin Xun paced before the eighteen weapons, seemingly in deep thought.

Beside him, Jiang Qingshang was also curious to see what kind of weapon her husband would choose.

Finally, Lin Xun stopped in front of a wooden spear.