Transmigrated into a Waste Who Married the Villain.

Chapter 42: Caught in Bed ✨

"You see, now I'm out of the spirit elixir to boost my cultivation, so you should teach me a bit more as compensation," Luo JinXiao edged closer, pushing her luck.

To her surprise, Qu WeiYin agreed readily this time. She even turned to her bookshelf and took out several old volumes, handing them to Luo JinXiao.

"These are some techniques I worked hard to obtain. Take them," Qu WeiYin said softly. After a moment’s thought, she pulled out a palm-sized wooden box from somewhere.

"These are spirit stones. Place them beside you while you cultivate to accelerate your progress," Qu WeiYin added, then noted, "They’re priceless, something I came across by chance."

Before Luo JinXiao could say a word, Qu WeiYin thrust the box into her hands.

With a sigh, Luo JinXiao put the box into her pouch. Then, she pulled Qu WeiYin, who seemed to be looking for more things to give, over to a chair and made her sit down.

Qu WeiYin looked up at Luo JinXiao, puzzled.

"I'm going to apply some medicine," Luo JinXiao said, pulling out a small jade bottle from her pouch and shaking it lightly. "Lu FanZhi gave me this. It’s great for injuries inflicted by spiritual energy. It should work quickly."

She reached to loosen Qu WeiYin's outer garment, but Qu WeiYin leaned away abruptly, avoiding her touch.

"I can do it myself. You should go back," Qu WeiYin insisted, pulling her clothes tighter. "I’ll make sure to teach you diligently."

From where Luo JinXiao stood, she could only see the top of Qu WeiYin’s head and a small part of her delicate nose. Deciding not to push her, Luo JinXiao handed over the bottle and smiled. "Little Martial Aunt must be busy with other things. I’ll leave you to it."

Qu WeiYin nodded absently. Luo JinXiao sensed something unusual about her demeanor but chalked it up to the exhaustion from her recent advancement to the tribulation stage. She bid farewell and left, closing the door behind her.

Outside, QiongQi had reverted to its small tiger form, its mouth full of feathers. It jumped into Luo JinXiao’s arms, and she petted its head as a reward.

Standing at the door, Luo JinXiao exhaled slowly, spreading her fingers before her eyes, turning them over repeatedly.

She needed to find other ways to advance her cultivation quickly. Although significant progress wasn’t likely in a short time, she couldn’t continue like this. If another situation like today’s arose, she wouldn’t be able to protect those she cared about.

This thought only fueled her urgency.

With Qu WeiYin now the head of the Qu family, many people sent gifts, including old acquaintances. Though Qu WeiYin avoided such events whenever possible, she was nonetheless busy for several days.

Using the spirit stones Qu WeiYin had given her, combined with daily cultivation, Luo JinXiao steadily advanced, reaching the late phase of the Golden Core stage in one night, on the verge of entering the Nascent Soul stage.

Immersed in cultivation, time flew by. Another month passed, and summer faded into the red-leafed autumn.

Halfway up the mountain where WuHui Sect stood, the hills turned fiery red, against a deepening blue sky, with the sky and water reflecting like a mirror, absent of clouds.