My daily life in Teyvat as a demon

"Yongkang, get up and practice sword fighting!"

Leave the task of sending the immortals to Zhongli and the Traveler, and you just need to wait until the right time to come out, and live your daily life as usual.

So Qingchen followed his habit and took Zhou Yongkang to practice sword early in the morning.

"Master, it's still so early." Zhou Yongkang got up reluctantly. Although he was a martial arts fanatic, he usually got up at seven o'clock to practice martial arts, but Qingchen called him at six o'clock.

"What are you talking about? Aren't you used to it yet? I didn't call you these two days. Did you get up late again?" Qing Chen glared at him.

Speaking of this, Zhou Yongkang became excited.

"Master, I heard that you saw Columbia the day before yesterday and cried? Then you ran away and disappeared for a long time, and only returned home yesterday?"

"You're still gossiping? Don't worry about me. The situation is complicated. I can't explain it clearly at once. I'll explain it to you later."

Qingchen now thinks of that dream from time to time. When Zhou Yongkang mentioned it, he felt uncomfortable again.

"Really? Tsk, how stingy. Let's get back to the point. Is Columbia my teacher's wife?"

"Extra practice today!"

"No, Master. I still have to go to Wanmin Hall to work and earn money. I won't have the energy to do it if I get too tired."

Zhou Yongkang looked like he was crying.

Yes, he is working in Wanmin Church now.

In fact, Qingchen had originally planned to let him be a Qianyan Army soldier, but Zhou Yongkang was not the kind of person who could patrol diligently, and he was too lazy to memorize the Qianyan Army rules and regulations, so Qingchen could only ask Xiangling to let Zhou Yongkang help.

"When you mentioned Wanmin Hall, I just remembered that I should take some time to teach you how to cook. Your cooking is so average that you can't even help out at Wanmin Hall. You can only serve dishes. It's embarrassing to tell others about it."

"what?"

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"The angle of your strike is not good. You can't achieve maximum damage. Try again."

Qingchen instructed Zhou Yongkang to wield the sword, slowly correcting him over and over again.

Even though Zhou Yongkang would complain every time, he would never slack off during practice. He would practice however he was told to, which made Qingchen very satisfied.

"Is that so?"

Zhou Yongkang chopped at the wooden man in front of him, then his eyes flashed, he took a step back, and the sword swept past the wooden man and slashed towards Qingchen.

Qingchen raised his eyebrows and blocked Zhou Yongkang with his bare hands.

"The angle is pretty good this time, and it seems you listened to what I told you before about learning how to sneak attack."

After praising Zhou Yongkang, he kicked Zhou Yongkang's knee with lightning speed. However, he didn't kick too hard, just made him half kneel down.

"It's a pity that I wasn't careful enough."

Zhou Yongkang stood up helplessly, "You are too insidious... Damn it!"

Zhou Yongkang looked straight at a urea bag coming towards him and managed to dodge it by relying on his instinctive reaction.

Qingchen chuckled, "That's quite a progress. You can even avoid this."

Zhou Yongkang wiped the cold sweat from his head. He was trapped every day. It was engraved in his DNA. How could he not avoid it?

"This is what martial arts is all about. Practice diligently and put it into practice. Always stay alert to prevent sneak attacks from others. Slowly, every move will become instinct." Qingchen sighed.

Zhou Yongkang's mouth twitched. This master could obviously be as serious as he is now, but he had to bully him every day.

"Go ahead, dance with the one-handed sword and the two-handed sword together. Next time you and Noelle practice sparring. I'd like to see if you can spar with the full version of Zephyr Swordplay."

"Master, Noel...Master's wife is extremely gifted. Although I am also very strong, I am still a little bit behind her." Zhou Yongkang's face suddenly turned bitter.

"Tsk, how can you not have confidence? A little practice will be beneficial. Just think of it as building up your strength. Go now."

Qingchen urged.

"Ugh…"

"Remember, don't use the Eye of God to bless you, only use your own strength!"

"Good~"

After practicing hard for more than an hour, Zhou Yongkang felt sore all over and fell to the ground.

Qingchen knew that he was exhausted, so he didn't let him stand. He carried him on his back and walked towards Wanmin Hall.

"Morning, Mr. Ye~"

"Well, morning."

"Hey, Zhou Yongkang looks even more tired today than before. He doesn't even struggle."

"I'm really tired today. I'll take him to eat something good later."

Along the way, Zhou Yongkang was carried like this, and people around him were not surprised.

Others are already numb to it, and when a person experiences social demise many times, he will no longer feel embarrassed.

This is the truth Zhou Yongkang realized after being resisted many times.

Finally, the two arrived at Wanmin Hall. Qingchen put him on a stool and went to fulfill his promise to treat him to a good meal.

"Hey, Yongkang, did your uncle give you more training?"

There weren't too many people in the morning. Chef Mao was busy in the kitchen. Xiangling came out to say hello to Zhou Yongkang.

"That's right, Xiangling, let me tell you, Master is very cruel. This morning, he..." Zhou Yongkang lay on the table, weakly. He was about to say something bad about Qingchen, but suddenly he felt the cold gaze from Master. He shuddered and did not dare to continue.

Xiangling laughed out loud when she saw Yongkang's frustrated look.

"I didn't expect that Master Uncle is so strict with you."

"Hmm? Why did you say you didn't expect it?"

Zhou Yongkang forced himself to cheer up and asked.

"Look, Master Uncle has a very good relationship with his lover, right? He has more than one lover. In fact, I thought he would be too lazy to teach you and indulge in the gentleness every day."

"That's true. Master always gets up earlier than me," Zhou Yongkang touched his chin and nodded. "And when I practice martial arts, he will practice beside me instead of just watching. He is surprisingly hardworking."

Zhou Yongkang was deeply touched by this point. Although Qingchen could easily obtain various abilities by relying on the system, he insisted on practicing every day and sometimes even created some moves of his own.

In his words, what the system gives you is not your own after all. Although he seems to be able to use it freely, he actually knows nothing about martial arts and the elements. Only by practicing diligently and figuring it out on his own can he become stronger.

"Perhaps this is why Master Uncle is so respected by the immortals?"

Xiangling expressed Zhou Yongkang's thoughts, and both of them felt awe for Qingchen in their hearts.

Even if he leaves the system, perhaps he will still be the Immortal Lord of Liyue, Zhou Yongkang thought secretly.

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"What happen to you guys?"

Qingchen brought a pile of breakfast to the table and looked at the two of them in confusion.

Why are their eyes so strange?

"Nothing, I just feel that your master is still your master."

"What a mess..."

Qingchen couldn't help but complain.

"Eat quickly. We still have work to do after eating. Xiangling, do you have any new dishes you want to try recently? If Xingqiu and the others don't come, you can let Yongkang try it for you."

"really?"

Xiang Ling's eyes sparkled. "Great! I just happened to find a mutated slime a few days ago. It might be delicious. I'll try it later."

"Use him wherever you want. You must make him useful."

"it is good!"

"No, where's my opinion?!"

"Your opinion doesn't matter."

"... "

Zhou Yongkang's respect disappeared in an instant.