My Golden Core is a Star, do you call this cultivating?

Chapter 241: Average Talent Jiang Lingsu

After Jiang Lingsu spoke, she headed straight into her room.

"Senior Brother, wait until I call you in."

"Okay."

Jiang Lingsu entered her room alone, still feeling a bit dazed.

Is Senior Brother... serious about this?

"Or could it be that Senior Brother has some ulterior motives?"

But then she thought, who would really lose out in that situation?

Since there was no reason for Senior Brother to deceive her about something like this, Jiang Lingsu decided to give it a try.

After all, the cold poison she suffered from wasn’t something just anyone could endure.

About the time it takes to burn two sticks of incense later, Jiang Lingsu finished tidying up her messy room.

Normally, Senior Brother wouldn’t enter her room, so she rarely cleaned it thoroughly.

After all, it was normal for girls to have a lot of things, right?

Now that everything was in order, at least on the surface, the room looked presentable.

A large bathtub had been added to the room, and Jiang Lingsu, dressed in a tube top, sat down in the bath. The water in the tub was a blue-green color, constantly boiling, with Qingyu flowers, Immortal Dragon Rock leaves, and Su petals floating in it.

These spiritual herbs were essential for treating Jiang Lingsu's physical condition.

At this moment, her fair arms and slender shoulders were exposed above the water. Her collarbones were well-defined, with a few strands of wet black hair clinging to them as she looked toward the door.

"Senior Brother, you can come in now."

After speaking, she instinctively covered her chest with her hands, her cheeks turning slightly pink, perhaps due to the water’s heat.

"I'm coming, I'm coming..."

Light footsteps approached and stopped about two breaths later.

Jiang Lingsu took a deep breath, feeling that the water was a bit too hot, causing red marks to appear on her fair skin.

"Are you taking a bath?" Qi Yuan’s voice came from outside.

"I'm fully dressed!" Jiang Lingsu couldn’t help but raise her voice.

"Are we filming a drama?" Qi Yuan sounded intrigued.

Taking a bath while fully dressed—wasn’t that just for TV?

Despite his curiosity, Qi Yuan didn’t step forward, instead standing behind the screen.

"Men and women should maintain proper boundaries. Your Senior Brother is a married man and must avoid suspicion. I’ll help you from here."

Qi Yuan spoke from behind the screen, his tone calm and collected.

He felt quite pleased with himself, thinking that his emotional intelligence was quite high.

Back on Blue Star, there were often sayings like "men and women should maintain proper boundaries," "daughters should avoid fathers," or even that "fathers should hang themselves immediately after their daughters are born to avoid impropriety."

Though Qi Yuan wasn’t extreme, he was very conscious of maintaining appropriate boundaries.

"Avoid suspicion?" Jiang Lingsu fell silent for a moment in the bathtub. "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"Don’t get the wrong idea. It’s not that I’m avoiding you because of your body or looks; it’s just about maintaining proper boundaries!" Qi Yuan explained warmly, thinking he was being very considerate.

In this situation, he was worried that Jiang Lingsu, as a patient, might overthink, so he decided to lay everything out clearly.

He was being truthful too—his junior sister was naturally beautiful, one of the top beauties in the Shenguang Sect. As for her figure, it was exceptional, hard to conceal even under ordinary clothing.

So, he truly wasn’t avoiding her because of that.

Jiang Lingsu froze, biting her lip, wanting to jump out of the bathtub and give her Senior Brother a good punch.

"Senior Brother, you'd be better off as a mute." Jiang Lingsu couldn’t help but say.

Why did such a handsome, talented Senior Brother have to ruin her fantasies every time he opened his mouth?

"I understand."

Qi Yuan realized his words were too considerate, and his junior sister was a bit overwhelmed.

"Are you ready? Senior Brother's Nascent Soul is about to enter!"

"I'm ready," Jiang Lingsu replied, her face full of curiosity. She was eager to see how exactly her Senior Brother planned to treat her.

