When Zhou Luo returned to his courtyard, he happened to run into Lin Qinghan, who had just finished her cultivation.
“What happened to you?”
Lin Qinghan could tell at a glance that Zhou Luo was injured. Her expression shifted slightly as she hurried over to him and asked.
“It’s nothing.” Zhou Luo shook his head, not intending to say more.
“You still say it’s nothing? The Qi flow within your body is chaotic. If not treated properly, it will leave behind a hidden affliction.”
As Lin Qinghan spoke, she immediately placed her hand on Zhou Luo’s wrist, sending over a strand of pure Spiritual Qi.
Faint spiritual light flickered, and a gentle aura circulated through his body.
Zhou Luo clearly felt the pain in his chest ease considerably.
However, Lin Qinghan frowned and said, “Such overbearing Spiritual Qi. Who exactly dared to strike you? Do they not know you are my person?”
The thought of someone in the Lin Family brazenly attacking her person made Lin Qinghan feel challenged, and her tone grew angry.
Moreover, she could clearly sense that the attacker’s cultivation realm was definitely higher than her own. Her Spiritual Qi could only temporarily suppress the injury; it could not completely cure it. He would still need slow conditioning afterward.
Faced with her questioning, Zhou Luo suddenly remembered what Xu Changsheng had said.
That was right!
He wasn’t a Matrilocal Husband like Zhang Daben. He had a backer.
In this day and age, relying on a woman was also a skill, wasn’t it?
Originally intending to act as if nothing had happened, Zhou Luo ultimately chose to tell her the entire sequence of events.
However, after listening to his account, a trace of fear suddenly appeared on Lin Qinghan’s beautiful face.
“You said the other party was Third Miss?” Her tone carried a hint of disbelief.
The Lin Family only had one Third Miss, and that was Lin Xin from the main branch.
Aside from the young ladies of the main branch, who were addressed by their seniority, those from the collateral branches were simply addressed as Miss or Young Master.
Unlike collateral branch members like Lin Qinghan, women from the main branch did not have to sacrifice themselves to bear children for the family. They could freely choose their own husbands and even possessed the qualifications to enter immortal sects to practice Cultivation.
Whether in strength or status, they far surpassed Lin Qinghan.
So much so that Lin Qinghan could not help but lose her composure, terrified of drawing the main branch’s displeasure.
As for her original thought of standing up for Zhou Luo, that was naturally impossible now.
Fortunately, according to Zhou Luo, the other party had made no further moves, which allowed Lin Qinghan to heave a sigh of relief.
“You must be extremely careful in the future,” Lin Qinghan said earnestly.
“I know.” Zhou Luo nodded.
He had already made up his mind. From now on, unless absolutely necessary, he would never step out of this courtyard again.
Who knew what demons and monsters he might encounter outside? He didn’t want to lose his life for nothing.
It was better to stay behind closed doors and focus on making a baby.
Hearing his response, a trace of guilt flashed across Lin Qinghan’s face. “You suffered because of this matter.”
“It’s fine. I am just a Matrilocal Husband after all. There’s no need to clash with the main branch over me,” Zhou Luo said casually.
There was a saying that put it well.
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; do not bully the young for being poor!
With the system, he would one day shake off this ant-like status.
As for right now…
Zhou Luo gazed burningly at Lin Qinghan beside him. His right hand rested on her fair, jade-like arm, slowly trailing upward.
Lin Qinghan’s body trembled slightly. As if recalling something, her ears instantly turned red.
“Qinghan, let’s go to the bedroom.”
Zhou Luo looked at her with gentle eyes, his rich voice drifting over like a spring breeze.
Lin Qinghan pursed her lips and chided him, “You’re injured, yet you’re still so improper.”
“It is precisely because I am injured that I need comfort,” Zhou Luo teased.
“It’s still early, I don’t want to…” Lin Qinghan lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz.
But Zhou Luo suddenly made his move, sweeping her soft body up into his arms.
“Is that so?” Zhou Luo’s lips curled upward as he headed straight for the bedroom.
He understood clearly.
