A Cultivation Life Accompanied By A Beautiful Companion Is The Best (Patreon)

Chapter 13: The Girl Descends, Strolling with Birds under the Moon

The Song of the Yin-Yang Grand Dao, created and perfected by the Fairy Sovereign of Hundred Flowers throughout his life, has a well-defined structure for cultivation.

As a secret technique, the Song of the Yin-Yang Grand Dao consists of 108 movements: 36 Yang cultivation movements, 36 Yin cultivation movements, and 36 Yin-Yang harmonization movements.

Men first cultivate the 36 Yang movements to strengthen their internal Yang energy, enhance their physical fitness, and refine their bodies like tempered steel.

Once the 36 Yang movements are mastered, one can learn the 36 Yin-Yang harmonization movements. When practicing dual cultivation with a female cultivator, the spiritual roots of both parties can merge and coexist. As for the 36 Yin cultivation movements, they are designed specifically for women and were created by the Fairy Sovereign of Hundred Flowers for his beloved women. After practicing these movements, the intertwining of Yin and Yang can bring significant benefits to both parties.

Although the Song of the Yin-Yang Grand Dao appears formidable, the cultivation method is actually quite simple. It only requires specific movements, a special breathing technique, and the circulation of spiritual energy.

However, without someone guiding and teaching the fixed breathing techniques and spiritual energy circulation methods for each movement, it would be nearly impossible to make any progress in a lifetime.

The cultivation method itself is straightforward, but for Ye Xiyun, the process of cultivation is not so simple. The first posture involves putting his head below his buttocks. Can a young man like him really achieve such a position? Could this Fairy Sovereign of Hundred Flowers be some kind of sex guru?

"Damn, be gentle... Careful, it's about to break!" Ye Xiyun almost curled up into a ball on the bed in the thatched house.

Meanwhile, the fairy in the painting was assisting Ye Xiyun in practicing the first movement of the Song of the Yin-Yang Grand Dao.

"Damn it, be gentle! this is my waist, not an enemy. Be gentle... Ahhh!"

Suddenly, a "crack" sound was heard, and tears welled up in Ye Xiyun's eyes.

What kind of suffering is this?

"If you don't endure hardship, how can you become extraordinary?" The fairy in the painting said ruthlessly, "This dual cultivation technique, if shown to those Lustful Daoists, they would all eagerly rush to cultivate it. If you want to experience the desire to ascend to heaven or die in pleasure through dual cultivation, you must first push yourself to the brink of ascension or death! If you practice half-heartedly, your future partner will feel that being with you is neither here nor there."

"Huh?" The fairy in the painting blinked at Ye Xiyun, who was foaming at the mouth and passing out. "Oh my, you faint just like that? Young man... your body is really not up to par."

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After being tormented by the fairy in the painting to the point of half-death, Ye Xiyun finally collapsed onto the bed, resembling a salted fish that had lost its dreams.

After completing the cultivation of the first movement, a warm current spread from Ye Xiyun's dantian, flowing outwards. This warm current was like a flood cleansing his meridians, pushing out impurities from his body through his pores. The black impurities were expelled, surfacing through Ye Xiyun's skin.

A faint smell and a sense of comfort emerged simultaneously.

"This..."

"Feeling the charm of the Song of the Yin-Yang Grand Dao, aren't you?" The fairy in the painting floated in the air, looking down at Ye Xiyun lying on the bed. "This is purifying your essence and marrow. Unfortunately, your spiritual roots are just too poor."

"It smells bad." Ye Xiyun wrinkled his brow as he sniffed his own scent. "Will purifying my essence and marrow improve my cultivation aptitude?"

"No," the fairy in the painting replied. "This thing can only improve the aptitude of your body, making it perfect. In simpler terms, it enhances your martial arts aptitude and makes you look better."

"Well, that's not bad," Ye Xiyun said. After all, being handsome can be an advantage sometimes.

"But with this smell all over you, how are you going to sleep?" Ye Xiyun looked at the moonlight outside, opened the door, and walked out of his thatched house.

The moonlight was gentle, and the night was serene.

Although Senior Sister Bing Li had warned him not to wander around Little Cloud Peak, Ye Xiyun had already explored the area during the day and thought that going out for a bath and coming back should be fine at this late hour.

Moreover, during the day, he had discovered a pool at the foot of Little Cloud Peak.

A 67-meter waterfall cascaded down from the mountain, crashing into the pool below, creating splashes that resembled scattered snowflakes under the moonlight.

The pool was crystal clear, surrounded by various plants and flowers, flourishing abundantly.

It must be said that it was a tranquil and secluded place.

"Sister spirit... I'm going to take a bath. Do you need to look away?" Standing by the pool, Ye Xiyun looked at the fairy in the painting still floating above his head and asked.

The fairy in the painting rolled her eyes. "Who cares to look at you? I'm going back to sleep. Don't bother me unless it's necessary!"

After saying that, the fairy in the painting transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into Ye Xiyun's body.

Ye Xiyun watched the vanishing fairy in the painting, looked around, and quickly took off his clothes, diving into the clear pool.

Like a graceful swimming fish, Ye Xiyun's perfect figure moved through the water, with smooth muscle lines. The dirt on his body gradually dissolved into the water and sank to the bottom as he swam.

"Splash..."

A head emerged from the water surface—it was Ye Xiyun.

With long hair cascading behind him, under the moonlight, Ye Xiyun's upper body was exposed above the water surface. His slightly fairer than wheat-colored skin, sleek muscle lines, and a muscular physique that was not overly large but full of strength.

"Taking a bath feels so comfortable." Wiping his body with some water, Ye Xiyun sighed. Usually, following the plot of third-rate stories, when the female protagonist bathes in the wilderness, she is accidentally seen naked by the male protagonist who stumbled upon her, and then their love-hate relationship begins.

Unfortunately, I'm a guy.

Moreover, these cliché wuxia storylines have become so... but still, they make people eager to watch. After all, no matter how old the storyline is, once it's made into a TV drama, who would want to miss the free beauty shots of a woman bathing?

Even though censorship is strict nowadays, some online blockbuster films still manage to include scenes with women half-wrapped in towels. Isn't it great to be a fan?

So, in Ye Xiyun's opinion, such cliché plots should be supported more! It would be best if they could be faithfully adapted from the original novel written by the author. Otherwise, what the author described as the protagonist's frontal view, those directors would give you a shot of the back, which is really disappointing. This is a serious act of disrespecting the original work.

Disdain, a strong disdain is necessary.

It's just a pity that after crossing over, there hasn't been a chance to watch a small... ahem, TV drama again.

Sigh...

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger.

Ye Xiyun looked up at the moon in the sky. He saw a black dot getting closer and larger in front of him.

Ye Xiyun's expression changed, his pupils contracted, and he felt a tremendous shock as he watched the girl descend from the sky.

What the hell, someone is jumping off the waterfall in the middle of the night?

This was the last thought that crossed Ye Xiyun's mind before he passed out. Then, he saw the girl's head and his own head collide forcefully...

After a while.

A girl squatted by the water's edge, holding her head, while Ye Xiyun's head swelled up like a package, resembling a dead frog floating on the water's surface…