A small incense burner wafted fragrant aroma, with spiritual materials inside burning, each tiny piece costing tens of thousands of Star Yuan, yet it could refresh the mind and awaken the spirit.

If paired with some Spirit Refining Techniques, the effect of Concentrating Spirit and Strengthening Soul is quite good.

In the small furnace, yellow flames danced. Qiushui occasionally threw in a piece of wood, holding a novel in her hands, her entire being immersed in a world of dreamlike romance.

When reaching the heartbreaking parts, tears could not help but fall, cursing a character in the book, and hating the female character for her own incompetence.

Chun Shui looked at this scene helplessly. Although her sister was naturally charming, she was not deeply exposed to the world, appearing naïve and innocent, full of vibrant energy every day.

Luckily, they were born in Immortal Martial Mountain, and now the Mountain Lord is kind-hearted, treating them without harshness, allowing them a relaxed and leisurely life. Qiushui’s innocence is of no concern.

As they watched, the world in the book finally came to an end. Qiushui closed the book, sighed, and showed a face full of lingering emotion, clearly still under the influence of the novel.

Glancing at the thousand-layer shoes embroidered in her sister’s hands, it seemed that her sister had been busy with them since half a month ago, only finalizing them in the past few days. The material of the shoes was not easily damaged, yet they were also comfortable and soft to wear.

“Alas, the Mountain Lord is busy every day, leaving us with no time to serve him. It’s truly a bit boring.” Qiushui propped her chin with one hand, her beautiful face enchanting.

Chun Shui laughed slightly: “You read storybooks every day, occasionally watch movies or dramas online, and still find it boring?

You can find your own interests, like cultivation, or arts like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Being busy can be quite fulfilling.”

“Oh, sister, here you go lecturing again. You’re busy, always busy with embroidering shoes and preparing winter clothes for the Mountain Lord; I can’t do any of that.” Qiushui complained.

“You brat!” Chun Shui gave her a sidelong glance. An old woman from the mountain had taught them these things, but her sister refused to learn. Not applying herself and now complaining is no use.

They and the other servants were all orphans, with acceptable talent but far from True Disciples, so they stayed at the mountain gate.

The less talented could only become servants, but those better off, like them and the butler, were closely connected to Wang Xuan. Though not as good as True Disciples, as Wang Xuan grew, their achievements far exceeded staying at the foot of the mountain.

Qiushui rushed out of the palace, the cold wind howling. The temperature was quite low, but her constitution was not bad, so this bit of cold was of no concern.

“Wow, it’s starting to snow.”

The young girl watched as snowflakes drifted down, her spirits lifting. Her slender jade hands turned into hundreds of shadows, dancing in control, grasping the falling snowflakes.

In no time, she had an ice ball in her hand, giggling as she brought it back to the palace, placing it behind her.

When her sister Chun Shui was focused, she tugged her collar with her left hand, and the date-sized ice ball clenched in her right slipped into a deep crevice.

“Ah!” Chun Shui felt a chill in her chest, looking up at her sister to realize it was this clever imp’s mischief.

The two played around, yet saw a tall snowman approaching, its silhouette completely white, snowflakes already covering it. It was Wang Xuan returning.

Having sparred with Chen Qingniu, snow began falling heavily in no time, so he hurried back.

Chun Shui came up to help Wang Xuan brush off the snow on his clothing, softly saying, “Mountain Lord’s cultivation level is not ordinary, so how could the drifting snow dampen your clothes? Surely, you were being childlike.”

She had been by Wang Xuan’s side for a long time, carefully observing him commonly, and understanding him well.

Although Wang Xuan was steady and magnanimous, sometimes he was not concerned with trifles.

His mood occasionally unstable, as if there was a monkey jumping within his spirit now and then, Wang Xuan too was unwilling to restrain it, letting it be, resulting in some behaviors contrary to norm.

Wang Xuan laughed heartily: “You’ve guessed wrong. I learnt a Fist Technique recently, which consumes a lot of True Qi when used. Just now, I sparred with Senior Brother Qingniu and used it quite frequently, so my True Qi was drained empty, leading me to venture through the snow to get back.

But I didn’t expect the snow to be so heavy, turning into this state halfway, and it has moistened the clothes you made for me.”

Wang Xuan looked at the busy Chun Shui, much of his daily life was cared for by her, she took on a lot. Without her, his days might have been quite rough.

