My Wife, Spare My Life

After frolicking in the hot springs halfway up the mountain for a long time, Wu Tian finally calmed down and began to examine the cultivation methods taught by Senior Zhu Yushuang.

He focused his mind on his spiritual platform and sensed two runes, one purple and one red. As he touched them with his mind, dense clusters of runes emerged.

Wu Tian felt his head spin and his mind ache. After a long period of digestion, he finally sorted out these numerous runes. Two new skills naturally appeared on his System Panel.

Fire Pupil Curse: High-grade Curse Technique. It draws upon the essence of fire to refine the eye orifices, enabling clearer vision, dispelling illusions, and observing minute details. Upon reaching completion, it can slightly increase affinity with the fire element.

Thunder Sound Curse: High-grade Curse Technique. An auxiliary method that can vibrate the internal organs, purging turbid qi, bad luck, and malevolent energy from the body, purifying qi and tempering the physique. Upon reaching completion, it can draw upon a small amount of lightning essence.

"They're actually High-grade Curse Techniques," Wu Tian's face lit up with joy. "Senior is truly generous."

He had been cultivating in the Law Transmission Hall recently and naturally understood the basic cultivation knowledge.

The first four stages of cultivation are Foundation Establishment, Qi Nurturing, Cauldron Forging, and Law Refining.

Foundation Establishment involves drawing upon the essence of heaven and earth to nourish oneself until the essence overflows, transforming into a wisp of True Qi, which signifies completion.

Qi Nurturing involves opening acupoints and clearing meridians, circulating True Qi, and nurturing essence, spirit, and mind until all hundred meridians are open and True Qi can be projected outside the body, marking its completion.

These two stages primarily involve the cultivation of Curse Techniques. Through the Dao rhythm contained within ancient sounds, they draw upon the essence of heaven and earth to achieve self-cultivation.

Curse Techniques are divided into Beginner, Secret Transmission, and High-grade.

Beginner Curse Techniques are often only suitable for the Foundation Establishment realm and are the entry-level methods for all cultivators.

Secret Transmission Curse Techniques can only be cultivated after acquiring True Qi. They can temper True Qi, aid cultivation, and possess various other wondrous effects. They are generally the secret transmissions of various sects.

High-grade Curse Techniques are extremely rare. Not only are their effects far superior to Secret Transmission Curse Techniques, but they also often have the effect of consolidating the foundation, strengthening the body, and improving one's innate talent.

Generally, only major sects in the Central Plains with thousands of years of history might possess High-grade Curse Techniques. Smaller sects with weak foundations rarely obtain such methods.

Having obtained the methods, Wu Tian immediately returned to the mountain gate. After all, his departure this time was too sudden, and lingering here for too long might cause him to miss the time for the Canteen, which would worry Aunt Wu and Wu Xia'er.

He leaped ashore, shook his fur, and flicked away the water droplets. His white fur became even more radiant.

With the Thousand Mile Divine Speed talent, his running speed was extremely fast, like a white shadow streaking through the mountains and forests.

When he neared the mountain gate, the bell hanging around his neck jingled, sending out faint golden ripples. Wu Tian entered the mountain gate silently, without alerting anyone.

Seeing that time was getting late, he hurried towards the Canteen.

However, it was already a bit late today. The disciples from the Law Transmission Hall nearby had even started their morning lessons.

"You little rascal, why are you so late today? I thought someone had captured you to eat dog meat!" Aunt Wu, seeing Wu Tian arrive, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She quickly poured the prepared food into the dog bowl, but her words were still sharp.

"Hmph, I think this guy will sooner or later have his skin and bones stripped and be made into dog meat," Fatty Huang grumbled from the side. He always felt a bit displeased that his wife and daughter were too fond of this dog.

Wu Tian couldn't be bothered to argue with Fatty Huang and quickly finished the food in the dog bowl. The disciples from the Law Transmission Hall nearby had just finished their morning lessons.

He quickly slipped away as the disciples from the Law Transmission Hall began to walk towards the Canteen one after another.

Wu Tian sensed familiar auras and knew that Feitianyun and Guduo were heading this way, making him even more reluctant to delay. He leaped, transforming into a white light, and sped away along the wall.

On the Law Transmission Hall side, after Feitianyun entered the mountain gate, she received care from some disciples who had joined Moyun Village in the early years due to her status as the village chief's daughter.

Her status was not ordinary, and although her aptitude was not top-grade, it was considered outstanding among mid-grade Immortal roots. Naturally, a group of people vied to curry favor with her, making her even more arrogant.

However, upon entering the Law Transmission Hall, surrounded by fellow disciples cultivating Curse Techniques and with strict sect rules, she dared not be too presumptuous. Even towards someone like Guduo, whom she used to look down upon as a lowly person, she would only verbally belittle and demean him, never daring to act.

Coincidentally, as she was walking towards the Canteen with several senior brothers and sisters, laughing and chatting, she inexplicably glanced back and happened to see a white shadow flash by the corner of the wall.

