Chapter 216 Qinger, I Was Wrong…

Returning to the courtyard, he sat down.

Looking at the “Purple Guiding Art” on the table, Lin Xun had a bit of a headache.

Lin Xun could guarantee that this was definitely the notes of some top student from the Zilin Holy Land.

Something must have accidentally gone wrong when the Zilin Holy Land was distributing them.

Although Lin Xun didn’t know why this top student would make notes for a Qi-guiding Technique like the “Purple Guiding Art” that even Rogue Cultivators wouldn’t think of fighting over.

But regardless, since it was already in his hands, even if she discovered her notes were missing, she probably wouldn’t think of taking them back.

Although the annotations in this “Purple Guiding Art” contained her understanding of the Dao, and these insights were indeed somewhat unique, it wasn’t necessarily so precious that it was absurd.

If categorized according to the grade of Secret Manuals, the “Purple Guiding Art” couldn’t even be called a Spell; with the annotations, it could barely be considered a Ninth-grade Secret Manual.

“It’s fine. Anyway, after I seize the rootless fruit, I’ll take Qinger to the Zilin Holy Land. I’ll lay some groundwork now so that when Qinger starts her cultivation later, it will be a bit easier.”

Lin Xun thought to himself as he put away the Secret Manual.

As for whether to give this Secret Manual to Yaya, it was completely unnecessary.

Those annotations weren’t suitable for Yaya, and the Yao Race was born with the ability to guide Qi, so they didn’t need the “Purple Guiding Art” at all.

In fact, if Human Race Cultivators wanted to guide Qi into their bodies, any common Qi-guiding method would work, or they could even comprehend it themselves.

It was just that the “Purple Guiding Art” slightly simplified this process and had a bit of a body-strengthening effect; practicing the Purple Guiding Art for half an hour was equivalent to running five kilometers.

But this kind of body strengthening had a limit. For example, even if you practiced the Purple Guiding Art for a whole day, the effect would still only be equivalent to running five kilometers.

After all, what more could a simple Qi-guiding method do?

That was about it.

However, running five kilometers every day also prolonged life. He had to find a way to get Qinger to practice for half an hour every day, treating it like a morning jog.

“Sister Qinger.”

Just as Lin Xun was thinking about how to trick Qinger, the courtyard gate opened, and Yaya rushed over on her short little legs.

Jiang Qingshang entered the courtyard holding Yaya’s hand. Yaya let go of Jiang Qingshang’s small hand and trotted off on her short legs to build a snowman again.

Jiang Qingshang glanced at her husband, then at the “Purple Guiding Art” on the table. The young girl’s eyes blinked gently: “As expected, husband has already received it.”

This copy of the “Purple Guiding Art” on Lin Xun’s table was naturally Jiang Qingshang’s.

Jiang Qingshang had a habit: for every Technique she had studied, whether it was the most basic or otherwise, she would write down her own understanding and insights.

Although Jiang Qingshang hadn’t specifically studied the Purple Guiding Art (on her first day entering the Zilin Holy Land, upon seeing the Disciples of the Zilin Holy Land, she immediately learned how to guide Qi into her body).

But that didn’t stop Jiang Qingshang from going back and looking at it again.

To ensure her husband could Cultivate smoothly, Jiang Qingshang had already prepared everything.

Not just this Purple Guiding Art.

Jiang Qingshang had already prepared various Secret Manuals, Body Tempering Materials, Magic Treasures, and protective Magical Artifacts for Lin Xun to use after he entered the Zilin Holy Land in the future.

She had even thought about personally forging Lin Xun’s Life-bound Magical Artifact for him.

In short.

As soon as Lin Xun stepped through the gates of the Zilin Holy Land and became a Disciple of the Zilin Holy Land, he would receive a “Wife’s Cultivation Beginner Gift Pack,” a “Wife’s Loving Cultivator Advancement Gift Pack,” and so on.

From the first Realm of a Qi Refiner to the most treacherous Cave Mansion Realm, then to the Sea Gazing Realm, Dragon Gate Realm, Golden Core Realm, and so on, all the way to the Yupu Realm!

Jiang Qingshang even thought about preparing a “Loving Immortal Realm Gift Pack” for her husband after she entered the Ascension Realm.

Anyway, what Jiang Qingshang wanted to do was very simple: husband-raising.

In Jiang Qingshang’s heart, she wanted to participate in every process of her husband’s cultivation, leaving her own mark on his path of cultivation.

“Husband, is this the ‘Purple Guiding Art’ distributed by the Zilin Holy Land?” Jiang Qingshang’s eyes pretended to be those of a novice as she asked curiously.

“Yes, it is.” Lin Xun also quickly tidied up his emotions and pretended to be a novice. “I heard them say that even for us Mortals, practicing this ‘Purple Guiding Art’ has a body-strengthening effect. Does Qinger want to try?”

“Mhm.” Jiang Qingshang sat happily in Lin Xun’s lap. “Husband, let’s practice together tomorrow.”

For Jiang Qingshang, cultivating together with Lin Xun was a young girl’s dream.

Although Lin Xun hadn’t yet stepped onto the path of cultivation.

But for the young girl, this was considered a small step toward her dream.

“Of course.” Lin Xun rested his chin on Jiang Qingshang’s fair and tender shoulder. “This is an Immortal Technique. Who knows, maybe as we practice, we’ll turn into Cultivators too.”

“Then if husband becomes a Cultivator but Qinger is still a Mortal, what should we do?” Jiang Qingshang leaned against Lin Xun’s head and asked with a smile.

“If it really comes to that…” Lin Xun thought for a moment and then held his wife even tighter. “Then I won’t be that Cultivator.”

“Then husband, I’ve heard that there are many beautiful women on the path of cultivation.” Jiang Qingshang snuggled in Lin Xun’s arms. “If we go to the Zilin Holy Land, will husband really not be charmed by that Zilin Saintess?”

“Ah, you mean that Jiang Qingshang.”

In Lin Xun’s mind, he recalled the scene when they had traveled together in the Zilin Holy Land and she had kept him at a distance.

He also remembered that woman’s sharp gaze in the Heiwu Secret Realm, as if she always wanted to chop off his head, the head of this Demonic Son.

Didn’t I just tie her Master into a butterfly knot once?

So petty!

“Don’t worry, Qinger!” Lin Xun said with full confidence. “Although that Jiang Qingshang’s looks are indeed passable and she is hailed as the number one beauty under heaven, you are the most beautiful in my heart, Qinger! And…”

“And what?” Jiang Qingshang felt wonderful listening to Lin Xun’s words.

“And Qinger, let me tell you, that Jiang Qingshang is only okay-looking. Not only is she willful, but she also has a bad temper. Plus, she’s fighting and killing all day long, with a cold face as if everyone owes her tens of thousands of gold taels.

Qinger, I’m telling you, someone like Jiang Qingshang will definitely never get married in her life! Wait! Qinger, why are you biting me—”

“Qinger, I was wrong.”

Only then did Lin Xun remember that Qinger was Jiang Qingshang’s best friend.

“Qinger, I was wrong. Actually, that Jiang Qingshang is quite decent. She’s really beautiful. Her coldness has a kind of icy lotus beauty, and her figure is tall. Any man would… Ah… Qinger, why are you biting harder? It hurts… Qinger…”

In the courtyard, Lin Xun, not knowing what he had done wrong, let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.