After all, only a Purple Mansion cultivator with a water-attribute heavenly spirit root was supposed to be able to cure her.

What kind of thing was Senior Brother’s Nascent Soul?

At that moment, the room suddenly became eerily silent.

Jiang Lingsu focused all her attention on her surroundings.

She glanced through the screen at the figure standing still behind it.

Qi Yuan’s eyes were filled with anticipation.

In the Mortal Heart Realm, for cultivators, the most precious things were: first, the Original Ancestral Land; second, Qi Yuan's Divine Visualization Technique; third, the accidental treasures of the Foodless Holy Mother; and finally, the Mortal Heart Realm itself, an Innate World.

The Original Ancestral Land was closely tied to Qi Yuan’s Divine Visualization Technique.

Qi Yuan was able to create such a powerful Divine Visualization Technique because he had consumed the resources of the Original Ancestral Land’s special towers.

In addition to the special nature of Qi Yuan’s Divine Visualization Technique, the completion of his mission granted him the Innate True Spirit.

The Innate True Spirit was essentially a seed for an Innate World.

In terms of value, it even surpassed the Mortal Heart Realm itself.

All of the resources of the ancestral land, the Divine Visualization Techniques, and the Innate True Spirit.

All of these things combined...

Formed a Nascent Soul, not just any Nascent Souls, but Innate Gods with extremely high potential!

After all, even after slaying two Yang Gods, when Qi Yuan entered the Original Ancestral Land, he still felt a sense of dread.

The Puppet Gods sleeping inside were still beyond his ability to deal with.

Just how precious must be the treasures guarded by so many sleeping Puppet Gods?

After all, these treasures were capable of supporting the birth of the Three Pure Ones Visualization Technique.

However, Qi Yuan didn’t care; he still gave these opportunities to his fallen people.

This led to the creation of his current Nascent Soul.

"Brilliantly bright, the soul emerges from the divine vault, heeding my command, sweeping away all evil!"

Qi Yuan softly chanted.

As he spoke, an aura as if from ancient times filled the room, and an innate aura permeated the space.

It was as if the space itself rippled like water.

The Nascent Soul appeared, and a shadow formed.

A graceful goddess-like figure emerged from the shadow, her eyes seemingly devoid of much emotion, as if half-awake and half-asleep.

The Nascent Soul was still dormant, not fully awakened, and was now acting on instinct.

"Obeying the command of the Heavenly Venerable."

The goddess-like figure’s voice was serene.

Even in death, she retained her instinctive reverence before Qi Yuan.

In the bathtub, Jiang Lingsu's pupils dilated as she sensed an overwhelmingly powerful aura enveloping her.

It felt as though the figure behind the screen was not a person, but a vast ocean.

As the goddess-like figure appeared, Jiang Lingsu's heart pounded loudly, her heartbeat clearly audible even through the thick barriers.

"An Yin God!"

With just one look at the goddess-like figure, Jiang Lingsu immediately understood that this was not a Purple Mansion cultivator but an Yin God.

Jiang Lingsu had encountered Purple Mansion cultivators before, but compared to the figure before her, even Purple Mansion cultivators seemed as fragile as ants.

"Greetings, Senior."

Facing the goddess-like figure, Jiang Lingsu didn’t dare remain seated in the bathtub. She stood up like a lotus emerging from water.

She was dressed in a blue tube top that tightly wrapped around her chest, and without the cover of loose robes, the contrast between her full chest and smooth, flat abdomen made her figure appear even more striking.

She had a wasp waist and a full chest, a figure of perfect curves.

The goddess-like figure showed no emotion.

Behind the screen, Qi Yuan closed his eyes, but the scene witnessed by the goddess remained imprinted in his mind.

"Red and blue are classic complementary colors, so why isn’t she wearing red down below?"

This was Qi Yuan’s first thought.

His junior sister’s upper body was clad in a blue tube top, while her lower body was wrapped in something like a white bath towel, serving as a skirt.

Despite his curiosity, Qi Yuan restrained himself, displaying his emotional intelligence.

