Please Help Me Cultivate, Young Master!

On the Flying Ship heading to the Wen Dao Palace.

The Flying Ship, like a wisp of cloud, traveled through the Heavenly Gang, so smooth that one could not feel the slightest turbulence.

Qin Wangchuan stood by the railing, looking down at the mountains and rivers rushing past below, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"The Wen Dao Palace... is quite different from before." He lightly tapped the carved railing made of rare spirit wood with his fingertips. "It can even afford Flying Ship of this caliber."

Although there are no fixed ranks among the Flying Ship, differences still exist.

Some Flying Ship can travel a hundred miles a day, and some can even travel a thousand miles.

If you go any higher, it's not just about traveling ten thousand miles a day, but about breaking through boundaries to travel.

The most powerful are those Flying Ships that can break through boundaries, which only Undying or Imperial Clan can possess.

The ship beneath our feet, though not the most powerful, is still capable of breaking through realms and can freely traverse within a world without the need for a teleportation array.

If it were the previous Wen Dao Palace, they definitely wouldn't be able to produce it.

Upon hearing this, Meng Yu stepped forward, his voice filled with a sense of pride and respect:

"Don't worry, Young Master."

"No matter what form the Wen Dao Palace takes, it will always be the Wen Dao Palace of Qin."

He deliberately emphasized the character "Qin," but then cleverly paused there, refusing to elaborate further.

The deeper meaning is self-evident—this "Qin" is not the "Qin Clan" of the past, but the Qin that belongs exclusively to Qin Wangchuan.

Upon hearing this, Qin Wangchuan's lips curled into a slight smile.

It wasn't a complete waste of money to raise them.

Meng Yu suddenly remembered something and reported, "By the way, Young Master..."

"During our Ley Line, we discovered a rather peculiar 'qi' in a mountain."

"Anger?" Qin Wangchuan turned around, his face showing a question.

"Exactly."

"It seems to be a product of nature, yet to mature."

"Interestingly, it seems someone deliberately concealed that location, even placing spiritual nourishment items nearby to nurture and accelerate its growth, hoping to deceive everyone."

Meng Yu's tone was calm, yet contained a hint of disdain, "Little do you know, within the territory of my Wen Dao Palace, even a rat's hole has been searched countless times, let alone a mountain?"

He then described the object's appearance.

A wisp of pure energy, containing nine ever-changing rays of light, condensed yet not dissipating, brimming with spiritual energy.

Qin Wangchuan's thoughts raced, and he immediately connected the information with a record in an ancient book he had once read.

"Nine Heavens Pure Qi?"

This is a creation of heaven and earth, extremely extraordinary, and of great benefit to cultivators.

"Bring it here so I can see it," he ordered immediately.

With so many people available, Qin Wangchuan naturally doesn't need to get involved in this kind of matter.

"Yes!" Meng Yu clasped his hands in acceptance of the order.

The Flying Ship then came to a steady stop deep within the Cloud Sea.

Meng Yu selected several skilled fighters who accompanied him, and they transformed into streaks of light, heading straight for the mountain that contained pure energy.

Meng Yu's appearance this time was to inspect various places and assess the new disciples, so he didn't have many people accompanying him.

With his departure, the Flying Ship felt even more empty.

Only a handful of guards and attendants remained.

Qin Wangchuan entered the Quiet Room inside the cabin, sat down at the table, and casually flipped through the many cultivation manuals sent from various places.

He has been trying to deduce the new law.

Whether it's further enhancing the power of the Wanjie Thunder Furnace or fusing the Dao Sword and Spirit Energy Sword mentioned by the Spirit Law Dao, both are under planning.

Although a young person can have a calm and tranquil mind.

But Ye Jianwei, who stood quietly behind him, felt waves of emotion stirring within her.

Since the last time, she had secretly collected several... dual cultivation techniques.

However, this method is difficult to implement by one person alone, and even if one wanted to speak up, one would feel too ashamed to do so.

The girl, caught in this dilemma, unconsciously twisted the hem of her dress with her fingertips.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Qin Wangchuan's gaze remained fixed on the book in his hands, his head unmoved, yet his voice rang out clearly.

Ye Jianwei body trembled violently, and she looked up in shock.

Just then, Qin Wangchuan also raised his eyes and looked at her calmly.

"Young Master, how... how did you know?" Her voice trembled slightly.

How do you know?

