Family Cultivation: I Become a Mirror-Chapter 226 - 210 Three Years Later

Fei Clan, Hanyun Peak.

Hanyun Peak is the tallest mountain on the North Shore, bursting with Spiritual Energy and covered with pine and cypress trees. The Fei Clan has been entrenched here for countless years, turning it into an impregnable fortress. With Fei Wangbai in charge, even a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage would have difficulty breaking through.

The peak was perennially snow-capped, glistening all over. Fei Tongxiao, who had already mastered the Third Layer of Fetal Breathing, moved lithely and left no footprints on the snow. After running through the snow for a while, a small courtyard appeared before him, painted pristinely white, with two pots of wax plums planted in front of the door, trembling slightly in the wind.

Taking a slight breath, Fei Tongxiao carefully stopped on the stone slab in front of the door, straightened his clothes, and firmly knocked twice on the door, saying loudly:

"Sister Qinghong!"

After waiting for a couple of breaths, the courtyard door creaked open and out stepped a girl of about fifteen or sixteen, dressed in white, her smile bright as the crescent moon. There was a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, and her waist was tied with a white cloth to prevent her swirling dress from hooking onto her spear, inadvertently revealing the delicate curve of her slender waist.

"Junior Brother!"

The sparkling eyes of Li Qinghong met Fei Tongxiao's gaze, making him look down as if scalded, fixating on the brown deer leather boots with white fluffy trim that she wore. Li Qinghong steadied her spear in hand and said with a smile:

"Have you come to practice spear techniques with me?"

Fei Tongxiao obediently nodded and, seeing the playful smile on Li Qinghong's face, couldn't help but smile, saying softly:

"Sister Qinghong, do you have some good news?"

With a careless grab of his hand, she ushered him into the courtyard, crunching the snow underfoot, and said with a laugh:

"Yesterday, I broke through to the Fifth Layer of Fetal Breathing and cultivated my Spiritual Sense."

Fei Tongxiao felt the warm touch, for Li Qinghong had just finished practicing with her spear and was radiating heat, which made his face turn red. He walked dazedly into the courtyard and it took him several breaths to recover after Li Qinghong let go of his hand.

"The Yujing Wheel?! Sister Qinghong, you've only been at Hanyun Peak for three years, right? You were at the Third Layer of Fetal Breathing at that time... To have broken through two layers in just three years is truly impressive."

Li Qinghong chuckled softly and responded:

"You, Junior Brother, came two months after me, but you're still at the Second Layer of Fetal Breathing. You need to work harder."

"I am certainly no match for Sister Qinghong!"

Fei Tongxiao nodded with a beaming smile while Li Qinghong gently lifted her spear, which began to dance in her hand as she said with a laugh:

"In fact, I would like to have a little spar with Junior Brother. I'll only use the strength of the Second Layer of Fetal Breathing, so I won't be bullying you."

No sooner had she spoken than the tassel on her spear fluttered, she thrust her spear forward like a dragon, directing it at Fei Tongxiao.

Fei Tongxiao had competed against Li Qinghong countless times over the past three years. Li Qinghong's lower body was nimble, and her Spear Technique took a softer approach. Fei Tongxiao advanced with his spear, trying to break through her finesse with brute force. He deflected Li Qinghong's spear and, turning his wrist, thrust his own spear toward her.

Li Qinghong, who had studied under Fei Wangbai for three years, might not have learned the secret Third Grade Spear Technique, Swimming Dragon Shadow, but she had mastered nearly all of the other spear moves. Now, her Spear Techniques, while not stunningly exceptional, were sufficient for combat. Stepping back, her spear leapt up like a venomous snake, striking towards Fei Tongxiao.

Fei Tongxiao stepped to the side to avoid Li Qinghong's spear and changed from a thrust to a sweep, aiming for her lower body. To his surprise, Li Qinghong shifted her footwork and, like a shadow, flitted past the sweep of the spear, bringing her spear an inch closer, smashing it towards Fei Tongxiao's face.

"What?!"

Fei Tongxiao was immediately shocked, not understanding how she had so incredibly passed through his spear technique. He hastily retracted his spear and retreated, barely dodging the attack.

Li Qinghong pressed her advantage, unleashing a series of spear attacks at Fei Tongxiao. For a moment, he was forced to retreat repeatedly, blocking dozens of strikes. Somewhat irritated, he raised his spear, a layer of hazy grey Qi covering it, and struck back, causing Li Qinghong's spear to be sent flying.

Li Qinghong watched his movements carefully, then stood with her spear collected, and without any hint of annoyance, said with a sunny smile:

"Swimming Dragon Shadow truly lives up to its reputation as a Third Grade Spear Technique."

Fei Tongxiao grumbled as he put away his spear, his suspicion piqued as he looked at her and asked:

"Sister Qinghong, how did you dodge my spear technique?"

With a soft laugh, Li Qinghong slightly lifted her head and answered:

"My family has a movement technique called 'River Rapids Step,' which is also very profound. I haven't fully mastered it yet, just one move and a half, but it can still be very useful."

"So it is a movement technique!"

Fei Tongxiao had already guessed as much and, upon having his suspicion confirmed, nodded enviously:

"My great-father once told me that Elder Tongya possessed a very profound movement technique. It must be this one."

Li Qinghong chatted with him for a bit longer. Seeing that the Hour was almost upon them, she saw Fei Tongxiao out of the courtyard, lifted her spear, closed her eyes in contemplation, and recalled the moment Fei Tongxiao used 'Swimming Dragon Shadow.' She murmured:

"The glow of the spear... How exactly is it cultivated?"

After contemplating for a while, Li Qinghong took out pen and ink from the house and wrote down her insights from the day, carefully storing away the scroll and thought to herself:

"There's no way I'll learn 'Swimming Dragon Shadow' here. I've already learned about seventy to eighty percent of the spear technique. The rest is all about patiently refining the moves. My cultivation level has reached the Fifth Layer of Fetal Breathing. With two more years of polishing, I can break through the final round and begin accumulating strength to break through to Qi Cultivation."

Li Qinghong cleaned the spear and placed it on the rack, murmuring:

"I wonder how my granduncle is doing... whether Father has broken through to Qi Cultivation. Tomorrow I will write a letter to ask about the family."

She then carefully closed the courtyard door, swept all the snow clean from within, and went to her bed, closing her eyes and sitting crossed-legged to begin her practice.

Meanwhile, Fei Tongxiao left the courtyard, his body sweating and immediately shivering as the cold wind and snow hit him. Fortunately, with his Second Layer Fetal Breathing cultivation, he was certainly not going to catch a cold from this. His mana circulated, quickly dispelling the chill.

Fei Tongxiao walked briskly for a while until he saw a figure standing with arms behind his back in front of his own courtyard. The figure, clad in a white robe, elegant and graced with handsome features, stood with his eyes closed. Seeing this person, Fei Tongxiao quickly shrank back and approached tentatively, speaking softly:

"Father..."

Fei Yihe slowly opened his eyes. As Fei Wangbai's eldest son, his cultivation was at the Qi Cultivating Peak. With a slightly complex expression, he said:

"You went to see that girl again."

"Yes..."

Fei Tongxiao answered nervously and then explained:

"I only went to spar with her in spear technique."

Fei Yihe shook his head. Already over fifty years old and having gone through the same age, he knew all too well what Fei Tongxiao was thinking. He sighed and spoke earnestly:

"Tongxiao, father has also met Li Qinghong. That girl is focused on cultivation and spear technique, with no inclination towards romantic feelings. You should try to restrain yourself."

Fei Tongxiao silently nodded, and Fei Yihe, seeing that his words didn't seem to take hold and observing his son's quiet demeanor, mused to himself:

"Li Qinghong is graceful and dazzling. I just hope this boy is merely momentarily infatuated and will become tired of it after a few years, rather than having any deeper feelings."

Fei Tongxiao remained silent, and Fei Yihe, feeling distressed, asked:

"What is Li Qinghong's cultivation level?"

"Fifth Layer of the Yujing Wheel in Fetal Breathing."

Fei Yihe's eyebrows raised slightly, taken aback, and he said gravely:

"She has broken through again! Only sixteen years old and already such a genius!"

Fei Yihe felt a stirring in his heart and, watching his son's forlorn figure, murmured:

"When the time comes, I will go to the Li Family to ask for her hand on your behalf. However, with such talent, and our family unable to allow you to become a son-in-law, raising this matter would only harm relationships between our families. Your great-father would not agree to it."

Fei Tongxiao finally lifted his head, his expression unchanged, as he calmly said:

"Father, there's no need to speak further."