19: The master's wife was jealous, in the training room

“Senior Brother, the ‘accompanying’ you mentioned, is it *that* kind of accompanying?”

She asked cautiously.

“What do you think?”

“Could it really be *that* kind?”

“You just need to be clear in your heart. Remember not to speak of this matter, understood?”

Lin Yuan knew that since she lived in this courtyard, this matter couldn't be kept secret forever, so it was better to tell her early.

Although Miao Yizi had already guessed, when she received his confirmation, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, her heart trembling.

“Understood! I am Senior Brother’s woman, and I will definitely keep Senior Brother’s secret!”

She promised solemnly.

“Mm, you Cultivate on your own for now. I’ll come to accompany you another day.”

Lin Yuan embraced her, held her for a moment, then turned and left.

Seeing the man depart, Miao Yizi then sighed, “Oh wow, oh wow, Elder Qin Ren just died and these two are already getting together. How shameless!”

At this moment, the image of the Revered Master and Disciple in her mind had completely collapsed.

She had originally thought they were a kind Revered Master and filial Disciple, but now it seemed they truly were a kind Revered Master and filial Disciple.

It was just that the method of this kindness and filial piety was a bit unusual.

…

Outside the main bedroom.

Lin Yuan knocked on the door.

“Thump, thump, thump.”

After a long while, there was no sound.

He couldn't help but say helplessly, “Revered Master’s wife, your Disciple requests an audience.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I’m going to rest.”

“Aren’t you still awake?”

“I’m about to rest.”

“…Then your Disciple will return?”

Lin Yuan asked tentatively.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the woman’s voice immediately came, “No! Come back!”

“Didn’t Revered Master’s wife say she was going to rest?”

“Hmph, come in and talk.”

Hearing this, Lin Yuan felt relieved.

“Creak.”

He pushed the door open and entered, only to see the Mei Fu sitting on the edge of the bed, her face full of resentment.

Lin Yuan closed the door behind him, and with a guilty look, he walked over and sat beside her, extending his hand and saying, “Revered Master’s wife, your Disciple misses you.”

The Mei Fu pushed away the man’s hand and snorted coldly, “Miss what? Aren’t you supposed to be accompanying your little Junior Sister? How do you have time to come find me?”

Lin Yuan said solemnly, “Revered Master’s wife, are you referring to that Miao Yizi? She’s just a little green tea. In terms of affection and beauty, she can’t compare to you in any way!”

The Mei Fu was still dissatisfied, “Then why did you take her in?”

“This is to become stronger sooner to protect you.”

“Is that true? I think you’re just coveting her beauty.”

“Absolutely true! Although she is beautiful, in my heart, she is far from Revered Master’s wife. You are the most Beautiful Woman in the world; she isn’t even worthy of carrying your shoes.”

“Smooth talker. I’m not a young girl anymore; I don’t fall for that.”

“Sigh, everything your Disciple does is for you. Since you mind so much, I’ll just let her leave.”

“Alright, alright, I don’t mind; I just feel a little uncomfortable.”

Gu Shuqin stopped him.

Lin Yuan was filled with guilt, “I’m sorry, Revered Master’s wife…”

“Don’t say anymore. What’s done is done. I don’t want to say anything more.”

“Thank you for your understanding, Revered Master’s wife!”

“Hmph, only this one time. You’re not allowed to bring other women back next time!”

“Okay, I’ll listen to Revered Master’s wife!”

Lin Yuan readily agreed, while also reaching out and grasping the Mei Fu’s soft hand, whispering, “Time is pressing. Let’s Cultivate together first.”

“Stop! This is your Revered Master’s and my bedroom!”

“Isn’t that even better?”

“You! Rebellious Disciple! You’re truly becoming more and more presumptuous!”

“Doesn’t Revered Master’s wife like it?”

“Mmm…”

…

The next day.

The sun was high in the sky.

Lin Yuan had Cultivated in the bedroom for a long time before coming out.

