Cultivation Begins with Skill Points
Chapter 290 - 280: Return to the Sect Again

Chapter 290: Chapter 280: Return to the Sect Again

"Having stayed in the Luoxing Islands for so long, suddenly returning to this Primordial Qi deficient Zixuan Turtle Continent feels rather uncomfortable."

Walking out of the cave, feeling the sparse Heaven and Earth Essence Qi around, Yu Jinglei felt like a fish suddenly jumping from water to shore. It wouldn’t necessarily die immediately, but it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Let’s go!"

The two didn’t linger much longer, and soared into the sky, flying in the direction of the Sword Cauldron Sect.

Without concealing their figures, as they arrived above the Sword Cauldron Sect, they instantly alarmed the entire sect.

Watching the two standing in the void, everyone found it somewhat unsettling.

Previously, Zhong Lin could fly because he had a pair of "wings" on his back. But now, standing loftily in the void like a deity, left everyone dumbfounded, faces full of disbelief.

"Se... Sect Master, you’ve... you’ve broken through?"

The elders who hurried over looked at the Sect Master Yu Jinglei, stepping down from the void, and for a moment felt like a thunderstorm unfolding.

Wasn’t it said that the legendary Spiritual Origin Realm is extremely difficult to break through? In the thousand years, only Deputy Sect Master Zhong Lin had deep fortune, found an ancestral cave, and used elixirs to break through.

Why has the Sect Master broken through now too?

Zhong Lin glanced at Yu Jinglei and said, "Sect Master, you explain, don’t forget what we discussed earlier, the matters of Luoxing Island can only be known to the limited higher-ups of the sect and must not be spread casually. After the Sword Cauldron Sect is established in Luoxing Island, we will send them over for breakthroughs one by one."

Yu Jinglei smiled indifferently: "Don’t worry, leave it to me."

Zhong Lin nodded. As a Sect Leader, Yu Jinglei knew the importance of things, so that was reassuring.

With a turn, he flew toward his Purple Bamboo Courtyard.

"Second Brother."

Just as he landed, a delighted voice came, and then a bull-calf-sized figure directly pounced over.

"Stone."

Zhong Lin also smiled and opened his arms, hugging Little Stone into his embrace.

"You’ve gotten taller and stronger."

Compared to when he left last time, Little Stone had changed significantly.

Even though he was only thirteen, he had already grown to Zhong Lin’s chin height and would catch up in no time.

With knotted muscles all over, looking robust like a young bull, a strong Qi-Blood exuded from him, having condensed Qi-Blood and reached the cultivation of the Middle Third Grades.

On the Luoxing Island, that would be the Postnatal Middle Stage.

Achieving such cultivation at this age was already quite commendable.

Zhong Lin had once checked Little Stone’s bone structure, and his talent was just average, but with ample resources and diligent cultivation, he could still achieve some accomplishments.

With Zhong Lin, a Sixth Grade Alchemist, it wouldn’t be a problem to push him to the Transcendent Realm.

"Second Brother, I missed you so much."

Little Stone hugged Zhong Lin’s arm and refused to let go, with tears in his eyes.

Zhong Lin reached out to wipe the tears from his eyes, ruffled his somewhat messy hair bun, and with a smile said, "A man doesn’t cry. Your second brother is back, isn’t he?"

At this age, self-esteem is the strongest, and hearing this, Little Stone quickly wiped his tears with his sleeve and straightened his back, looking like an adult.

"Not bad, it seems you haven’t wasted your cultivation time while I was away. When I have time, I’ll test you to see how your Martial Arts are shaping up."

Little Stone pounded his chest twice confidently and said, "I definitely won’t let you down, Second Brother."

"Haha, I’ll be looking forward to it."

"Disciple, greets the Deputy Sect Master."

A small figure walked soundlessly from the pavilion, saluting Zhong Lin with a respectful and admiring gaze.

Little Stone eagerly pulled Zhong Lin’s arm, introducing him with excitement: "Second Brother, do you remember who he is?"

As Zhong Lin looked the young man up and down, a memory of a small figure emerged in his mind.

"Are you Xiu Ge’er?"

The person before him was indeed Xiu Ge’er, the grandson of Elder Xu from Black Mountain County. Although years had passed and his appearance changed, he still retained the childhood features.

Little Stone proudly said to Xiu Ge’er: "Xiu Ge’er, see, I told you Second Brother would remember you! You didn’t believe me."

Xiu Ge’er blushed slightly, scratched his head, and stood silently.

"Xiu Ge’er, how did you come to the mountain? And your grandfather?"

Zhong Lin was in high spirits, as meeting one’s acquaintances from the past in a foreign place evoked a sense of joyful reunion.

Xiu Ge’er’s smile faded, and he said solemnly, "Grandfather passed away last year."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Lin paused, opened his mouth as if to say something, but only sighed deeply in the end.

Elder Xu didn’t cultivate Martial Arts; though he was a physician, he couldn’t escape the fate of illness and death.

Zhong Lin reminisced about the time in Black Mountain County, when the two families huddled together for warmth. Although those days were filled with anxiety, they were also very warm.

But now they’re separated by life and death, two different realms, and for a moment, it felt like a heavy stone pressed onto his heart.

Zhong Lin should get accustomed to this as his cultivation improves; life span will increase, but one day, those around him will gradually pass away, including Master, Sect Master, Little Stone...

With the system’s assistance, as long as he advances step by step, one day he will reach the peak.

But others—maybe not.

Zhong Lin took a deep breath, patted Xiu Ge’er on the head, and softly said, "Now that you’re on the mountain, cultivate wholeheartedly. Birth and death are the human norm, don’t dwell on it."

"Yes, disciple understands."

"Second Brother, let’s go out first, Sister Yourong is waiting for you inside!"

Having said that, Little Stone pulled Xiu Ge’er to leave, and even mischievously made a face at Zhong Lin before going out.

"This cheeky kid."

Zhong Lin chuckled and entered.

The arrangements in the courtyard hadn’t changed much, remaining as they were before.

In the spacious courtyard stood a lovely figure silently.

A pale pink dress clad her body, with a white gauze overcoat revealing a beautifully curved neck and visible collarbones. The skirt was delicate, with an air as subtle as orchid, her skin smooth and fair, and her silk-like long hair was beautiful and tied up with a Purple Jade Hairpin.

Zhong Lin stepped forward, reaching out to embrace the lovely figure, feeling the softness and plumpness of Gu Yourong at her bosom, burying his head in her fragrant neck.

"Senior Sister, I’m back."

Gu Yourong didn’t speak, just held Zhong Lin tightly, as if trying to melt into him.

"How long can you stay this time?"

"About a month!"

Gu Yourong’s body trembled slightly, and she looked somewhat forlorn.

"Senior Sister, come with me this time?"

Gu Yourong raised her head abruptly, looking at Zhong Lin in disbelief.

Zhong Lin playfully flicked the tip of Gu Yourong’s nose and said with a mischievous smile, "Why, don’t you want to?"