Time flowed like water. Qin Hui had moved into the hillside villa for over a week.
This past week had been remarkably relaxed and leisurely for Qin Hui.
Without external interference, such quiet days were precisely what Qin Hui cherished most. If conditions allowed, he truly wished to reside here forever.
After all, every morning, Qin Hui awoke to the sight of majestic, towering mountains, and the fresh air greeted him directly.
There was none of the clamor and pollution of the city here; it was much more suitable for cultivating oneself.
When it rained, Qin Hui could sit in the pavilion, sipping a cup of Biluochun tea and admiring the fine mountain mist, which was a unique pleasure.
Occasionally, when feeling peckish, he would hunt for wild game in the mountains. Such a life was exceedingly comfortable and genuine.
Of course, amidst his leisure, Qin Hui did not forget about the matter of the Crimson Flower Fruit.
With this Crimson Flower Fruit, Jiang Yanxi had a very high probability of becoming a martial artist.
A very high probability was already an excellent outcome for others, but for Qin Hui, it was far from enough.
In the past few days, Qin Hui had prepared many herbal medicines to nourish Jiang Yanxi's body. This way, when she consumed the Crimson Flower Fruit, the effect would be optimal.
Thinking of personally forging a martial artist, Qin Hui felt a surge of excitement.
Unlike Li Dazhuang back then, who possessed the potential to become a martial artist, Jiang Yanxi had none at all.
After a leisurely stroll in the mountains, Qin Hui returned to his villa.
Upon his return, Qin Hui began his preparations.
The difficulty of successfully breaking through to become a martial artist was still present. Qin Hui had already prepared a tub of medicinal bath.
Beneath the wooden tub for the medicinal bath, a bonfire was lit, ensuring that the effect of the bath would be sustained.
Catching the strong medicinal aroma, Jiang Yanxi felt a hint of hesitation.
Jiang Yanxi had witnessed the power of martial artists before, but as she was on the verge of becoming one herself, her heart was still somewhat apprehensive.
"Qin Hui, can this really work?"
Jiang Yanxi asked, still feeling a little uncertain. After all, once she became a martial artist, her pursuits would be entirely different.
In the eyes of ordinary people, money and power were their greatest pursuits. But in the eyes of martial artists, strength and resources for breakthrough were their pursuits, along with an ever-increasing lifespan.
The first emperor, Qin Shi Huang, could command the winds and summon the rain, but in the end, he still met his demise. However, martial artists were different. With each realm they broke through, their lifespan would increase by ten years.
This was also why many martial artists lived for so long.
"Don't worry, I'm here. Besides, even if it fails, it's alright. There will be other opportunities in the future."
Qin Hui said with a serious expression.
Hearing this, Jiang Yanxi nodded and then directly swallowed the Crimson Flower Fruit. After consuming the fruit, Jiang Yanxi sat into the medicinal bath.
Qin Hui stood in front of Jiang Yanxi, adding fuel to the fire while observing her condition.
Honestly, Qin Hui felt a little excited about forging a martial artist for the first time.
As time passed, Jiang Yanxi's complexion gradually turned red, indicating that the medicinal properties within her body had begun to take effect.
Gradually, a considerable amount of fragrant sweat began to appear on Jiang Yanxi's forehead, soaking her clothes, making her appear exceptionally alluring.
Looking at the beautiful Jiang Yanxi in the bath, Qin Hui furrowed his brow slightly.
"Let's wait a bit longer."
Qin Hui continued to add fuel below.
As the temperature increased, Jiang Yanxi's complexion grew increasingly unwell, and a trace of black grime seeped out of her fair skin.
Upon seeing this black grime, Qin Hui's lips curved upwards slightly; the effect had begun to manifest.
Ordinary people's bodies contained many impurities. Only by expelling these impurities could one become a true martial artist.
After nearly an hour, the seepage of impurities had essentially stopped.
The previously clear bathtub had now turned completely black, filled with the impurities shed during the transformation.
"Alright, it's almost done."
Looking at Jiang Yanxi, whose entire body was now crystal clear, Qin Hui finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Hoo."
Jiang Yanxi exhaled a breath of white air, feeling a significant release of tension. The only discomfort was the somewhat pungent smell around her.
"You, you go out first."
Jiang Yanxi said somewhat shyly. She couldn't help it during the breakthrough, but now that she needed to bathe and change, she couldn't have Qin Hui staring at her like this.
Qin Hui was slightly stunned upon hearing this and immediately slapped his forehead.
He had been so focused on her breakthrough that he had forgotten to take advantage of the situation.
However, seeing Jiang Yanxi's blushing face, Qin Hui obediently withdrew from the room.
Outside the house, Qin Hui appeared calm.
He had anticipated this outcome. With the Crimson Flower Fruit and his medicinal bath, it was difficult not to break through and become a martial artist.
When it came to things he was one hundred percent confident about, Qin Hui felt little sense of accomplishment.
While Jiang Yanxi's breakthrough into a martial artist was indeed a fortunate event, becoming a martial artist meant facing many more and more complicated matters.
"We'll just take it one step at a time."
Qin Hui said calmly, touching the ancient ring on his hand.
This was not because Qin Hui chose to be passive. Sometimes, no matter how much you planned, you might not achieve it in the end.
Often, people focus too much on the future and neglect the significance of the present.
*Click.*
The door was opened at this moment.
Jiang Yanxi, now dressed in a long dress, walked straight out.
The current Jiang Yanxi was vastly different from her previous self.
Although she was beautiful before, she lacked an ethereal, fairy-like aura.
Many times, we refer to women with fair skin, beautiful features, and long legs as fairies, but this appellation inevitably carries a worldly connotation because it is a term people use.
A true fairy, you don't need to call them that; they simply are, and there's no need for deliberate adornment.
It's like eating. Sometimes, when the food is delicious, you feel it's great because it's cooked well.
But a person who truly knows how to eat can find a bowl of plain white rice delicious on its own, even without any accompanying dishes.
Ultimately, it boils down to the inherent quality of the white rice itself.
Thus, the aura emanating from Jiang Yanxi as she walked out was almost that of a fairy.
"How is it? I feel I've become much more beautiful, and there's a faint energy within me."
Jiang Yanxi said with immense pride.
After all, a beautiful appearance and a peerless figure are undeniably the most attractive qualities for women.
"Hmm, not bad."
Qin Hui stated with affirmation.
It wasn't that Qin Hui wasn't amazed by Jiang Yanxi's beauty, but rather that they had spent so much time together that their appreciation for each other was ingrained deep within their bones.
Therefore, finding something fresh and novel within that depth was a bit challenging for Qin Hui.
Most importantly, Jiang Yanxi had now become a martial artist, and Qin Hui's attitude towards her was naturally different from before.
As a first-level martial artist, Jiang Yanxi gave Qin Hui, a seventh-level martial artist, the qualification to look down upon her.