He fell off a cliff but unexpectedly gained a cultivation inheritance.

As dawn broke and the mountain mists had not yet completely dissipated, the Wangxue Garden was already filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees and a rich spiritual energy. Zhang Bufan opened the window, stretched his limbs in the cool morning breeze, and the spiritual energy within his body slowly circulated, instantly dispelling any lingering languor from the previous night's intimacy.

As he admired the morning scenery in the mountains and pondered his return journey, his sect token suddenly vibrated, and a clear, melodious voice rang in his mind, like a mountain spring flowing through him, carrying a touch of charming urgency: "Senior brother! Senior brother! Where are you?"

Zhang Bufan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that this was Yue Ling'er's telepathic message. The sect token had the function of transmitting sound, and as long as the distance was no more than ten thousand miles, it could clearly transmit messages. Obviously, Yue Ling'er had stabilized her cultivation and emerged from seclusion, and having noticed that he had not returned for a long time, she sent this telepathic message to inquire.

He composed himself and replied with his divine sense, "Ling'er, your senior brother is at the Ye family in the Southern Province. You've finished your seclusion? How's your cultivation stabilizing?" "Yes, yes, it's stabilizing perfectly!" Yue Ling'er's voice was filled with obvious joy. "Thank you for the spirit fish and spirit peaches, senior brother! I was able to break through and stabilize my early Foundation Establishment cultivation so quickly! It's just that you haven't come back yet, senior brother. I'm so bored staying at your house alone. When are you coming back?"

Hearing his junior sister's coquettish complaints, Zhang Bufan couldn't help but smile. Although Yue Ling'er was the daughter of the Immortal Sword Sect's leader and held a noble status, she had no airs of spoiledness. She was simple, lively, and extremely close to him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Ling'er," Zhang Bufan replied gently. "Things here have all been taken care of smoothly. I'll be heading back immediately and should be home before noon." He paused slightly, a hint of hesitation in his heart. He would eventually have to tell Yue Ling'er about his remarriage to Ye Qingxue. Yue Ling'er's usual affectionate attitude towards him made him uneasy, worried that she might be displeased upon hearing the news.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Bufan decided to take the initiative to explain, to avoid abruptly introducing Ye Qingxue upon returning home and making Yue Ling'er feel awkward. He took a deep breath and added, "By the way, Ling'er, there's something I need to tell you. I've remarried my ex-wife, Ye Qingxue, and I'll be bringing her to live with me when I go back." After saying this, Zhang Bufan held his breath, waiting for Yue Ling'er's response, feeling slightly uneasy. He had even prepared several reassuring phrases; if Yue Ling'er showed the slightest dissatisfaction, he would explain in detail the connection and affection between himself and Ye Qingxue.

However, to his surprise, Yue Ling'er didn't react strangely at all upon hearing the news. Instead, she became even more excited, her voice full of anticipation: "Wow! Really? Senior Brother, you and Sister Ye remarried? That's wonderful!" Zhang Bufan was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he heard Yue Ling'er continue, "It's perfect that she's coming back to stay. Then she can take me out to play! I'm so bored at home alone. With Sister Ye around, it will definitely be much more fun!"

Hearing Yue Ling'er's genuine happiness, Zhang Bufan's unease vanished instantly, replaced by a deep sense of confusion. He had always felt that Yue Ling'er harbored some affection for him; after all, when they were together, she was always clinging to him, her eyes filled with undisguised intimacy. But now, hearing the news of his remarriage, she was so happy, without a trace of disappointment or jealousy. Had all of that been wishful thinking on his part?

"That's good too," Zhang Bufan thought to himself. "If Ling'er really doesn't have those kinds of feelings, it saves me a lot of trouble. I don't have to worry about how to explain, nor do I have to worry about hurting her. The three of us can get along even better in the future." He suppressed his thoughts and replied with a smile, "Okay, when we get back, Qingxue will take you around." "Yay! Thank you, Senior Brother! I'll wait for you to come back at home. I'll go prepare some delicious food!" Yue Ling'er replied happily, and then ended the telepathic communication.