Qin Wangchuan's lips curled slightly as he closed the book. "You'll know once you read it."

"Speak, what is it?"

There were no many words, just four characters.

You'll know once you see it.

As the four words fell, Ye Jianwei was suddenly struck by a tremendous surge of warmth in her heart.

Despite not uttering a single word and believing he had concealed his true intentions perfectly, the Young Master was still able to see right through him.

'Young Master has been watching me.'

'Young Master has always understood me.'

This silent attention touched her deeply.

This is my Young Master...

Upon thinking of this, courage suddenly arose within me.

She needs to become stronger so that she can stand better by the Young Master's side and protect him!

Having made up her mind, Ye Jianwei no longer hesitated. She immediately knelt down, presented the treasured cultivation manuals to Qin Wangchuan with both hands, and said in a soft but firm voice:

"Please, Young Master, help me cultivate!"

"It should be guiding your cultivation, right?" Qin Wangchuan chuckled at her expression, gently correcting her as he reached out and took the cultivation manuals.

As soon as he opened the homepage, he sensed something was wrong, and the smile that hadn't faded from his face quickly froze.

After closing the book, I glanced at the cover—<The Yin-Yang Harmony Formula>

Looking through the other books, although the titles differed, the content was largely the same, all being methods of dual cultivation.

"You... need to practice all of these?" He lowered his eyes, his gaze teasingly landing on the Ye Jianwei's head.

That gaze was so intense it made the girl's delicate body tremble slightly, and her pretty face was already flushed red.

She took a few steps forward on her knees, keeping her head down and not daring to raise it, only extending a slender finger to gently tap one of the books.

"... This one should be the best."

Qin Wangchuan picked it up as instructed, his gaze falling on the book cover.

<Phoenix-Taming Art>

"You mean start with this one?" he asked again, his tone teasing.

It has to be said that Ye Jianwei has always been resolute since childhood and rarely shows such an interesting expression.

Ye Jianwei, too shy to speak.

Knowing she was easily embarrassed, Qin Wangchuan chuckled again and stopped teasing her.

He reached out and pulled her up, drawing her into his arms.

Now that the intention is clear, there is no need to hesitate about what needs to be done.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her.

The girl's dress gradually loosened, revealing her jade-like skin.

When Qin Wangchuan, as before, untied the delicate Silver Bell from the hem of her skirt and tied it to Ye Jianwei's slender ankle, the girl's legs involuntarily trembled slightly.

He assumed it was just a shy girl and didn't pay any attention.

Looking up, Ye Jianwei held up a slightly larger Silver Bell in Ye Jianwei palm.

Qin Wangchuan was puzzled and brought it up.

Ye Jianwei's Ye Jianwei with moisture. She raised her hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her long, snow-white neck. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, trembling slightly.

"Please, Young Master, tie it here."

Seeing that he did not move, the girl explained in a low voice, her breath sweet as orchids:

"One isn't enough... so..."

Therefore, two bells are needed.

Only--

Why tie it around the neck specifically?

Qin Wangchuan leaned close to her reddened earlobe and asked in a low voice, his warm breath brushing against her.

The girl was now burning hot, her legs unconsciously rubbing together slightly, her posture extremely alluring.

"Because..." her voice trailed off, tinged with unspeakable shame and stubbornness, "I belong to the Young Master."

"That way, others can tell at a glance."

That would be strange.

Qin Wangchuan's fingertips traced her smooth shoulders and neck. "Why didn't you take it out before? Why now of all times?"

"Because..." Ye Jianwei buried her burning cheeks in his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "It's embarrassing."

"Young Master ~"

That last soft call carried a hint of coquettishness and pleading.

Qin Wangchuan shook his head and chuckled, a clear warmth quietly spreading from the bottom of his heart.

"As you wish."

The bell was tied around the girl's neck.

The bells dangled, making a few crisp sounds.

The girl in his arms seemed to have completely relaxed, surrendering her soft body entirely to him, with only a faint, almost inaudible plea reaching his ears:

"I hope you will take pity on me Young Master..."

"Ah!"

With a short gasp, the girl obediently knelt on the brocade quilt.

A short while later, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and then she let out a satisfied sigh.

Inside the cabin, the bell tolled, its clear notes gradually increasing in intensity, like a secret and joyful melody.

Unfortunately, all these sounds were silently swallowed up by the meticulous isolation formation, and no one heard them.