Ever since Qin Yan brought back news of Grandma and Mom from the Spirit Realm, Younger Uncle had been in a much better mood.
Seeing Younger Uncle happy put Qin Yan at ease too.
So she began working hard to refine the dragon qi those emperors had given her.
She sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion in a little pavilion in her family's courtyard, cultivating with her short little legs tucked beneath her.
A curtain of strung bodhi seeds hung across the front of the pavilion.
The other sides were screened with bamboo blinds, with an outer layer of gauzy fabric painted in ink-wash designs. When the wind blew, the gauze fluttered beautifully.
Many precious spirit plants grew around it.
While Qin Yan cultivated, the family's animals played nearby.
Her uncles' spirit beasts were there too.
On a large peach tree to the left of the pavilion, Qin Yu lazily wrapped his tail around a branch and lay basking in the sun.
That whole patch was planted with peach trees. They were enormous, their blossoms a beautiful crimson that made Qin Yu look even more inhumanly white.
Oh, he wasn't human to begin with.
Qin Yu instinctively absorbed the life spiritual qi spilling from Qin Yan as she cultivated.
The other animals did the same.
Life spiritual qi wasn't the only thing spilling from Qin Yan. After circulating through her body, the weird qi became purer before being expelled.
Several anomalies nearby waited with their mouths open for their meal.
Fu Yunting leaned against a tree with his arms folded. The bees in the tree were already the size of quail eggs, and their beating wings made an especially loud buzzing.
"She's been cultivating for five days straight. Is she really all right?"
To refine the dragon qi this time,