"So you’re saying that I was lured away by Yue Wu just after I left the inn..." Lin Miao exclaimed, surprised. Calculating back and forth, the timing was easy to deduce.

"Does she already know that you’re not the real Saint Heir?"

"Yes, she purposely added a kind of aphrodisiac to the tea, attempted to seduce me into bathing, intending to check the marks on my body. I noticed it and wanted to uncover her identity and purpose, but didn’t expect such a thing to happen, couldn’t resist. You know, I’m weak against beauty now." Lin Miao admitted sheepishly, accepting his fault in the matter.

"It’s not your fault. If I were a man, I couldn’t resist either. It’s fate!" Si Miaoxue sighed as well. How could a powerful man have only one woman? Besides, Lin Miao has so many beauties around him, up till now, only two have been affected, including Yue Mei’Er.

Yue Mei’Er was too hasty; if she had confirmed a bit more, perhaps that incident wouldn’t have happened.

"Since she knows your identity, there aren’t many choices left. Mr. Lin, what are your thoughts?" Si Miaoxue asked.

"I’ll wait until she wakes up." Lin Miao glanced at Yue Mei’Er lying in bed, considering that for now, he couldn’t act recklessly.

"I have a suggestion?"

"Go ahead."

"Let it be as it is." Si Miaoxue slowly suggested.

"Are you crazy? I’m not really your Saint Heir. How can we let it be as it is?" Lin Miao questioned.

"Who would know?"

"Didn’t you say the Saint Heir must have special bloodline? And this bloodline is the key to unlocking the Moon Pool. Without it, the position of Sect Leader in Moon Worship Sect would’ve changed countless times by now!"

"Only the Saint Heir’s bloodline can cultivate the Moon God Record. To test the mark of the Saint Heir’s bloodline, it means having him cultivate the Moon God Record. Only those who can cultivate it must be of special lineage!"

"You wouldn’t want me to cultivate the Moon God Record, would you?"

"The Young Master has cultivated the Moon God Record from a young age, so he was identified as having the Saint Heir’s bloodline. However, confirming the bloodline doesn’t require cultivating the complete Moon God Record; only its opening Chapter, the Moon Attraction Chapter." Si Miaoxue explained.

"You want me to try cultivating the Moon Attraction Chapter and pretend to be the Saint Heir? But what if the real Saint Heir appears one day?"

"My master and I searched for ten years without finding him. If he’s still alive, why hasn’t he appeared? What is he worried about, hesitating? If he doesn’t show up, he clearly doesn’t want to be the Saint Heir, so why force him." Si Miaoxue countered, "I feel your hypothesis might be correct, the real Saint Heir may have died long ago, became but a pile of yellow earth, will never appear again."

"What if I can’t cultivate it, what then?"

"Then we’ll have no choice but to hide our names or flee for our lives..." Si Miaoxue’s face showed sorrow.

Lin Miao calmed down, thought through everything again. It made sense. His disputes with Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion and Green Blade Sect involved relatively lower stakes, at least there was still some leeway now. Even if things escalated, everyone had their concerns.

But the Moon Worship Sect is different, they’re of the demonic path, operating outside worldly rules, employing purely martial strategies, which are hard to guard against.

He could handle it alone, but not with his senior sister and the family relying on him.

Can’t become a coward fleeing from danger, can he?

"Alright, I’ll give it a try. If it doesn’t work, we’ll have to find another solution." Lin Miao considered and agreed.

"I don’t have the complete Moon God Record, but I remember the Moon Attraction Chapter. When the Young Master recited it during childhood, he wasn’t guarded against us four, so we all remember it." Si Miaoxue said, "We attempted to cultivate it, but couldn’t. The Saint Heir, due to his blood lineage, could sense it distinctly."

"Sense it distinctly, what does that mean?"

"I don’t know either. The old fellows placed a prohibition against the Saint Heir speaking to us about it." Si Miaoxue said.

"Alright, tell me the Moon Attraction Chapter, I’ll give it a try." Lin Miao said.

"It’s an ancient language..."

Lin Miao listened, frowned slightly; the pronunciation seemed like "Sanskrit." After hearing Si Miaoxue recite once, he remembered most of it and completely after hearing it again.

"Is there a translation for this ancient language?" Lin Miao uncertainly asked if it was really Sanskrit.

"No, but the Saint Heir gave us a general idea of its meaning..."

This Saint Heir didn’t explain the cultivation process?

"Miaoxue, why does this cultivation technique sound like absorbing moonlight for cultivation?" Lin Miao questioned after listening, frowning.

Lin Miao’s mind was chaotic; this wasn’t martial arts, but a method of cultivating immortality. How could such a method exist in a martial cultivator’s world?

However, cultivation was just a legendary concept in his original world, never proven real, and absorbing moonlight for cultivation wasn’t that a demon cultivator’s technique?

No, in martial cultivation, there are also practices that absorb morning purple energy for cultivation. The legendary Purple Mist Divine Skill employs such special techniques.

But moonlight is essentially solar energy reflection, that energy is of yin nature...

This puzzled him.

"What’s today’s date?"

"March 16th."

"How about we go outside and try it?" Lin Miao, adopting an experimental approach, felt Si Miaoxue’s translation was too literal.

Guide the moonlight into the body, then store it in the Dantian to gradually accumulate and grow.

How to guide it?

He knew how to sunbathe, but moon-bathing hadn’t been tried.

No wonder, Si Miaoxue said they couldn’t sense it, as the moonlight shined on him, he felt nothing.

Doesn’t look promising.

Lin Miao sat cross-legged on a cushion in the courtyard, incense burning, entered meditative state, yet had no sensation.

Suddenly, he attempted using the translated Sanskrit text, compared it with his understanding of Sanskrit, translating into a coherent sequence.

At that time, a mystical scripture unfolded in his mind.

It truly was Sanskrit, a method for guiding moonlight into the body, yet didn’t specify needing special lineage.

Could this Saint Heir’s lineage throughout time be a deception, but a deception lasting a thousand years. There’s also "divine selection," resembling Tibetan Buddhism’s search for reborn spiritual children, confusing indeed.

Lin Miao attempted employing the method, performing a hand gesture described in the scripture.

Translated into Chinese: Heart Moon Bodhi Seal.

Under the moonlight, Lin Miao’s entire body emitted a layer of cool radiance.

Si Miaoxue emerged from the house, witnessing the scene, her eyes widened instantly. She had seen the Saint Heir cultivate before.

There were similar peculiar phenomena, but far less intense than Lin Miao’s.