As for Qiushui, she was the joy of Black and White Mountain, yes, also a little pet he raised.

“Mountain Lord, are you tired? I’ll go prepare a bath for you in the bathroom right away,” Qiushui giggled and left. She said it was to serve Wang Xuan’s bath, but in reality, she usually enjoyed playing in the water, liked soaking in warm pool water.

“Go ahead.” Wang Xuan nodded.

The matters regarding the Pill Masters concluded a couple of days ago, so he no longer needed to worry. Moreover, after Yue Yiyi’s promotion, Super Grade Pills became a beloved commodity.

Unfortunately, Wang Xuan no longer fancied opening the furnace for alchemy. Instead, he was busy cultivating Martial Arts, learning several techniques.

He sought a few martial arts that could advance, intending to master them next to be used in actual combat.

Since Immortal Dome Pavilion had closed, Wang Xuan, who had been busy all year, finally paused to cultivate. As for the laments of the Alchemy Seekers, he paid little mind.

The fatigue from the spar with Chen Qingniu also eased in the bath. An hour later, Wang Xuan walked out of the bathroom, followed by the Shui sisters with flushed cheeks.

Standing under the eaves, Wang Xuan stood with arms behind his back. He could view the scenery both on the mountain and below in its entirety.

The heavy snow came quickly, and after an hour, the snow had become thick, adorning the earth in a blanket of white. The snow-colored world appeared more expansive, astonishingly clean.

Gazing at the land covered in snow, Wang Xuan felt that the snowflakes emitted fragrance. Otherwise, how could it sweep away all dust, calming the bustling world, leaving only this white?

The snow left a fragrant white.

Other than a blanket of snow, there was no other color. Wang Xuan unconsciously found his spirit serene, as the snowsea gradually cleared, restlessness and worries vanished entirely.

His heart as calm as still water, just like this vast white earth.

The sound of crunching snow echoed, it was Qiushui stepping on the snow, her heart stirred like the once unstirred intact snow.

“Thus are joys and sorrows, thus are foolishness, greed, hatred, and delusion. The original spirit is a clean and peaceful void. Why does it move? Why is it holy and pure like glass, and why is it simply dark like Demon God?

With a single thought, the world differs, whether god or demon, good or evil, it is all within a single thought.”

Silently, Wang Xuan’s cultivation level surpassed the Peak of Divine Treasure, breaking through to the Vajra Realm.

The soul harmonized with the body, any discrepancies began to manifest, the flesh body adjusted bit by bit, fitting the state of the soul.

The True Qi, which had already replenished abundantly, in the Dantian compressed, and drip by drip liquefied, this is a significant hallmark of the Vajra Realm.

In a short time, all the True Qi in the body had completely liquefied. However, let alone filling all the acupoints, even the Dantian wasn’t full.

The liquid True Qi in the Dantian flowed through the meridians, stored in the acupoints. A vast amount of Spiritual Qi surged into the crown, refined by him and converted into Primordial True Qi, then re-liquefied.

The journey through the Vajra Realm is long and he has a long road ahead.

Standing with arms behind, Wang Xuan was in a good mood, speaking orders: “Shuishui, I will soon set off to return home. The Black and White Mountain will have the butler in charge, so there shouldn’t be any problems. If there are troubles, you can find my sixth senior brother.”

The Shui sisters were reluctant to part, Wang Xuan smiled: “Don’t worry, if I want to return, it’s only a matter of an hour back and forth.

During the New Year, make sure you stock up on supplies, use whatever needs to be used, and there’s no need to be frugal. Let Black and White Mountain be lively.

Also, remember to cultivate well, especially you Qiushui, you’re the one who loves to be lazy the most.”

Qiushui stuck out her tongue, feeling quite embarrassed, thinking to herself: Am I really that lazy? My cultivation level isn’t bad either.

Chun Shui sweetly nodded, although unwilling to part, she prepared some clothes and luggage for the Mountain Lord, as well as some items produced by the mountain gate.

She even prepared many things that Wang Xuan could bring to family and friends when he got home.

“Alright, I should be going now. When I return, I will bring you gifts.”

Wang Xuan waved his hand, with Starship Zero hovering overhead. He leapt up into the starship, and in an instant, his silhouette vanished without a trace.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep