Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather Chapter 1440 - 908: Life and Death Prosperity Path, Lifespan of 232 Years_3

It's true that Yu Qingyi could cultivate plants without Spiritual Energy, not solely due to her Wood Attribute. It's highly probable she had already grasped a facet of the Path of Life at that time.

Perhaps it was an imperceptible hint of the Path of Life, almost nondescript.

Yet, it served as a seed, and after decades of unwavering cultivation, this small seed began to sprout and flourish for Yu Qingyi.

Now, this seemingly insignificant Path of Life has finally drawn the attention of Yang Zhenshan.

Had Yang Zhenshan not comprehended the Path of Life and Death Prosperity, he would not have been able to discern that Yu Qingyi possessed the Path of Life.

Wood acts as a conduit for life, embodying the very essence of "life," the genesis of all budding things.

And because the Path of Life and Death Prosperity inherently includes the Path of Life, Yang Zhenshan could instantly perceive Yu Qingyi's unique disposition.

The lifespan of a Golden Body Realm Martial Artist aligns with that of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, both reaching approximately three hundred years.

With Yu Qingyi having long grasped the Path of Life, her vitality was robust, and her lifespan was subtly extended, a perfectly normal occurrence.

It's simply that Yang Zhenshan had never considered this possibility before. He always believed himself to be superior to Yu Qingyi, that as an Immortal Cultivator, his lifespan would naturally surpass hers.

Yang Zhenshan then elaborated on his discovery, detailing the distinctions and connections between the Path of Life and Death Prosperity and the Path of Life.

However, having only recently grasped the Path of Life and Death Prosperity, his comprehension was quite limited. Consequently, Yu Qingyi listened in a fog, not entirely grasping his explanation.

"In simple terms, you naturally possess the Path of Life. This seed has already been sown, so in the future, you can concentrate your cultivation and comprehension in this particular direction!"

Yang Zhenshan concluded his discourse.

Yu Qingyi pondered, murmuring, "Life, existence!"

"Is that so? Yet, why can't I sense anything?"

Yang Zhenshan chuckled, "Be patient, the Dao Rhyme resides within you; you simply haven't discovered it yet."

Yu Qingyi attempted to calm her mind and comprehend further, but still felt nothing.

"Never mind, I'll let nature take its course!"

Her current mindset was exceptionally clear and balanced: serene, tranquil, unhurried, unperturbed, allowing events to unfold naturally, progressing step by measured step.

Throughout this period, she had been under Yang Zhenshan's protective wing. While she diligently cultivated, she lacked an urgent desperation for increased power.

In truth, within her heart, her own cultivation held less importance than Yang Zhenshan's safety. As long as he was secure, she felt her cultivation could stagnate without consequence.

Perhaps it was precisely this state of mind that facilitated her cultivation's continuous, steady advancement.

"It seems your secluded cultivation has yielded significant results!" Yu Qingyi's eyes sparkled as she gazed at Yang Zhenshan.

Yang Zhenshan encircled her waist with his arm, proclaiming proudly, "Naturally, your husband is quite capable!"

Yu Qingyi cast him a sideways glance, erupting into laughter.

Such boastful and audacious words could only emanate from Yang Zhenshan's lips.

"Would you like to witness firsthand the prowess of your husband?"

Yang Zhenshan raised an eyebrow, inquiring, "And how do you wish to witness it?"

As he spoke, he subtly straightened his posture.

Sensing a certain indescribable presence, Yu Qingyi's cheeks flushed, stammering, "Don't be absurd!"

"We've been together for a century; why the shyness now?" Yang Zhenshan's hands grew bold, caressing her delicate waist.

"It's broad daylight; no fooling around!"

"What's wrong with daytime? One can see more clearly when the sun is out!"

"Weren't you supposed to be cultivating Divine Skills?" Yu Qingyi reminded him.

"No need to rush; I'll attend to my lady first!" Yang Zhenshan declared, holding Yu Qingyi close, and vanishing from the orchard in a blur.

As for their destination?

Naturally, they sought a secluded spot, far from any prying eyes.

The Spirit Source Land is immense, offering countless areas devoid of any company.

The sky served as their canopy, the earth their foundation, mountains forming a natural screen, and trees providing a leafy curtain.

Amidst the misty clouds and verdant hills, she found solace, gazing at the celestial river, her head upon the moonlit pillow, apart from the world.