Feitianyun didn't pay much attention at first, but when it was time to eat, she kept thinking that the white shadow looked very familiar.

After pondering for a long time, she suddenly slammed her bowl and chopsticks onto the table.

"Ah, could it be that damned beast!"

Upon realizing this, Feitianyun could no longer sit still. She stopped eating and was about to search everywhere, wanting to confirm if the white shadow she saw was the White Dog she had seen at the village below the mountain.

"Junior Sister, what's wrong?" Her accompanying Senior Sister asked, feeling a bit baffled.

Feitianyun didn't know how to explain, nor did she want to reveal the embarrassing encounter she had at the village below the mountain. So, she made up an excuse and left the Canteen without looking back.

"Senior Sisters, please eat first, don't wait for me."

However, she searched the entire Canteen and the area around the Law Transmission Hall but could not find any trace of the White Dog.

"Could I have really been mistaken?"

She stomped her foot in dissatisfaction and snorted, "Damn beast, don't let me catch you, or I'll make you pay."

When she returned to the Canteen, as she had been delayed for too long, most of the other disciples had already finished their meals and left.

Feitianyun originally intended to leave with her fellow Senior Sisters, but she suddenly saw Aunt Wu using a Curse Technique to wash the bowls. Her eyes rolled, and she ran up to ask, "Hey..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she quickly stopped herself. After all, the person in front of her was not an ordinary mortal but a cultivator who could use Curse Techniques. Although she always looked down on the two people in the Canteen, thinking they disgraced cultivators, she knew she couldn't afford to offend them now.

So, she stiffly changed her tone, "This... uh, Senior, have you seen a white dog around here?"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wu frowned imperceptibly and said without looking up, "Haven't seen it, haven't seen it. Where would there be a white dog in the Canteen?"

Feitianyun didn't doubt her words. "That's true. That little bitch didn't come up the mountain later. How could a beast like it enter the mountain gate? I must have seen it wrong just now."

"Perhaps it was some kind of white bird..."

She muttered, "When my cultivation improves, I'll go down the mountain to settle the score with it."

With that, she left with her fellow disciples.

Fatty Huang, who was cleaning the kitchenware nearby, also overheard the conversation. His eyes narrowed slightly, and it was unclear what he was plotting.

However, after the disciples from the Law Transmission Hall had left, Aunt Wu directly slapped Fatty Huang on the back. The crack sounded painful enough to make one wince.

"Huang Lao Si, I'm warning you, don't you dare get any wicked ideas."

Aunt Wu knew her husband too well. Although he was stingy and greedy, he had no ill intentions. He was also diligent and hardworking, and cared deeply for his family. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen him from among her many suitors back then.

It was just that this fellow had a petty mind and didn't take a mere white dog, which hadn't yet become a spirit, seriously. Instead, he found it an eyesore and even thought it was hindering his daughter's cultivation, distracting Wu Xia'er.

Seeing Huang Ren squinting in thought, she knew her husband might be hatching some wicked plan. She placed her hands on her hips and reprimanded him, "Even beating a dog requires looking at its owner. Don't forget, this matter was instructed by Senior Brother Man Xiong."

"He's already forged the Cloud Leopard Body and begun Law Refining. He's a True Disciple."

"If you accidentally offend him, do you know what the consequences would be?"

Hearing this, Fatty Huang couldn't help but shudder, his entire bulk trembling. He quickly shook his head, "My dear wife, my lady, you're overthinking it. How could I dare..."

"You'd better not, or I'll chop off your ears." Aunt Wu cursed a few more times, confirming she had dispelled her husband's wicked thoughts. Then she said, "Alright, I'll handle things here. You go on and tidy up."

She also felt sorry for her husband, who had been busy since before dawn and hadn't even had a bite to eat yet.

Fatty Huang naturally knew his wife was showing concern for him. This woman had a sharp tongue but a soft heart all these years. He chuckled and said, "My dear, there's no one around now, and Xia'er isn't here either. It's been a while since you and I have practiced the Water Grinding Curse. Why don't we go study it together?"

Aunt Wu's face instantly flushed slightly. She reprimanded, "You shameless old man, how old are you already, and you're still thinking about such things."

The Water Grinding Curse was a Secret Transmission dual cultivation curse technique. Men and women cultivated it together, not only enjoying various pleasures but also gaining some benefits for their cultivation.

"Who told you my wife is naturally beautiful? Even at this age, you're still full of charm..." Fatty Huang said, reaching out to take his wife's hand.

Aunt Wu, however, slapped his hand directly, her delicate eyebrows raised. "Who did you just say was old?"

No matter how old a woman was, she hated being told she was old. Fatty Huang's words had just hit a sore spot, igniting the temper of this fiery woman.

With that, she picked up the iron spoon. Fatty Huang was startled and turned to run, "My lady, spare me! I'll never dare again."