Chapter 0643 The Grandmother

**Chapter 0643: The Esteemed Lady**

Bingxing huffed at Qin Yun’s dumbfounded expression, “Go train now!”

Qin Yun had been grinding away at the Dragon-Slaying Palm and could now unleash four consecutive strikes in an instant. Now he was working on mastering the fifth.

Bingxing didn’t spar with him every day—she would spar with him for a day, then let Qin Yun practice alone for several days.

Even so, her guidance was invaluable to him.

Deep down, Qin Yun truly appreciated Bingxing’s help.

“Sister Bingxing,” Qin Yun asked suddenly while sparring with her, “if my consciousness can perform four Dragon-Slaying Palms in this Sun-Moon Temporal Realm, can my physical body do the same in reality?”

“Even if it doesn’t work right away, you’ll still make significant progress,” Bingxing replied. “The Sun-Moon Temporal Realm is mainly for meditating on martial arts and refining techniques!” She barked, “Focus!”

Qin Yun quickly concentrated again, repeatedly executing the four Dragon-Slaying Palms. Only by mastering these four could he gradually unlock the fifth.

Before he realized it, another year had passed within the realm, and he was just a step away from unleashing the fifth palm.

At his current cultivation level, five palms were his limit.

At this point, Bingxing withdrew her celestial power, stopping the operation of the Sun-Moon Celestial Bed.

Qin Yun awoke from the bed, looking at Bingxing lying beside him. It felt like emerging from an endless dream—a surreal sensation.

Their hands were still clasped together, and Qin Yun, savoring her gentle warmth, was reluctant to let go.

Bingxing quickly pulled her hand away. “One day per month is enough. Overusing it will harm your mind and body.”

“Really?” Qin Yun scoffed.

“You think I’m lying?” Bingxing stepped off the bed, saying icily, “You can think of the Sun-Moon Celestial Bed as a tool that lets you experience a prolonged dream.”

“If you stay inside too long, you’ll lose the ability to tell dreams from reality. Eventually, you might fall into eternal slumber and die!”

“That seems unlikely. I can still tell the difference between reality and dreams,” Qin Yun said dismissively.

“There have been sect masters who died on this very bed,” Bingxing stated.

Qin Yun shuddered. “Seriously? How did they die?”

“They sank too deep into the dream, their souls wandered astray, and were consumed by the backlash of the bed.” Bingxing walked toward the glowing screen. “I’ll send you up now. Time for you to refine Nine-Cycles Celestial Power Pills for me.”

Qin Yun trailed after her and immersed himself in the celestial pool. With Ling Yuner assisting him, he began refining the Nine-Cycles Celestial Power Pills.

It took seven days to refine each pill.

While refining, he also used the Nine Cycles Celestial Power to temper his physique.

Meanwhile, Bingxing occasionally entered the Celestial Soldier Illusory Realm to train the disciples.

...

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yun spent several months in quiet cultivation.

The Medicine Immortal Valley, Canghuo Immortal Mountain, and several noble families, having learned there was an immortal in Celestial Soldier City, stopped daring to stir up trouble.

During this time, Qin Yun often remained in the Celestial Soldier Hall and rarely entered the Celestial Soldier Illusory Realm, leaving the Celestial Soldier disciples feeling like something was amiss.

They felt life was too bland without Qin Yun stirring up trouble.

In the past, not only the disciples of the Immortal Armament Palace but even the people of the Immortal Armament City would talk all day about Qin Yun's exploits in the Immortal Armament Realm.

But for months now, there'd been no word about Qin Yun.

People started wondering if he'd died.

Even Mu Fengxiao rarely saw Qin Yun anymore.

Even though Qin Yun was just an outer disciple, he lived far more freely than the Core Disciples.

Since he got to train in the Immortal Armament Hall, even those half-immortals were somewhat jealous of him.

Of course, those half-immortals could also absorb large amounts of immortal energy from the Immortal Essence in their own domains—just not as concentrated as inside the Immortal Armament Hall.

Bao Changshou was the most annoyed. He'd assumed Bingxing hated Qin Yun, as did those half-immortals.

Back when they found out this Supreme Elder had been constantly taunted by Qin Yun in the Immortal Armament Realm, they'd been furious.

So they didn’t like Qin Yun either. Yet, to their surprise, this Supreme Elder treated Qin Yun quite well, breaking tradition by allowing him to train in the Immortal Armament Hall—an unprecedented privilege.

Liu Jingmeng often went into the Immortal Armament Realm too, though she didn't participate in battles. Instead, she absorbed the immortal energy that cultivated mental strength within the forbidden zones of the Realm.

She had an Immortal Body, allowing her to directly absorb immortal energy for cultivation—one of the great advantages of the Immortal Body.

...

Back in his room, Qin Yun would sometimes pop into the Immortal Armament Realm to provoke Jian Ruyan.

Like trading a few hits with Jian Ruyan before bolting.

Or he'd bait her into chasing him, winding her up for fun.

Sure, he'd pushed his luck a few times and ended up killed by Jian Ruyan.

"The Martial Arts Championship kicks off in about a month!" Qin Yun was really looking forward to it.

He'd just gotten back from the Immortal Armament Hall and was about to lie down on his bed to enter the Realm when he noticed some movement from the Burial Immortal Diagram in his storage space.

Qin Yun quickly took it out and dripped blood onto it.

"Grand Tutor Sis!" Qin Yun immediately called out.

"Xiao Yun, how's it going? Can you cultivate near that Immortal Essence now?" Xie Qirou's gentle and refreshing voice came through.

