Chapter 163: Mystic Yin Arts

Chi Shuyan was struck dumb by the man’s scolding. When she came back to her senses, she also understood how severe this matter was and how her abilities might be coveted by other people. Spirit rice was only an ordinary thing to her, but to others, especially ordinary people, it was a magical thing comparable to a magical pill. What was more, eating this spirit rice for less than a month had cured a terminal illness.

This news wasn’t just shocking, it was terrifying. One could imagine how beneficial this spirit rice was to the body.

Of course, she wasn’t afraid of anyone with ulterior motives, but she was afraid that there would be an endless stream of people. By then, even if she could protect herself, what about her family?

Could it be that she would have to run deep into the mountains with her family?

Even if she was reborn, she didn’t dare pat her chest and say that she was the most awesome person in the world. There were many extraordinary people in the world. When the time came, not to mention being under siege from these people, she would be besieged endlessly in her own country; she would be powerless to fend all of them off.

Moreover, she had always felt that because of her rebirth, the spiritual energy which covered her body seemed completely different from the previous generation, and also different from what other ‘Celestial Masters’ had.

In her previous life, she had also washed rice with her spiritual energy, but it didn’t have such a huge effect. At most, it strengthened her body, and couldn’t help people recover from some life-threatening illness. But with the spirit rice and other things now, Chi Shuyan suddenly thought of the jade pendant and the Mystic Yin Arts cultivation technique which she accidentally obtained a few days before she died in her previous life.

This jade pendant and the Mystic Yin Arts had accompanied her through her rebirth. Since her rebirth, she had been practicing this cultivation technique.

This cultivation technique was called the Mystic Yin Arts, which was divided into 12 levels. It was said that if one really cultivated it to the 12th level, moving mountains, overturning the seas and stealing the sun wouldn’t be a stretch.

But it was too difficult to master and the conditions for practicing it were too harsh, so no one had ever mastered it.

In her past life, she obtained this jade pendant and cultivation technique, but hadn’t had the time to look at them.

She tried practicing it in this life and hadn’t thought too much about it, and reached the first level very smoothly.

For some reason, when Chi Shuyan thought of the Mystic Yin Arts, she remembered her master’s cryptic reminder in her previous life: Celestial Masters cultivated karma, while cultivators went against fate. The former couldn’t break away from karma, but cultivators were completely able to do so and change their fate. Thinking about how powerful they were, it was terrifying.

She hadn’t quite understood the meaning of the word ‘cultivator’ in her previous life, but from the vague understanding she gathered from her master, wanting to be a cultivator was too difficult. And now, with modern laws, the existence of cultivators was even more legendary. Almost no one had ever seen a real cultivator, including her master in her past life.

Because of her rebirth and other matters, she hadn’t flipped through the whole Mystic Yin Arts manual properly. Thinking this, Chi Shuyan touched the jade pendant around her neck and her eyes flashed briefly.

Chi Shuyan calmed down. Not only wasn’t she annoyed at the hidden anger of the man in front of her, she was conversely very grateful. To be honest, while she had indeed washed the rice with her spiritual energy, she didn’t know the true effect of this spirit rice either.

Seeing that the woman in front of him admitted her mistake and was also obedient, Qi Zhenbai heaved a huge sigh of relief inwardly. His heart softened. To be honest, after losing his temper, he was also worried that his sudden rage would scare the woman in front of him. It was a good thing it hadn’t!

Chi Shuyan didn’t forget that this man came all the way here just to tell her this. She got up and asked hurriedly, “Are you hungry?”

Qi Zhenbai felt bad waking this woman up in the middle of the night and directly refused so as not to trouble her.

Chi Shuyan, however, remained polite and couldn’t be rude for real. She got up and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of spirit rice porridge for the man. She didn’t bother with anything else and took out a bottle of pickled vegetables to go with the porridge.

When Chi Shuyan finished cooking, the spirit rice porridge smelled very fragrant. Qi Zhenbai originally had no appetite, but his stomach now felt a little empty. Furthermore, this porridge was personally cooked by his own woman. Thinking about how Zhu Bocheng, that rascal, was the first man to taste his woman’s cooking, a sharp glint flashed in his frosty eyes.

He got up and walked to the kitchen, and watched with gentle eyes as the woman stirred the porridge while she talked to him. At that moment, Qi Zhenbai was in a very good mood.

Chi Shuyan placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table and asked him to sit down. She was about to bring the porridge to the table, when the man’s slender and strong hand suddenly grasped her wrist. His voice was deep and magnetic. “I’ll do it!”