If Lin Qinghan truly didn’t want to, how could she, a Cultivator, let herself be picked up so easily?
Lin Qinghan lowered her head and remained silent.
After trying the intimate matters between a man and a woman once, it was like opening a door to a new world; having tasted it, they hungered for more.
Although it was her first time experiencing such things, a Cultivator’s physique could always weather more storms.
…
The clouds dispersed, and the rain ceased.
Zhou Luo had once again contributed his share to the grand baby-making plan.
He turned slightly to the side, his gaze falling next to him.
Lin Qinghan lay quietly on the bed. Her face was as clear and exquisite as white jade, her dark, beautiful hair cascading casually over the pillow. With her lovely eyes gently closed and her breathing even, she looked like a sleeping beauty from a fairy tale.
Zhou Luo stared, entranced for a moment, and a satisfied smile curled the corner of his mouth.
He had to admit, Lin Qinghan was probably the most beautiful woman he had seen in his two lifetimes.
Her beauty was like a green lotus-so noble, so sacred, and completely unprofanable.
If it had been his previous life…
Zhou Luo might never have been able to marry such an absolutely beautiful woman.
This Cultivation world where strength reigned supreme was extremely cruel, but it still had some benefits…
At least, they issued wives!
As he pondered, he boldly extended his right hand, gently stroking Lin Qinghan’s cheek. He leaned over to tenderly kiss her forehead before carefully crawling out of bed.
Whether it was obtaining a Cultivation technique or everything he had experienced today, Zhou Luo was completely devoid of drowsiness.
He simply got up and went to the adjacent training room, planning to attempt cultivating according to that Elder’s teachings.
Inside the training room, he sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion and took out the cultivation technique provided by the Lin Family.
With the prior guidance from the Elder, he quickly entered a state of cultivation.
The first step of Cultivation was to sense the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.
This wasn’t difficult for Zhou Luo, who possessed a spiritual root.
With a clear and empty mind, he quickly sensed those strands of heaven and earth’s Spiritual Qi.
Next came guiding Qi into the body.
As he activated the technique, the heaven and earth’s Spiritual Qi began to gather around him. Zhou Luo attempted to draw that Spiritual Qi into his body.
During this process, extreme caution and concentration were necessary. The slightest distraction would result in complete failure.
When those strands of Spiritual Qi entered his body, they began to travel through his Meridians, wandering to every corner of his physique.
This process was incredibly slow. Often, after the Spiritual Qi finished circulating through his entire body, only a single strand would remain to settle into his Dantian Qi Sea.
As the Spiritual Qi circulated, it simultaneously tempered his physical body, expelling impurities from within.
This was the process of marrow cleansing and bone refining.
Generally speaking, the better a person’s spiritual root quality, the faster they would absorb Spiritual Qi.
For someone like Zhou Luo with a ninth-grade spiritual root, the Spiritual Qi inhaled each time would be extremely limited, resulting in very little remaining in his Dantian Qi Sea.
But he wasn’t worried.
As long as he could make babies, he would never lack time!
Even if he could only obtain a tiny bit of Spiritual Qi each time, as long as he had enough time, he would one day achieve something extraordinary!
Successfully leaving a strand of Spiritual Qi in his Dantian Qi Sea made Zhou Luo extremely excited.
He decisively continued to repeat the process…
He continuously absorbed the heaven and earth’s Spiritual Qi, drawing it into his body to mold himself.
Repeating this over and over, he actually felt no fatigue whatsoever.
His only slight regret was that this training room wasn’t built on a Spiritual Vein Blessed Land; otherwise, his Spiritual Qi absorption speed would be even faster.
According to the Lin Family’s rules, as long as one birthed a child, they could cultivate on a Spiritual Vein Blessed Land for a month…
He really didn’t know when he would have a child.
Just as Zhou Luo was pondering this…
Ding-
Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out in his head.
Immediately following, a mechanical prompt sounded.
[Congratulations, Host. Through your tireless efforts, you have successfully made your Dao Companion pregnant. You have obtained one lottery draw opportunity.]