“Holy crap!”
Zhu Lan jumped in fright.
Then, acting like a thief with a guilty conscience, she instinctively hid the smutty book behind her back.
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.
“What are you hiding behind your back?”
Zhu Lan squeezed out a smile.
“Comrade Ye Feng, remember to knock on the door before entering someone’s room in the future.”
“But you don’t have a door.”
‘Bullshit!’
‘Do you really not know why there isn’t one?!’
Zhu Lan cursed inwardly.
She quickly stuffed the book back into the large bundle Song Qingyi had given her, mixing it with the other novels.
‘I hope the stories Senior Sister Qingyi gave me aren’t all smut.’
“We’re practicing moves tonight, right? Fine, I’m ready.”
Zhu Lan stood up, stretched her muscles and bones with great ceremony, and did two chest expansions.
“Why are you so unusual today? I clearly remember you looking like you were half-dead yesterday. I thought you’d definitely make all sorts of excuses to avoid going today.”
“How could I? How could I? Getting stronger makes me happy! Getting stronger makes me happy!”
After being pushed out of the cultivation room by Zhu Lan, Ye Feng glanced curiously at the large bundle inside.
It seemed to be storybooks.
‘Does she like reading those?’
…
“I can’t… I can’t do it anymore. I’ve reached my limit. I can’t take it.”
In less than 15 minutes, Zhu Lan was already acting as if she were dying.
Seeing Zhu Lan looking like a puddle of mud, Ye Feng actually found it a bit cute for a moment.
Whatever it was that made a lazy person like Zhu Lan willing to come and practice with him early just to hide it must be extraordinary.
“It’s only been 15 minutes. There’s plenty of time left.”
Zhu Lan wailed, “How has it only been 15 minutes? I’ve already been knocked down ten times by you.”
She deeply understood the meaning of every second feeling like a year.
“The harder you’re hit, the faster you’ll improve. When you’re only knocked down five times in 15 minutes, you’ll pass.”
Ye Feng spoke nonchalantly, as if describing something quite ordinary.
Zhu Lan, however, felt it was as difficult as reaching the heavens.
“Please, if you were cannon fodder like me, I’d beat you down in minutes! But you have the male lead’s script. Isn’t it too hard for cannon fodder like me to last 15 minutes against you?”
“Fine. You are currently at the Level 8 Qi Condensation Realm. I will suppress my cultivation to Level 3. I won’t use any techniques or divine weapons to fight you.”
Only then did Zhu Lan feel a glimmer of hope.
Level 3 against Level 8.
The advantage lay…
With the male lead.
But even so, it shouldn’t be hard to hold out for 15 minutes, right?
“Take this!”
“Holy crap!”
“Ow, ow, ow!”
“I can’t, I can’t!”
…
Within a mere 15 minutes, Zhu Lan was knocked down another ten times.
Zhu Lan lay on the ground like a salted fish, her eyes hollow as she stared up at the starry sky.
How could she have forgotten?
That freak of a male lead could abuse a Level 9 Qi Condensation practitioner while only at Level 3.
Handling a little weakling like her was as easy as pie.
“Why have you stopped moving again?”
Ye Feng asked helplessly when he saw Zhu Lan lying on the ground, refusing to get up.
“So I can get up and be beaten by you? I’ve been beaten enough already, waaaaah…”
Zhu Lan truly wanted to cry but had no tears left.
Having the male lead as an opponent offered no advantage whatsoever.
“Sigh. If you’re trash, practice more.”
Zhu Lan: ?
She was furious.
In a fit of rage, Zhu Lan got angry for a second, sat up, and then immediately lay back down.
“Forget it. I have a clear understanding of the fact that I’m trash. Ye Feng, what do you think about me just idling my life away at the Heavenly Evolution Sect?”
Zhu Lan had a sudden inspiration and proposed a very “salted fish” idea.
Ye Feng shook his head expressionlessly.
“Impossible. I will use every resource to nurture you until the Golden Core Stage, and then I will squeeze out every bit of your value like a rag before ruthlessly discarding you.”