The biggest difference between adults and children is that adults can control their curiosity.

Qi Yuan was already an adult and naturally couldn’t act like a child. If he asked about it, wouldn’t that reveal that what the Nascent Soul saw, he also saw?

Though his junior sister’s outfit was much more conservative than what one might see on a beach or on some Buddhist statues, it was important to respect her privacy—what is not appropriate to see, should not be seen.

"Junior Sister, you should sit down and let me treat your condition!" Qi Yuan urged.

Even with his eyes closed, he could still see everything, a rather peculiar experience.

Jiang Lingsu didn’t overthink it and sat back down in the blue-green water.

She looked at the Yin God in front of her, many thoughts running through her mind.

The Yin God before her remained silent, like a lifeless being, giving Jiang Lingsu a heavy sense of pressure.

She wondered how her Senior Brother had found such an Yin God.

Could it be...

Jiang Lingsu couldn’t help but think of the Blood-Robe Sword God who had wreaked havoc in the Continent.

At that moment, the goddess-like figure stepped forward and placed her hand on Jiang Lingsu's shoulder.

The immense divine power flowed into her, causing Jiang Lingsu's spiritual power to surge.

Her fair skin turned a rosy hue, making her look as tempting as a cooked lobster.

"Junior Sister, will we discover you have some special constitution?" Qi Yuan couldn't help but ask.

Based on his years of watching TV shows and anime, he had noticed a pattern.

The seven disciples with top talents who had joined the Shenguang Sect all had unique destinies.

For example, Dong Xian, who had been rejected from marriage, was originally a prince with his own fortuitous encounter, having a remnant soul of a Purple Mansion cultivator residing within him. Eventually, he became the emperor of the Great Shang.

Another example was Jiang Ran, a girl targeted by the Black Chicken Old Demon, who possessed a special constitution that made dual cultivation extremely beneficial for cultivators.

Jiang Lingsu was also one of the seven.

Now that Dong Xian had become emperor and Jiang Ran’s mortal enemy, the Black Chicken Old Demon, had perished, these people had begun their own storylines.

Now that Jiang Lingsu's ailment was being cured, was her own storyline about to begin?

Would a Yang God appear to take her as a disciple?

That’s why Qi Yuan asked if Jiang Lingsu had a special constitution.

Jiang Lingsu felt warm all over. Facing the Yin God, she was full of respect. Normally, it wouldn’t be appropriate to speak during treatment, as it would be disrespectful to the Yin God.

But since her Senior Brother had asked, she had no choice but to reply, "What constitution? My talent is just average."

Jiang Lingsu was being modest.

She had a pure water-attribute spirit root.

This kind of spirit root was considered a rare talent even in the Eastern Lands.

In the Shenguang Sect, it was unparalleled.

"Your talent is indeed quite average. Just a pure water-attribute spirit root? Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, spiritual power is just average, nothing special. Your constitution is slightly better than the average female cultivator’s, with more flexibility. Hmm, the severity of your condition has affected your Yin Qi, making it somewhat abnormal...

Junior Sister, apart from having a slightly larger chest and being good-looking, you’re really quite ordinary, not even as good as a village girl." Qi Yuan's words were blunt.

Based on the feedback from the Nascent Soul, Qi Yuan had essentially given his junior sister a health check-up.

The results were disappointing—her talent was utterly ordinary.

Forget about attracting a Yang God to take her as a disciple, even an Yin God might not be interested.

Even a Purple Mansion cultivator... might not be bothered to take her in.

Sitting in the bathtub, Jiang Lingsu could barely hold back the urge to kick Qi Yuan.

She naturally assumed that the information had been provided by the Yin God treating her condition.

"Senior Brother, what kind of village girl... has a pure spirit root?" Jiang Lingsu retorted, annoyed.

"The one right in front of you is a village girl. I searched for a long time in the game and finally found her in a small Village."

Qi Yuan said lazily.

