Chapter 59 Lin Xiyue Regrets

On the Lonely Mountain.

Chu Feng emerged from seclusion feeling refreshed and invigorated. After a period of cultivation, his power had soared, and he had successfully cultivated the first transformation of the Ninefold Profound Art to perfection.

Speaking of which, he had just claimed Zhao Dongdong's first, and before he could properly comfort her, he had chosen to go into seclusion—a rather heartless thing to do. He really ought to make it up to her.

However, just as he emerged, he encountered someone who stirred up complicated feelings within him.

Lin Xiyue.

After all, Lin Xiyue had been Chu Feng’s partner for over a century and was all too familiar with his habits. Upon arriving at the Lonely Mountain, she quickly learned he was in seclusion and waited patiently outside his door. Her perseverance was rewarded when at last he emerged.

She hurried forward with a gentle, smiling voice, “Husband, you’ve come out at last. Congratulations on your breakthrough.”

Chu Feng frowned. “Why are you here?”

His feelings toward Lin Xiyue were complicated—perhaps it was more accurate to say his predecessor’s feelings were. After all, they had been married for more than a hundred years, and he had slept with her; there is a saying that even a day of marriage leaves a hundred days of affection. Yet her departure still left an unhealed wound deep inside him.

Lin Xiyue replied, “Of course, I came to see you.”

“Stop.” Chu Feng interrupted her at once. “We’re already divorced, you and I. I, Chu Feng, am old and frail, with little time left. Staying together would only hold you back, so stop calling me husband.”

“Tell me, why have you left Linglong Peak and come to my Lonely Mountain? If you have nothing to say, please return. My status is not what it was—this mountain is no place for a mere Golden Core elder like you.”

Tears instantly streamed down Lin Xiyue’s face.

“Husband, please don’t drive me away. I know I was wrong. I was deceived—by Lu Linglong. She said she could let me enter the Supreme Profound Secret Realm, but only if I became her disciple. To do that, I had to leave you.”

“So you chose to divorce me.”

“Then are you aware that this Lu Linglong you speak of is now my partner?”

“Who gave you the nerve to slander my partner before me?”

“Lin Xiyue, leave. From the moment you divorced me, we have nothing more to do with each other.”

She was no longer even a Daughter of Destiny.

Chu Feng sneered. If she were, perhaps he’d still be interested in playing this game, but now he had not the slightest interest. Aside from her passable looks, she had nothing to recommend her.

“I won’t go,” Lin Xiyue insisted, shaking her head desperately. “Husband, can you not forgive me for the sake of our hundred years together? I swear, I truly know I was wrong this time. If only you’ll forgive me, I’ll do anything you ask. Every part of my body belongs to you—”

“I could even be your—”

Chu Feng pinched her chin and said, “You really mean what you say?”

“I do,” Lin Xiyue nodded frantically.

“Get out.”

Chu Feng snorted coldly. “Leave, and the farther you go, the better. I don’t want to see you again. Are you deaf?”

With a wave of his hand, Lin Xiyue suddenly felt as if she were flying through clouds and mist. After who knows how long, she crashed heavily to the ground. When she came back to herself, she realized she was already back at Linglong Peak, at her own residence.

She was stunned.

Yet she did not give up. Instead, her resolve only deepened.

“Husband, just wait. I will not give up so easily. You are mine, and only mine…”

…

Lin Xiyue’s appearance had not affected Chu Feng in the slightest. He soon put her out of his mind.

When he went to see Zhao Dongdong, he found her in seclusion, attempting a breakthrough.

After their dual cultivation, she had made great gains and was on the verge of advancing. If not now, then when?

Yet breaking through to the Golden Core stage was no easy feat. A single misstep could lead to qi deviation—at best, shattering her meridians; at worst, death. Normally, one would make ample preparations before attempting such a breakthrough.

But fate had other plans.

Because of their dual cultivation, Zhao Dongdong was forced to attempt the breakthrough, unable to suppress her cultivation any longer. She could only risk it.

At first, everything went smoothly. But just as her golden core began to condense, her inner mana suddenly grew restless, rampaging like a headless fly.

Panic overtook Zhao Dongdong.

“No, am I really going to die here?”

She struggled desperately to regain control, trying to draw that chaotic power back into her dantian.

But the more anxious she became, the less her power obeyed her.

“Husband, save me!”

Regret overwhelmed her.

It was all her fault for being so impatient. What was she to do now? She was on the verge of tears.

Just as Zhao Dongdong sank into despair and remorse, a warm, slightly reproachful voice sounded in her ear.

“Reckless—daring to attempt a breakthrough without me here. Aren’t you afraid of qi deviation?”

Immediately, a surge of powerful energy poured into her body. The previously chaotic mana became docile, and the disrupted dantian and meridians began to heal.

The warmth and security nearly made Zhao Dongdong weep.

“Husband…”

Chu Feng soothed her gently, “It’s all right, don’t be afraid. I’m here.”

“Now, let me teach you a technique. Follow its instructions to form your golden core.”

Chu Feng spared no effort for his woman. He immediately transmitted the Great Celestial Scripture to her.

Though the scripture was only a thousand characters, it rivaled the arts of immortal emperors—hence its reputation as the greatest immortal scripture of all time. It was created by Patriarch Bodhi, blending the best of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism.

Some say Patriarch Bodhi was one of Sage Zhunti’s three incarnations; others, that he was one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, a quasi-saint of immense power. Either way, the scripture’s extraordinary nature was clear.

A golden core has twelve grades.

Back then, Chu Feng’s own cultivation had only produced a ninth-grade core, and that was thanks to his sacred physique. His technique had simply been lacking. In fact, the reason might have been an eighth-grade core.

Fortunately, with the Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Lament, he could now reinforce his foundation, slowly remedying the flaws in his core and nascent soul.

After cultivating with several women, his golden core had reached the eleventh grade; his nascent soul, the tenth.

Of course, it wasn’t just the Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Lament—the Great Celestial Scripture played a vital role.

Yet time was short. Given a few years, he could fully mend his foundation, greatly enhance his potential and future strength.

With the thousand-character scripture to aid her, and Chu Feng’s powerful mana to support her, Zhao Dongdong’s cultivation proceeded far more smoothly from then on.