Being a Late Bloomer in the Cultivation World

’Something’s not right!’

’Her Cultivation doesn’t match!’

’This Female Cultivator is only at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer. That’s not the level Ye Hong should be at.’

Wei Tu sensed her Cultivation and shook his head.

Ye Hong was the ex-wife of Weii Fei’s master, Immortal Master Wuk. If she were still alive today, she would be at least two hundred and fifty years old.

The lifespan of someone in the Qi Refining Realm is two hundred years.

The lifespan of someone in the Foundation Establishment Realm is four hundred years.

In the Cultivation Realm, there are elixirs like the Lifespan Extension Pill, but these pills are exorbitantly expensive—far beyond what an ordinary Qi Cultivator could ever afford.

Furthermore, Lifespan Extension Pills that can grant fifty years or more of longevity are exceedingly rare.

Just like with common elixirs, a Cultivator’s body develops a resistance to longevity-granting medicines after repeated use, causing their effects to gradually diminish.

Therefore, based on common sense, Wei Tu concluded that the Female Cultivator before him who looked like Ye Hong was not the real Ye Hong, but someone else.

’Perhaps she’s a descendant of Ye Hong,’ Wei Tu guessed. He decided to go and make some inquiries.

According to Weii Fei, there was a chance that Ye Hong, Immortal Master Wuk’s ex-wife, possessed the inheritance of the Hongri Sect.

Wei Tu was quite interested in the Hongri Sect’s Body Refining inheritance.

At that moment, Wei Tu was in a city on the border of the Jing Country called Suixing City.

Suixing City was not a city of mortals, but rather a small city where Cultivators and mortals lived together.

After surviving the fires of the Battle of Righteous and Demons, this border city of the Jing Country had not fallen into ruin. On the contrary, thanks to its unique geographical location, it had grown even more prosperous.

The Female Cultivator Wei Tu had just noticed, the one who might be "Ye Hong," was a beautiful woman in her thirties.

This beautiful woman wore a pink narcissus-patterned dress that accentuated her well-proportioned figure. She carried herself with the grace of a noble lady and was surrounded by several young, pretty maidservants.

Although the beautiful woman who resembled "Ye Hong" only had a Cultivation at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, Wei Tu didn’t approach her rashly. He pretended to be a passerby, walking past her and heading in the opposite direction.

A short while later, Wei Tu began to eavesdrop on snippets of conversation between the beautiful young woman, her maidservants, and her companions.

From their conversation, Wei Tu learned that the beautiful young woman had married into the Zhuu Family, a Foundation Establishment Family in Suixing City.

This Madam Zhuu was the wife of the family’s Third Young Master and was said to be greatly doted upon.

「Half a day later.」

When Madam Zhuu returned to the Zhuu Family estate, a conversation she had with her husband, Zhuu Ruishan, made Wei Tu pay close attention. He sensed an opportunity.

"The Demon Cultivators are pressing closer and closer. I told you before, instead of clinging to what’s left, we should have just abandoned our family’s estate and moved to the Zheng Country to start over."

"And now look at us. We can’t advance, and we can’t retreat." Madam Zhuu was fuming. Twisting a handkerchief in her hand, she plopped down on the canopy bed in the room, her face a mask of displeasure.

"My dear, there was nothing we could do," Zhuu Ruishan said, walking over to console her. A bitter smile touched his lips. "We are just a Foundation Establishment Family with only one Foundation Establishment Ancestor. If we abandoned our estate and went to the Zheng Country, we would truly have nothing."

"The Zheng Country is only one country. The Beast Taming Sect and Cangqiong City have both gone there, along with the Loose Immortal Alliance. The resources aren’t nearly enough to go around. How would we possibly survive?" Zhuu Ruishan sighed again and again.

"But that shouldn’t mean I have to serve that old bastard Jiao Qizhi! You have no idea how he tortures me." As she spoke, a mist formed in Madam Zhuu’s almond-shaped eyes, and tears began to fall like pearls.

The tears streamed down her cheeks, falling onto the collar of her dress and soaking a large patch of fabric.

"That Jiao Qizhi!" Hearing this, Zhuu Ruishan leaped to his feet, cursing, "The moment I reach Foundation Establishment, the first thing I’ll do is flay him alive and cut off his damn manhood!"

"Don’t!" Madam Zhuu jumped in fright at his words and quickly covered Zhuu Ruishan’s mouth. "Are you trying to get yourself killed? Jiao Qizhi is a Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Profound Charm Sect! If he ever found out about this, you would be finished, my husband."

"Just knowing you feel this way for me is enough. I’m content." Madam Zhuu leaned into Zhuu Ruishan’s embrace and sobbed.

"Sigh... It’s because I’m too weak," Zhuu Ruishan heaved a heavy sigh.

If not for the sake of his family, who would be willing to suffer such a great humiliation—offering up his own wife for a Cultivator from the Profound Charm Sect to defile?

"Wait, my dear, why are you back so soon this time? Did something happen while you were serving Jiao Qizhi? Was he not satisfied?" The thought suddenly struck Zhuu Ruishan. He hurriedly pulled Madam Zhuu out of his embrace and questioned her.

The honor and survival of the Zhuu Family now rested almost entirely on his wife, Madam Zhuu. If she were to lose Jiao Qizhi’s favor, he couldn’t imagine how the Zhuu Family would survive.

"I went to find Jiao Qizhi."

"He wasn’t there today."

Madam Zhuu shook her head.

"Could it be that Jiao Qizhi has grown tired of you? Or has your body been almost completely drained by his Absorption?" Zhuu Ruishan paced back and forth in the room, so anxious he didn’t know what to do.

Without the protection of Jiao Qizhi, the Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Profound Charm Sect, not only would the Zhuu Family’s estate be impossible to keep, but the very lives of their entire Zhuu clan would be at risk.

Hearing this, Madam Zhuu also grew panicked. She looked nervously at Zhuu Ruishan, hoping he could come up with a plan.

"We have to find a new Female Cultivator for Jiao Qizhi to dual-cultivate with. That way, it will not only free you from this sea of suffering, but it will also re-stabilize Jiao Qizhi’s attitude toward our Zhuu Family."

Zhuu Ruishan said this after a long moment of consideration.

"A newly chosen Female Cultivator might not be willing to offer herself to Jiao Qizhi. What if she turns around and blames our Zhuu Family?" Madam Zhuu thought about how even she could barely endure Jiao Qizhi’s methods, having considered suicide more than once. How could another Female Cultivator bear it?