Zhang Bufan withdrew his divine sense, still feeling somewhat amused and exasperated. However, since things had gone so smoothly, he didn't bother to think about it further and instead began packing his things for the return journey. Not long after, a slight noise came from the bedroom. Zhang Bufan turned to look and saw Ye Qingxue slowly opening her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, her gaze still hazy from just waking up. Seeing Zhang Bufan standing by the window, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her lips, and she softly called out, "Bufan, you're awake."

"Hmm, I just woke up a little while ago." Zhang Bufan walked to the bedside, gently sat on the edge, and reached out to stroke her cheek. "Did you sleep well last night?" Ye Qingxue nodded, sat up, and snuggled into Zhang Bufan's arms, saying softly, "I slept very well. I felt very safe with you by my side." She paused, looked at the morning light outside the window, and asked curiously, "What time is it now? When are we leaving for home today?" "Just past eight o'clock, it's still early." Zhang Bufan held her and said gently. He helped Ye Qingxue up and said, "Wash up, we'll go to the front hall for breakfast, and after breakfast we'll say goodbye to your parents and set off for home." "Okay." Ye Qingxue obediently replied, getting up and heading towards the bathroom.

After a quick wash, the two went to the front hall together. Wang Yuyan and Ye Zhentian were already waiting in the hall. A delicious breakfast was laid out on the table, including spirit porridge infused with spiritual energy, soft and delicious spirit wheat buns, and several plates of crisp spirit vegetable side dishes, all with an enticing aroma.

"Bufan, Qingxue, you're here." Wang Yuyan smiled and stood up to greet them, taking Ye Qingxue's hand with loving eyes. "Did you sleep well last night? Are you comfortable with the environment at Wangxue Garden?"

"Thank you, Mom. We rested very well; Wangxue Garden is very comfortable," Ye Qingxue replied with a smile. The four sat around the table, eating breakfast and chatting. Wang Yuyan kept putting food on Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue's plates, reminding them to be careful on the road and to let her know they arrived home safely. Ye Zhentian inquired about the Immortal Sword Sect and Zhang Bufan's cultivation plans after returning home, his words full of concern. Zhang Bufan patiently answered each question, saying, "Father-in-law and Mother-in-law, don't worry. I have stabilized my early Foundation Establishment cultivation, and my speed and stability in sword flight have improved considerably. There won't be any danger on the road. After we get back, I will first show Qingxue around the house, and then take her to the Huashan Secret Realm for cultivation. The spiritual energy concentration in the secret realm is more than ten times that of the outside world, which will help her improve her cultivation faster."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhentian and Wang Yuyan were immediately relieved. Their biggest concern was Ye Qingxue's cultivation and safety, and now, with Zhang Bufan's protection and help, they were naturally completely at ease. Breakfast was quickly finished. Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue stood up and bowed to Ye Zhentian and Wang Yuyan: "Father-in-law and Mother-in-law, it's time for us to depart."

"Alright, take care on your journey." Ye Zhentian nodded, his eyes filled with reluctance. "Qingxue, when you get there, cultivate diligently, take good care of yourself, and also take good care of Bufan. If you have time, come back to visit us often."

"I know, Dad. You all take care of yourselves too. I'll come back often." Ye Qingxue's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was choked with emotion. Although she had been dissatisfied with her family before because of the marriage, she was still filled with reluctance when it came time to part.

Wang Yuyan couldn't help but wipe away her tears, repeatedly urging, "Bufan, I'm entrusting Qingxue to you. You must take good care of her and not let her suffer the slightest grievance."

"Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Qingxue." Zhang Bufan said solemnly, "We will come back to visit you often." After saying that, Zhang Bufan took Ye Qingxue's hand and bowed to the two of them again. With a thought, a jet-black flying sword flew out of his storage ring and hovered in front of the two of them.

"Qingxue, hold on tight," Zhang Bufan whispered, pulling Ye Qingxue's hand and leaping onto the flying sword. He then channeled his spiritual energy into the sword. Instantly, the sword transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky and hurtling northwards. To avoid attracting the attention of ordinary people, Zhang Bufan deliberately used a concealment technique, hiding their figures and auras completely; from the ground, no one could see them flying.