"Yeah, smooth sailing so far!" Qin Yun chuckled.

"You're killing it—getting to train in an immortal sect’s inner sanctum!" Xie Qirou praised with a laugh. "I figured it’d take you ages to make Core Disciple! I underestimated you!"

"Well... I met someone special!" Qin Yun decided to tell Xie Qirou about Bingxing.

"Who?" Xie Qirou asked.

"Big Sis Bingxing!" Qin Yun said.

Xie Qirou fell silent for a long moment before letting out a soft laugh. "You met her... and lived? Miracles do happen!"

"Hey, Grand Tutor Sis, was I, like, a Celestial King or something in my past life?" Qin Yun pouted. "You knew, didn’t you?"

"This is a long story, but just know that Grand Tutor Sister means you no harm!" Xie Qirou giggled. "The fact that Bingxing didn’t kill you and you two could meet again shows it's fate bringing you back together!"

"And also Elder Sister Yang..." Qin Yun also told Xie Qirou about Yang Shiyue, the Young Palace Master of the Guanghan Palace.

After listening, Xie Qirou fell silent again, sounding somewhat surprised. "She’s actually in the Frontier Lands too? Your ties are really complicated!"

"It’s good that you all successfully reincarnated. Bingxing, your Elder Sister Yang, and I are all good friends. For now, don’t mention anything about me to them," Xie Qirou cautioned again.

"Wouldn’t it be better to let them help you?" Qin Yun sighed.

"No, they were implicated before, and it ended badly for them. I don’t want to trouble them again," Xie Qirou said with a sigh. "Xiao Yun, having you help me is enough!"

"Mm!" Qin Yun nodded quickly, clenching his fists before asking, "Grand Tutor Sister, was I some kind of villain in my past life?"

"Not really!" Xie Qirou suddenly burst into laughter. "Anyway, don’t overthink it. What’s past is past."

Hearing Xie Qirou’s laughter, Qin Yun suddenly felt she was hiding something.

"Alright, as long as you’re making progress. Little Meilian might come find you before long. She said you’re pretty famous in Aoxing State, so it’ll be easy to find you," Xie Qirou said. "Xiao Yun, see you later!"

Qin Yun gazed absently at the Diagram of the Fallen Immortals, suddenly wondering if Xiao Yuelan might also have a past life.

He, Xiao Yuelan, Xiao Yuemei, and Qi Meilian—all had connections to the Diagram of the Fallen Immortals at birth.

"Oh all-knowing Yun’er, can you tell me what’s the link here?" Qin Yun asked.

"Are you mocking me?" Ling Yuner huffed. "I suspect Xie Qirou is up to something!"

Qin Yun knew Ling Yuner wasn’t aware of these matters—her knowledge was all deduced from his memories.

Qin Yun decided not to dwell on it further. Living this life well was what mattered most.

Just as he was about to enter the Immortal Soldier Illusory Realm, Chu Binyu knocked on the door. "Qin Yun, get out here quickly!"

Qin Yun hurried to open the door. "Manor Lord, what’s the matter?"

"There’s a woman looking for you, claiming to be your great-aunt!" Chu Binyu said. "She’s incredibly strong and knows you extremely well!"

Qin Yun was stunned. When did he ever have a great-aunt?

"How strong is she? In what way?" Qin Yun thought for a moment before asking.

"She killed the Yang Family Patriarch and is waiting for you at Mu Fengxiao’s place with the head! It set off a storm across multiple cities. The Yang family is desperately trying to uncover who the killer is!"

Chu Binyu’s words left Qin Yun even more shocked.

His great-aunt had killed the Yang Family Patriarch.

But he didn’t have a great-aunt!

"What does this woman look like? Any distinguishing features?" Qin Yun pressed. Among the women close to him, none could possibly kill the Yang Family Patriarch.

Only Bingxing was strong enough, but she couldn’t leave the Immortal Soldier Palace.

"She’s wearing a mask, so I couldn’t see her face. But she’s definitely powerful—had Mu Fengxiao shaking in his boots! That fatty Mu is usually bold, but he was terrified of her!"

Chu Binyu frowned. "Qin Yun, what kind of background do you have? To have such a formidable great-aunt!"

"In my memory, I don’t have any great-aunt!" Qin Yun looked just as confused. "Manor Lord, I don’t want to meet her. I’m worried it’s a setup!"

"That woman said if you don't show up, she'll demolish Portly Mu's Mystic Rune Hall!" Chu Binyu laughed. "I actually support you if you choose not to go—after all, it's not my Mystic Rune Hall that will be destroyed!"

Qin Yun shot Chu Binyu a glare and said, "If Portly Mu's Mystic Rune Hall gets demolished, he'll come after me for revenge!"

"What's there to fear? With the Supreme Elder backing you, even the Council of Elders at the Mystic Rune Hall wouldn't dare touch you!" Chu Binyu chuckled.

"Fine, let's go meet this so-called 'aunt.' Damn it, since when did I have an aunt?" Qin Yun suddenly wondered if he was missing some memories.

Chu Binyu brought out an aerial carriage and, after exiting through the main gate, flew toward the Eastern Mystic Rune Hall.

Mu Fengxiao was pacing back and forth anxiously at the entrance of the Eastern Mystic Rune Hall.

When he saw Chu Binyu's aerial carriage arrive, he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Little Ancestor Qin Yun, you're finally here! That aunt of yours is about to demolish my Mystic Rune Hall!" Mu Fengxiao quickly pulled Qin Yun inside the hall.