You've only been cultivating for a few years, and you're already talking about cultivating

Chapter 117 Peeping

On the large sea loach, the third mate led Qi Fei to the door of a private room. The door was made of red sandalwood with fine, dark patterns carved on it. This was a magic array used to isolate the inside from the outside and to block out sound.

These rooms all have soundproof and privacy-protecting magic arrays.

Qi Fei saw a person leaning against the door next door.

The man said to the person at the door next door, "Miss Yu, I haven't been able to forget you since I met you. I have such feelings for you."

The third mate couldn't help but remind him, "Sir, there's a magic array on this door that isolates the inside from the outside, and it also blocks sound. No one inside can hear you if you speak like that."

The man turned his head, glanced at the three pairs of clothes, and showed no embarrassment on his face, but rather a kind of "you don't understand" composure.

"I know," he said, "that's why I said that."

Qi Fei: "————"

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Unexpectedly, a woman's voice came from inside the door: "How do you know my young lady can't hear?"

Upon hearing this, the man's face turned pale then red.

"And another thing," the voice from inside the door added, "my young lady's surname is Wang, not Yu."

The man finally couldn't stand any longer, turned around, and disappeared around the corner of the corridor in the blink of an eye.

Qi Fei stared at the man's retreating figure, somewhat confused about the situation.

At that moment, the door opened.

A maid-like girl emerged from inside, with her hair styled in double buns, wearing a light blue vest, and a pale yellow silk sash tied around her waist.

She looked in the direction where the man had disappeared, and softly uttered two words, a mixture of disdain and helplessness in them.

"Crazy."

She turned her head, her gaze falling on Qi Fei, and looked him up and down.

Qi Fei was dressed plainly, with a gourd hanging from his waist, looking no different from those independent cultivators who ran errands.

The maid's face did not show any disdain; instead, she was polite and gave a slight bow.

"This young master—this gentleman," she almost let slip, then quickly corrected herself, "you should stay away from such idiots."

Qi Fei cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for the reminder."

The maid smiled, turned and went back into the room, closing the door behind her.

Qi Fei looked at the tightly closed door, feeling puzzled. It was clearly a magic array that isolated the inside from the outside and sound, yet the people inside could clearly hear the noises outside.

This magic array either has a loophole, or the people inside used some kind of trick.

He turned and went into the private room next door.

The room was larger than I had imagined, about a hundred square meters. The living room and bedroom were separated by a carved screen. Tables, chairs, and a tea table were also provided.

Clothes racks and copper basins are all available.

A desk was placed by the window, with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone on it. The window was ajar, and the sea breeze, carrying a salty and fishy smell, blew in through the crack, causing the Xuan paper on the desk to flutter gently.

Looking out the window, there was an endless expanse of gray-blue sea, with a few seabirds skimming over the crests of the waves in the distance.

The third mate followed behind, and seeing Qi Fei looking around, he pointed to a small copper bell by the door and said, "If our esteemed guest has any needs, you may ring this bell, and a servant will come when he hears it."

Qi Fei glanced at the bronze bell; its surface was engraved with fine patterns, and it required magical power to activate it to produce a sound. He nodded.

Thank you.

Upon hearing this, the third mate bowed and left. He had many other matters to attend to, and if Qi Fei hadn't been holding the jade token, he wouldn't have needed to accompany him.

Qi Fei took out some dry food and water from his small boat, placed them on the table, and then closed his eyes to cultivate again.

At this moment, "Sword" is quite active.

It couldn't stay inside the sword-nurturing gourd, so it transformed into a faint sword light and flew out of the gourd's mouth, hovering by the window like a curious cat, tilting its "head" to look at the distant sea.

"Human," its voice rang in Qi Fei's mind, tinged with excitement, "we're going to set sail."

His tone was like that of a child who had never seen the sea.

In fact, it had never seen the sea.

Ever since it gained consciousness, it has been within the Seven Illusion Sword Formation. Although it has seen too many illusions, no matter how real an illusion may be, it is ultimately fake.

Now, it's really happening right before our eyes.

Qi Fei remained calm. In his previous life, he had seen the ocean, sailed on ships, and witnessed the real, boundless sea.

The sea in this life looks pretty much the same as the sea in that life.

"You can see for yourself," he said calmly, then closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

The magical power within his body surged through his meridians, transforming from a trickle into a mighty river, its ceaseless flow seemingly destined to converge into a vast lake.

Cultivation is about absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world and combining it with one's own understanding to form one's own magical power.

Matter is the foundation of everything. Even though Qi Fei is a big guy in Alaya and his knowledge far exceeds his level, he still needs to cultivate little by little to achieve a qualitative change from quantitative change. Before, Qi Fei only had knowledge and level, but he could not convert them into strength.

His peaceful cultivation over the past month has led to a surge in his strength and changes in his body.

His energy became abundant, his strength increased, and his internal organs also changed, resulting in him consuming less and less food and water each day.

From human to non-human.

He recalled the insects he had talked about with the Insect Taoist that day. Are humans just another kind of insect? In their infancy, they only have the instinct to eat when they are hungry, sleep when they are tired, and cry when they are in pain.

After accumulating enough energy, it will spin a cocoon, dissolve itself into a pot of nutrient solution inside the cocoon, leaving only a few "adult discs", and then grow into a completely different thing.

Is spiritual practice based on the same principle?

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt the "sword" move.

A very thin and fast sword light flashed past the window, shone brightly in the air for a moment, and then disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Qi Fei opened his eyes.

"Someone is watching us," said "Sword."

Qi Fei looked in the direction of the "sword". There was a wall, and behind the wall was the next door.

Are they spying on us from next door?

He stood up, and the "sword" transformed into a streak of light, flying back into the gourd at his waist. Qi Fei pushed open the door, walked to the door next door, and knocked three times.

The door opened quickly. It was the same maid in the light blue vest. When she saw Qi Fei, her face showed no panic, but rather a certain calmness.

"What brings you here, young master?" she asked.

Qi Fei looked at her and said, "Don't be so curious."

A fleeting hint of embarrassment crossed the maid's face.

"I don't know what you're talking about, young master," she said.

"This will not be repeated," Qi Fei said.

He didn't say anything more.

Prying into the privacy of other cultivators is a taboo no matter where you are. At best, it will lead to a falling out; at worst, it will escalate into a fight. He didn't fight, not because he was magnanimous, but because he couldn't be bothered to bother.

But he couldn't pretend he didn't know about this blatant spying.

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