Through repeated practice and training, Zhang Bufan's sword-flying skills have become increasingly proficient. Under his control, the flying sword flies extremely smoothly, with almost no turbulence. The flight speed is also much faster than when he came to Pengcheng, steadily maintaining a speed of 900 kilometers per hour. At this speed, it will only take a little over an hour to travel from the Ye family in Nan Province to his hometown, and he can arrive before noon. The whistling wind rushes past their ears, and the mountains, rivers, towns, and villages below rush past rapidly. Ye Qingxue nestles in Zhang Bufan's arms, admiring the scenery high above. The morning sun shines on them, warm but not scorching, and the clouds float below like white cotton candy. The distant mountain peaks appear and disappear in the mist, like a fairyland.

Feeling the softness in his arms, Zhang Bufan looked down at Ye Qingxue, his eyes filled with tenderness. He reached out and gently brushed away the wind-blown strands of hair from her cheek, asking, "How are you? Are you alright? Do you feel uncomfortable?" "I feel great," Ye Qingxue replied with a smile. The two nestled together, flying slowly through the sky, enjoying the scenery and chatting softly. Sunlight filtered through the clouds, illuminating their figures and creating a warm silhouette, the air thick with love.

During their casual conversation, Zhang Bufan brought up Yue Ling'er, saying, "Qingxue, when I left the Immortal Sword Sect, a junior sister accompanied me on my training trip. She's currently staying at my house." Ye Qingxue listened quietly, her face always bearing a gentle smile, showing no unusual reaction. Looking at her calm demeanor, Zhang Bufan couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity. In the mortal world, what woman would remain so calm upon hearing that her husband had a young, beautiful, and close female companion? He hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Qingxue, aren't you jealous to hear that I have a junior sister like Yue Ling'er by my side, and that she's staying at my house?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxue looked up at him, rolled her eyes slightly, and said with a tone that was both helpless and matter-of-fact, "What's there to be jealous about? As long as you're good to me and have me in your heart, I'm satisfied. We are cultivators; we should focus more on cultivation, pursuing higher realms and longer lifespans. We don't have that much time to be jealous and petty like ordinary women."

Zhang Bufan was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting her to say such a thing. Seeing his surprised expression, Ye Qingxue continued, "You're new to the cultivation world, so you might not fully understand its concepts. In the cultivation world, especially in those long-established cultivation families and sects, polygamy is very common, even the norm. To ensure the continuation and growth of the family, it's normal for male cultivators to have multiple wives and concubines. Some powerful and noble cultivators even have hundreds of wives."

"Why is that?" Zhang Bufan couldn't help but ask. Although he had vaguely heard that some concepts in the cultivation world differed from those in the mortal world, he still didn't quite understand the reason for polygamy. "It's all for the sake of the family's inheritance," Ye Qingxue sighed and explained. "You should know that in the mortal world, the proportion of people with spiritual roots who can cultivate is extremely low, only about one in ten thousand. In cultivation families, although the proportion of descendants with spiritual roots increases significantly due to bloodlines, it's still less than one in ten overall." "For a cultivation family, the most important thing is inheritance. Only when there are disciples with spiritual roots who can cultivate continuously in the descendants can the family continue and grow stronger. If there are no cultivation geniuses in the descendants, no matter how much spiritual veins and resources the family has, it will eventually decline and be swallowed up by other forces."

"Therefore, in order to reproduce as many offspring as possible and increase the probability of their descendants possessing spiritual roots, male cultivators in cultivation families can only achieve this by taking multiple wives. The more wives they take, the more offspring they will have, and the greater the probability of a cultivation genius emerging among their descendants, thus ensuring the continuation of the family's lineage."

Ye Qingxue paused for a moment, then continued, "Take our Ye family for example. My father married eight wives and concubines, and I have a total of fifteen brothers and sisters. Among these brothers and sisters, only my brother Ye Qingfeng and I possess spiritual roots and are able to cultivate. The other brothers and sisters, because they do not have spiritual roots, cannot embark on the path of cultivation and were arranged by the family to go to the mortal world to either manage the family's businesses or enter politics to accumulate worldly resources and power for the family."