“Waaaah, please let me go, Big Boss.”
Zhu Lan didn’t even realize that she had already grown somewhat accustomed to showing weakness in front of Ye Feng.
Whether it was being completely dominated by him countless times or subconsciously discovering that Ye Feng became much easier to talk to if she acted submissively, she had adapted.
“The value of a Pure Yin Body doesn’t just lie in the Primordial Yin. Even without it, there are great benefits to refining you into a cultivation furnace.”
Zhu Lan: …
Although she knew Ye Feng didn’t actually want to refine her, she still really wanted to complain.
Where was the righteous, sunny, and upright male lead from the original novel?
‘Master Heavens, is it really okay for you to indulge Ye Feng like this!’
If only she could just idle her life away forever.
“Come on, let’s keep fighting. I have my strength back.”
Zhu Lan still managed to crawl up.
Ideals were one thing, but the work still had to be done.
…
Zhu Lan dragged her weary body back to her cultivation room.
She took out the beast blood the male lead had given her and poured it into a wooden tub.
The small room was instantly filled with a pungent, bloody stench.
When it came time to add water to dilute it, Zhu Lan hesitated.
‘Should I not add water today?’
The effect would be stronger, and it would work faster.
She really didn’t want to be pinned down and beaten by Ye Feng with one hand anymore.
‘Let’s try it!’
However, Zhu Lan soon paid the price for her actions.
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!
“Ow, ow, ow, ow!”
Not long after jumping into the tub, Zhu Lan leaped straight out.
Undiluted beast blood was too intense.
Thus, Zhu Lan spent the entire night sitting and standing.
When she got tired of standing, she would sit in the tub; when it got too painful, she would stand up.
…
“Junior Sister!”
A crisp voice rang out from outside Zhu Lan’s cultivation room.
“Big… Second Senior Sister!”
Hearing the voice, Zhu Lan quickly dressed and went out to greet her.
When Bai Xue saw the empty space where Zhu Lan’s door should have been, her small face showed some shock.
“Junior Sister, where is your door?”
“The door?” Zhu Lan said with a grin.
“It was broken by a Spiritual Pig in heat, so I got rid of it.”
At that moment, the “Spiritual Pig in heat,” Ye Feng, happened to be passing by the corner and heard someone badmouthing him.
Ye Feng: …
Ahem!
Ye Feng cleared his throat pointedly, and the two of them immediately noticed him.
“Senior Brother.”
Bai Xue addressed him very naturally, seemingly having quickly accepted the status of this sudden Senior Brother.
“Se… Senior Brother.”
Zhu Lan felt a bit guilty.
The male lead shouldn’t have…
“Senior Brother?”
Ye Feng stared at Zhu Lan with a half-smile.
Zhu Lan looked at her nose and then her heart, feeling incredibly guilty.
How could there be such a coincidence?
“Fine. Since we’ve met here, let’s go to Master’s place together.”
Ye Feng didn’t say much else, and Zhu Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
‘Did Master give us instructions?’
It was good to have something to do; otherwise, being beaten by Ye Feng every night was more than anyone could handle.
…
“There is no urgent matter for summoning you to my palace today. I mainly wanted to tell Ye Feng and Zhu Lan that the Sect Tournament is next month. High rankings come with generous rewards, and it is also the most common way for outer sect disciples to be promoted to the inner sect. Generally, if there are no urgent matters, I recommend you participate.”
“Yes.”
The three of them spoke in unison.
Fairy Xueli nodded.
“From today onward, I will preach at the sect’s martial arts field every seven days. You can also go there to learn and better prepare for the Sect Tournament. I hope you can all achieve good rankings. Oh, right—Zhu Lan, Ye Feng, every disciple under the Beast Taming Peak has their own spirit beast. I have many interesting spirit beasts here; choose one for yourselves.”
As she finished speaking, the light from Fairy Xueli’s storage ring flashed, and dozens of eggs of various shapes and sizes appeared on the open ground.