Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 1142: Chapter 100: Out of Control

Li Minghu’s body transformation experiment succeeded, causing a seismic shift among the upper echelons in Lu Country.

If a person with chronic illness can reconstruct a healthy body through this method, then can someone with no cultivation capability build a body capable of cultivation with the same method?

The absence or presence of cultivation capability seems no longer an insurmountable barrier.

Of course, these matters have nothing to do with Yan Yu.

Everyone returned to the Wudang Mountain base, and Yan Yu began preparing for the final dual cultivation assistance.

Most of the team cultivators at the base have already faced tribulations. Among Yan Yu’s acquaintances, only Ye Jun has not yet reached Core Formation, not because her cultivation capability is poor, but because she has been too busy lately—Mei Yingxue has been managing numerous affairs and wishes for her to lend a hand, overwhelmed by the lack of time.

For Ye Jun, the recognition of her self-worth largely depends on being needed; otherwise, she wouldn’t tolerate being overworked in the Dragon Soaring Team. Naturally, she gladly accepted Mei Yingxue’s request.

Currently within the base, few cultivators remain, but there are plenty of maintenance personnel, likely preparing for the next fourth batch of cultivators facing tribulation.

Yan Yu returned quietly to the base without alerting too many people, merely reporting to the base manager and then assigned to his original room, waiting to assist Li Minghu’s cultivation in the evening.

In the evening, Ningning came by to bring him dinner and was surprised to see Yan Yu exercising, saying jealously:

“I can tell that you actually care quite a bit about her.”

“Not care,” Yan Yu explained helplessly, “Dual cultivation really consumes True Yang immensely, so I have to warm up properly.”

“Hmph, if you keep being this fickle, just wait for yourself to drop dead one day!” Lin Ning said annoyedly.

“Even if I die, it should be on my darling Ningning’s belly.” Yan Yu held her in his arms, cuddling and caressing her.

“Alright, alright.” Lin Ning twisted her body, trying to escape his embrace, “You keep teasing me, aren’t you afraid of consuming too much True Yang?”

“Better to sharpen the spear before battle, even if not training, it’s all shining.” Yan Yu joked with a laugh.

“Sharpen your own spear by hand!” Lin Ning erupted in anger immediately, grabbed him fiercely, then jumped off the bed and ran away.

Although he drove Ningning away, Yan Yu had anticipated this. Dual cultivation is no trivial matter; if Lin Ning were to drain his spirits, helping Li Minghu later with her cultivation advancement might leave him crawling off the bed on all fours.

After dinner, he continued exercising to sweat it out, followed by a shower.

Turning off the showerhead, Yan Yu dried his hair with a towel, glancing in the mirror at himself.

Well-proportioned muscles, distinct edges, handsome!

The body of a cultivator has such advantages. It retains only the good qualities and removes all bad ones, maintaining muscle and fat at the most optimal ratio—a highly idealistic, subjective version of perfection.

Opening the bathroom door, Yan Yu saw Li Minghu sitting by the bed, apparently having just phased through the wall.

“When did you get here?” Yan Yu asked, surprised.

“Not long ago.” Li Minghu replied with a smile, “A few minutes, I’d say.”

“Sorry to keep you waiting.” Yan Yu sat down beside her.

If it were a demoness or Hongyu, they would jump directly into action; they are not fond of formalities. But if it were Ningning or Yun Jin, they would chat until the atmosphere was thick and spontaneously enticing—the sense of ritual is quite essential.

Yan Yu clearly understands the personalities of most of them, except Li Minghu’s thoughts. This girl has compromised herself so much it has become unconscious, often leaving you unaware of whether her choices are genuinely her desires or meant to make you feel more comfortable.

“What’s up?” Li Minghu blinked her eyes.

“I think your red hair looks pretty.” Yan Yu said with a smile.

“I see.” Li Minghu smiled subtly, “I think this red color is too vibrant.”

She wrapped her hair around her finger, casually playing with it, her eyes showing a hint of unfamiliarity, seemingly unable to believe she could transform so thoroughly.

“Vibrancy is good,” Yan Yu sincerely said, “Better to be vibrant like a peony than frail like catkins.”

“Indeed.” Li Minghu responded readily.

Having such a body, I’m already very satisfied.

Thank you, Yan Yu. For doing so much for me…

“Looking back.” Yan Yu suddenly remembered something, “We still have an agreement between us, don’t we?”

“Yes.” Li Minghu replied, surprised, “I thought after signing the couple contract, that agreement was nullified.”

“Signing a couple contract isn’t strictly linked to dating, much like an engagement doesn’t imply living as a married couple.” Yan Yu explained, “So, I want to officially communicate that now your body has fully recovered, our agreement is formally nullified then.”

Li Minghu quietly looked at him.

In her serene and peaceful eyes, there seemed to appear a trace of barely noticeable redness suddenly.

Yan Yu didn’t notice her anomaly, continuing with his soliloquy:

“Frankly, I think I did take advantage of the situation before. Because back then we were in the Three Islands Treasure Ship’s secret realm, you were wet, cold, and weak, with no familiar teammates nearby—you had to rely on me instinctively.”

“I exploited your reliance, enticing you to agree to my invitation when both your body and spirit weren’t at their fullest. In retrospect, it’s somewhat unethical…”

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