CHAPTER 825: CHAPTER 829: MASTER’S MIGHT (PART 7)

Take Leng Piaopiao, for instance. She has the mildest Water Spirit Root among the Single Spiritual Roots, so her cultivation speed is very quick.

As for Su Xuan, he’s even more remarkable. Not only does he possess an Innate Dao Bone, but he’s also highly compatible with swordsmanship, thus his cultivation speed is a thousand or even ten thousand times that of an ordinary person.

The Cultivation World values power above all, which is why those people hold such a strong opinion against the original owner, the most useless of the useless.

The talents of the favored ones justify their arrogance.

However, the wife of Lord Changli, despite having no ability, is always extremely proud, which is quite off-putting.

This approach was the path the original owner chose for survival. Whether it was correct, Su Li does not comment, but if others choose to turn a blind eye, she must do something about it.

The body of the original owner truly had no cultivation talent, but while others couldn’t do anything about it, Su Li could.

Even if there’s no way, there must be a way.

Her Soul Body was severely injured and relied on this body to cultivate well and nourish her Soul Body. It couldn’t be completely ruined just due to physical constitution.

Su Li had just attempted to use Chaos Power and found that the body’s compatibility with Chaos Power was unbelievably high.

As she continued to breathe in and out, many gray-black Spiritual Power Groups kept wandering through the meridians, sticky and unlike other Spiritual Energies which are so slippery that they leak easily.

Moreover, these gray-black Spiritual Power Groups were slowly repairing the tiny gaps and openings in the meridians.

Very quickly, Su Li’s cultivation surged upwards: Foundation Establishment Stage one, two... Foundation Establishment Perfection. Initial Golden Core Stage, Golden Core Stage two... up to Golden Core Middle Stage, finally coming to a stop.

Were it not for Su Li’s weak Soul Body, if she absorbed enough Chaos Power, she could have rushed straight to Mahayana Realm and perhaps even Ascension was possible.

She had once been a great ancestor, had ascended, and even comprehended higher-level rules, so her Heart Realm naturally posed no problem.

In some ways, she was almost like a cheat character.

If such a rapid rise were known to outsiders, it would certainly cause a tremendous sensation. Given their prejudices against the original owner, they might even classify her as belonging to the demonic path.

After all, no one had ever heard of such cultivation speeds, except for demons who cultivate using evil techniques that go against nature and morality.

Su Li slightly closed her eyes, and a bright light flashed through them. Then her cultivation level visibly and rapidly fell layer by layer, until it returned to its original state.

She concealed her cultivation, so even if the reclusive ancestor in the back of Wuwei Sect’s mountain came, they wouldn’t be able to discern anything amiss.

However, compared to before, there would still be some differences.

Specifically, the appearance of this body had become more beautiful, so stunningly beautiful that it seemed there were no words in the world to describe such shockingly beauty.

Only one word could express it: beauty, embodying beauty itself.

Her skin was like silk, exuding a gentle spirit light. With the minor changes in appearance, the likeness to Su Li’s true appearance was eight or nine parts.

From a long, long time ago, she had discovered that these bodies she descended into always ended up having some connection to her.

Just as she was observing her slender fingers, considering what color to paint her nails, the door, which she had locked from the inside, slowly and automatically opened.

Su Li flicked her eyes upward and saw standing at the doorway, backlit, a man as cold and beautiful as a snow lotus on the highest mountain.

Contrary to his cold demeanour, he was holding the hand of an energetic little girl.

To call her a little girl was not quite appropriate, as Leng Piaopiao’s figure had developed quite perfectly, with a maidenly curve that, combined with her lively and cute appearance, was enough to stir the hearts of inexperienced young men.

One cold, one lively, one tall, one short, yet they harmonized unexpectedly well.

It’s just that this scene seemed so ironic no matter how one looked at it.

Is the husband blatantly showing off with Xiao San in front of the original wife?

Is it reasonable? Is it appropriate?

Su Li’s lips curled into a slight sneer, quickly passing over them to focus on the row of lotions before the ornate mirror.

Su Xuan was a little surprised at Su Li’s attitude, but he felt much more relieved.

He thought this time, he would have to face Ah Lee’s relentless entanglement again.

In the past, Ah Lee was a gentle and virtuous good girl, but for unknown reasons, she had changed drastically in recent years, now utterly irrational, even causing trouble for Piaopiao, a little girl.

He had been too indulgent with Ah Lee, and this time, if she dared to whip Piaopiao without reason, who knows what worse she might do next time. There had to be punishment.

Perhaps now she knows her mistake.

No one could tell from Su Xuan’s expressionless face what his thoughts were, but tagging one step behind, quietly standing in his shadow, Leng Piaopiao hadn’t taken her eyes off her master the whole way.

The height of his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth, all let her sense her master’s softened attitude.

How could this be...

Leng Piaopiao bit her lip, feeling aggrieved.

Clearly, everyone said it was Su Li’s fault, yet Master said he would punish her, and in the end, only gave her a light punishment to reflect on her actions behind closed doors.

How is that any different from not punishing her at all?

Leng Piaopiao slowly turned her gaze to Su Li, her eyes filled with even more resentment.

Why is it that, despite being punished, she looks even more vibrant?

It must be said that her appearance as a mortal woman was truly outstanding, not to mention how it far outshone her own refined looks.

Previously, there was a gaudy charm about her, but today, she was pure yet alluring. Even as a woman, one look was enough to captivate and make one forget to breathe.

Could it be that Master is also attracted to such a Su Li?

Seeing Master’s eyes glued to Su Li, never once averting, Leng Piaopiao felt as if her heart was soaking in a jar of vinegar, unbearably uncomfortable.

She couldn’t help but tug on Su Xuan’s sleeve, pouting as she said aggrievedly, "Master, my arm doesn’t hurt anymore, so please don’t punish her again."

Su Li leisurely picked out a bottle of clove red lotion, methodically applying it to her fingernails.

As she painted, she languidly said, "Su Xuan, you’ve also read the Four Books and Five Classics before, and though the Cultivation World doesn’t advocate these, the basic moral etiquette might still be the same... Is this the way your little disciple talks to me? Upon meeting, she doesn’t call me Master but constantly refers to me as ’her her her’. This is your taught rule?"

"You..." Leng Piaopiao’s cheeks puffed up with anger.

Su Xuan furrowed his brows, having always indulged his little disciple, he habitually wanted to defend Leng Piaopiao.

Su Li preempted with, "Or are you going to excuse her youth to brush me off again?"

"A twenty-something year old young woman, in the Mortal World, she’d already be the mother of several children. Yet you still consider her young. To be honest, I’m just a little over ten years older than her, and lately, I still feel like I’m an eighteen-year-old girl yet to be married."

Su Xuan was speechless, with nothing to refute since Su Li made a lot of sense.

He suddenly realized that the girl with braided pigtails had grown this much.