“Senior Brother, have you finished Cultivating?”

Miao Yizi was meditating in the courtyard. Noticing the movement, she turned her head to greet him.

Lin Yuan nodded and said, “Mm, did you Cultivate well?”

“Of course! After a night of Cultivation, I’ve digested the accumulated Origin Qi in my body and successfully Breakthrough to Body Tempering Sixth Realm!”

Miao Yizi smiled, stood up, and waved her fists and feet, showing him her Cultivation results.

“Not bad. At this rate, you’ll soon be able to open your meridians.”

“What about Senior Brother? Did you Breakthrough?”

“I just Breakthrough to Meridian Opening Second Realm yesterday. My Realm is not yet stable, so I’m not in a hurry to Breakthrough to the third Realm.”

“Tsk tsk, you two Cultivated together for so long last night, and your Realm isn’t even stable yet?”

“What? Are you itching for a beating and want to Cultivate with me too?”

“Hateful! Senior Brother is so naughty!”

“Hehe, why is this little bitch pretending? I think you’re dying for it, aren’t you?”

“Mm-hmm, I want to! Senior Brother, do you dare to satisfy me?”

“We’ll talk about it tonight. I’m going to the training room today.”

“Oh? Is Senior Brother going to Cultivate Martial Skill?”

“Mm.”

“Then I’ll go with you!”

The training room is where Outer Sect Disciples Cultivate Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill.

It has low-level Origin Gathering Formations carved within, which can accelerate Cultivation speed.

As a public area, the training room is very large, spanning tens of thousands of square meters, capable of accommodating over a thousand Disciples Cultivating together.

After Lin Yuan and Miao Yizi paid their Origin Stones, they entered the room. They saw that there were already many people inside, so they could only find an empty spot in a corner to occupy.

“Look! Isn’t that the bitch surnamed Miao? How dare she still come here to train?”

“Look at the boy next to her. Could it be another suitor? How pitiful.”

“Pitiful what? At least he has extra Origin Stones to spend on women, unlike us who don’t even have enough for ourselves and have to be stingy when Cultivating.”

“That bitch has such a bad reputation and still gets pursued. Why doesn’t anyone pursue me?”

Listening to the whispers around them, neither of their expressions changed.

Lin Yuan didn’t care about these idle rumors at all. As long as they didn’t disturb his Cultivation, he didn’t care what others said.

After all, in the face of strength, all words are pale and powerless. For him now, the most important thing is to become stronger.

And Miao Yizi had long been accustomed to these words, so she was immune to them.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lin Yuan took out the Martial Skill classic that recorded the Tongbei Fist, opened the second page, and saw that the page was blank.

“Strange? Is nothing recorded in this classic?”

In his confusion, he released his spiritual sense to touch the page.

Then a large amount of information surged out, pouring into his mind.

This information described the Cultivation method of the Tongbei Fist.

Lin Yuan spent the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to comprehend it.

Opening his eyes, he found that the originally blank page had turned completely black.

He figured it must have changed like this after being touched.

“So this is how Martial Skills are comprehended. It can only be limited to one person and cannot be passed on.”

Lin Yuan could perceive that the usage of the Tongbei Fist was obscure and difficult to understand. Only through information digestion could one fully comprehend its methods. It was almost impossible for outsiders to learn the Martial Skill by observation.

Therefore, the Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills on the Tianlan Continent were so valuable. Cultivators who wanted to Cultivate them could only do so by comprehending the information from the classics.

Unless one’s cultivation was so high as to be transcendent and saintly, it would be impossible to teach Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills.

Otherwise, if one person Cultivated a Martial Skill and taught it to everyone, that Martial Skill would become worthless.

As for Revered Master’s wife being able to teach him the Yin Yang Divine Skill, it was probably due to the special nature of that Cultivation Technique.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan no longer pondered. He put away the now useless classic, recalled the Cultivation method of the fist technique, stood up, and began to practice his punches.