"It's not just our Ye family; other cultivation families are the same. For example, my mother's family, the Wang family, my maternal grandfather also married six wives and concubines, and had more than a dozen descendants, but only three of them possessed spiritual roots. This is the reality of the cultivation world; for the sake of inheritance, this is the only way." Listening to Ye Qingxue's explanation, Zhang Bufan suddenly understood.

It turns out that in the cultivation world, polygamy has deep-seated practical reasons; it's a choice that must be made for the sake of family lineage. Secular laws and moral concepts do not apply in the cultivation world.

He finally understood why Yue Ling'er wasn't dissatisfied at all when she heard the news of his remarriage; on the contrary, she was so happy. Clearly, Yue Ling'er had grown up in the Immortal Sword Sect and had long accepted this concept in the cultivation world, and didn't think there was anything wrong with him having multiple wives.

Having figured this out, Zhang Bufan was immediately filled with excitement. What man doesn't dream of having a harem? Especially when these wives don't fight or scheme against each other, but instead get along harmoniously. As long as they are mutually attracted and he treats each wife well, he can enjoy the bliss of having multiple wives—it's simply the best thing ever.

He had even begun to dream that if he met a suitable woman he liked in the future, he could marry her and bring her home so they could cultivate together, progress together, support each other, and jointly pursue higher realms of cultivation. Just thinking about such a life filled him with excitement. The excitement in his heart made the spiritual energy within Zhang Bufan surge even more actively, and the speed of his flying sword unconsciously increased several notches, from 900 kilometers per hour to 950 kilometers per hour.

Ye Qingxue sensed the change in the flying sword's speed and saw the barely concealed excitement on Zhang Bufan's face, instantly guessing what he was thinking. She rolled her eyes again and said irritably, "Look at you, so pathetic. You're this happy just thinking about marrying multiple wives." Zhang Bufan wasn't embarrassed at all that she saw through him. Instead, he smiled and hugged her even tighter, whispering in her ear, "It's my blessing to have such an understanding wife like you. No matter how many wives I marry in the future, your place in my heart will always be unique, and I will always treat you well."

Ye Qingxue's cheeks flushed slightly, and she gave a soft "humph," but instead of pushing him away, she buried her head deeper, tightly embracing his waist. Although she had accepted the prevailing views of the cultivation world, hearing Zhang Bufan's promise still filled her heart with sweetness. The flying sword sped through the sky, carrying their sweetness and anticipation, rapidly heading towards Zhang Bufan's hometown. The sunlight grew brighter, the clouds gradually dissipated, and the scenery below became increasingly clear. The distant city silhouettes were faintly visible, the roads bustling with traffic, a scene of prosperity. The hour-long flight passed in the blink of an eye.

Around noon, the flying sword slowly landed in the poplar grove outside Zhang Bufan's village. Zhang Bufan sheathed the sword and, with Ye Qingxue, walked out of the grove towards his courtyard. Just as they reached the gate, they saw Yue Ling'er's cheerful figure run out of the yard, a bright smile on her face, shouting, "Senior brother! You're back!"

Zhang Bufan smiled and nodded, taking Ye Qingxue's hand as they walked into the courtyard. He said, "Ling'er, we're back. Let me introduce you, this is Ye Qingxue, my wife." Yue Ling'er looked at Ye Qingxue, her eyes full of curiosity and friendliness, and said with a smile, "Sister Ye, hello! I'm Yue Ling'er, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Ye Qingxue also smiled and replied, "Sister Ling'er, it's a pleasure to meet you too. I hope you'll take good care of me when I visit the Immortal Sword Sect."

"We'll look after each other!" Yue Ling'er said with a smile, taking the initiative to step forward and take Ye Qingxue's hand. "Sister Ye, let me show you around the courtyard. I've tidied it up spotlessly." Seeing the two getting along so well, Zhang Bufan's last bit of concern completely disappeared. He smiled and followed behind them into the courtyard. Sunlight streamed into the courtyard, warm and bright, and the flowers and plants were vibrant, emitting a faint fragrance.