This woman had first visualized the Water Kid from Hulu Brothers, and later the Water God who held dominion over water, eventually becoming a Grand Venerable.

Jiang Lingsu was left speechless.

How could she argue with that? After all, should she ask the Yin God directly, "Are you a village girl?"

Her Senior Brother might be familiar with the Yin God, but she wasn’t, so she couldn’t afford to be disrespectful just because of her close relationship with her Senior Brother.

"Sigh, Junior Sister, you’re really too ordinary, not even qualified to become my Nascent Soul." Qi Yuan lamented.

Jiang Lingsu was at a loss for words.

Nascent Soul?

Her Senior Brother had just said this Yin God was his Nascent Soul.

Her Senior Brother really dared to think big.

She couldn’t say such things in front of the Yin God for fear of the Yin God blaming her Senior Brother.

Yin Gods were capricious and represented the highest level of power in the Canglan Realm, not to be offended lightly.

"In that case..." Qi Yuan thought of something, "If I’m not mistaken, when a major sect disciple breaks through to the Nascent Soul realm, they can hold a Nascent Soul ceremony.

Junior Sister, I’ve decided to hold a Nascent Soul ceremony, and you can be the doorkeeper, welcoming guests and collecting gifts for me!"

Though Qi Yuan was low-key, he still liked to make a bit of a show.

Now that he had reached the Nascent Soul stage, he had to hold a ceremony to show off.

Returning wealthy to one’s hometown is like wearing a rich brocade in the night—what’s the point if no one sees it?

If he didn’t display his Nascent Soul cultivation, what would he do if some small fry tried to bully him?

"Senior Brother, if you can convince the Sect Master to let you hold a Nascent Soul ceremony, I’ll be your doorkeeper!" Jiang Lingsu replied.

"Fine, convincing the Sect Master is no big deal."

Qi Yuan shrugged.

It would only take him three sentences to empty the Sect Master’s storage bag.

As for Junior Sister Jiang Lingsu... it seemed that this wealthy woman would give him money even without him asking.

With this in mind, Qi Yuan’s gaze towards Jiang Lingsu became even more gentle.

This wealthy Junior Sister was indeed very kind.

Half an hour passed, during which Qi Yuan and Jiang Lingsu chatted endlessly, separated by the screen.

They discussed every detail of the Nascent Soul ceremony, from what gifts to give to where people should sit.

"Junior Sister, your ailment is cured," Qi Yuan said.

As he spoke, the goddess-like figure faded away.

The pressure Jiang Lingsu felt instantly vanished. She carefully examined her body.

The coldness she had been suffering from was completely gone.

A joyful expression appeared on her face as she realized her ailment had been fully cured.

If a Purple Mansion cultivator had treated her, it might have required several sessions.

But with a Yin God, one session was enough for a full recovery.

Jiang Lingsu was overjoyed. She thought of something and stepped out of the bathtub, her gaze landing on something far away. With a wave of her delicate hand, she draped a thin veil over her graceful figure.

Jiang Lingsu stepped around the screen, her expression sincere as she gracefully bowed. "Thank you, Senior Brother."

To be able to find an Yin God to heal her, the gratitude she felt was immense.

Qi Yuan was slightly surprised as he looked at the lightly dressed Jiang Lingsu.

His junior sister, who was usually very conservative, was now dressed quite revealingly, a first in front of him.

The thin veil was almost transparent, barely concealing her exquisite figure, instead enhancing it with a teasing hint of mystery.

"Junior Sister, aren’t you going to put on more clothes? Aren’t you afraid I might be a bad guy?" Qi Yuan couldn’t help but ask.

Jiang Lingsu responded confidently, "Everything that needs to be covered is covered, so what’s the problem?

If that Yin God senior could see me, why can’t you, Senior Brother?"

Qi Yuan was left speechless.

Indeed, he was being old-fashioned. The Qing dynasty was long gone, yet he still had a pigtail on his head.

"Even if you are a bad guy, who knows who would really lose out?" Jiang Lingsu continued.