Bonus Chapter: The Past

“Miss Mengyu!!”

A childish voice shouted.

A four or five-year-old boy leapt into the arms of a young girl dressed in pink.

“Alright, alright, sister is right here.”

The pink-clad girl held the little boy in her arms and patiently fed him snacks from the table.

Looking at those plump cheeks puffed up, this adorable appearance struck directly at Qin Mengyu’s heart.

The boy was also happy to sit in Miss Mengyu’s embrace.

After all, it was fragrant, soft, and comfortable.

Although his body was that of a child, his mind was as sharp as an adult’s.

His name was—Xiao Hai Wang Qin Mu!

“By the way, where’s Miss Ruoshuang?”

Qin Mu asked while chewing.

Ever since Qin Mu opened his eyes, he realized he had arrived in this world as a baby.

A pink-clad girl held him, her eyes as clear as autumn water stared at him curiously, and beside her was a white-clothed girl, cold and beautiful, also gazing at him.

Qin Mu couldn’t speak.

Opening his mouth only produced “Ah ah ah,” but understanding was no problem.

Listening to the conversation, it seemed he was the young master of the Qin Family, and the two beautiful girls before him were his sisters.

Qin Mengyu took out a handkerchief and wiped the crumbs from her little brother’s mouth.

“Miss Ruoshuang will be back soon. Why, did you need something from her?”

Qin Mu shook his head like a rattle-drum.

“No, no, just curious.”

After years together, Qin Mu preferred to be with second sister Qin Mengyu.

She was gentle, considerate, super beautiful, and fragrant.

No one could refuse to be with such a pretty girl.

As for eldest sister Qin Ruoshuang, Qin Mu only felt seriousness.

She was always cold-faced, hard to read, and strict with him.

One mistake and she’d smack his butt.

So strict.

Although the eldest sister was also beautiful, seeing her was like a student meeting a teacher—terrifying.

Since Qin Mu was a child now, his appetite was small.

After eating a few snacks fed by Miss Mengyu, he was full.

Leaning against the soft, fragrant embrace with a full belly, his eyelids soon grew heavy.

Qin Mengyu saw her little brother had fallen asleep, so she gently adjusted his position in her arms to make him more comfortable.

After a while, a white-clad girl arrived.

Her cold gaze softened a little as she looked at the sleeping boy in the pink-clad girl’s arms.

Qin Ruoshuang reached out.

“Let me hold him.”

A trace of longing flickered in her eyes.

After all, this little guy usually avoided her like the plague.

Qin Mengyu slowly handed the boy to the white-clad girl.

Perhaps feeling a chill, the boy shrank in his sleep, his little hand reaching for something plump, bouncy, soft, and warm, filled with a milky scent.

His head burrowed towards it, and his face pressed against it.

At once, Qin Ruoshuang’s cheeks turned pink.

Looking at the boy in her arms, she whispered,

“Your hands and feet are so unruly.”

Qin Mengyu’s lips curled up.

“See? Even though Mu’er avoids you when he’s awake, when he’s asleep he can’t help but get close. So cute~”

Qin Ruoshuang silently stared at the boy in her arms, even more focused than when reading cultivation techniques.

“Miss Ruoshuang, have you finished asking? What did that person say?”

Qin Mengyu sounded troubled.

After the recent examination, it turned out Mu’er’s talent was poor.

Not only were his meridians weak, but his Linggen was faint.

Others had poor Linggen aptitude, but for Mu’er, just having Linggen at all was impressive.

Qin Ruoshuang shook her head.

“Still the same.”

At her words, Qin Mengyu let out a sigh.

At this rate, Mu’er’s hopes for Foundation Establishment were slim.

“There’s still a way.”

Qin Ruoshuang said firmly.

Qin Mengyu looked at her sister, her lips pressed together.

“Rudao, is it…”

As the saying goes, when one attains the Dao, even chickens and dogs ascend.

On the Heavenly Profound Continent, only by comprehending the Great Way and entering the Dao can one achieve true cultivation.

Everything has a Dao.

It could be a leaf, a flower, a tree, Civil and Martial, even carpentry.

Even playing chess could lead to Dao.

Qin Ruoshuang’s method was to use Mu’er as a medium, enter the Dao with him as the catalyst, and once the Great Way was established, bind Mu’er closely to herself, allowing him to ascend in one step.

This method involved taking the target’s Essence Blood and fusing it into the Foundation of the Way during Foundation Establishment.

Qin Ruoshuang tightened her arms, feeling the warmth in her embrace.

Her red lips parted.

“Just me is enough.”

After all, this method was dangerous.

If the will was weak or the one entering Dao died, at best cultivation would be crippled; at worst, the Dao Heart would shatter.

Qin Mengyu was displeased at this.

“Still, I’m also Mu’er’s sister. If you do this alone, Miss Ruoshuang, you’re treating me as an outsider. I want to use this method too.”

For her sister’s decision, Qin Ruoshuang didn’t object, as if she had expected it.

Just like that, the two sisters each took a drop of Essence Blood.

The person involved was completely unaware, peacefully sleeping in the white-clad girl’s embrace.

When Qin Mu opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a bed.

He slowly sat up.

Looking outside, it was nearly evening.

My god, did I sleep that long?

But come to think of it, was it because he slept so long that he was still so tired?

At that moment, Qin Mu felt powerless all over.

This feeling—

Even grinding a spear seven times a day wouldn’t be this exhausting.

Creak.

The door opened.

A pink silhouette entered, carrying a bowl of soup.

Seeing the little boy on the bed awake, Qin Mengyu smiled.

“Awake? Come, Mu’er, have some soup.”

Qin Mu looked at the soup in the bowl.

Why was it green again!

And it smelled like medicinal herbs!

“Miss Mengyu, what is this?”

It looked bitter, and the color made it seem even worse.

Qin Mengyu scooped up a spoonful of Medicinal Decoction, blew on it,

“It’s tonic Medicinal Decoction. Mu’er, you’re at the age to grow strong. Come on, be good and drink up.”

Qin Mu’s face twisted in misery.

He stared at the green Medicinal Decoction, hesitated, but in the end obediently opened his mouth and swallowed.

So bitter!

It was like mixing rotten tofu with natto, pouring it into old Beijing bean juice, and adding a bit of herring can soup to make the flavor even stronger.

“Ugh!”

Qin Mu couldn’t take it and spat it out.

Qin Mengyu knew it was bitter.

But she’d done her best to flavor it.

Mu’er was so young, and having two drops of Essence Blood taken required strong nourishment to avoid harming his foundation.

“Miss Mengyu, maybe we should give up. This is too bitter.”

Qin Mu wiped his mouth.

This stuff didn’t seem drinkable by humans.

Qin Mengyu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then took a sip with the spoon herself.

She leaned forward, her lips moving close.

Before Qin Mu could recover from the bitter taste in his mouth, a soft, moist sensation pressed against his lips, and a hint of sweetness passed into his brain.

Qin Mu’s eyes widened.

He stared at the exquisite face so close to his.

A sweet scent wafted over.

Then, his teeth were gently pried open.

A mixture of sweetened Medicinal Decoction flowed into his mouth.

After a moment, they separated.

“Mu’er, how is it? Still bitter?”

Qin Mengyu asked calmly.

Qin Mu’s brain froze.

He nodded instinctively.

Qin Mengyu’s face brightened.

Following the same method, she spooned the entire bowl of bitter Medicinal Decoction into him, one mouthful at a time.