Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter Twenty-Three: Xiao Fangzheng's True Colors

Although the middle-aged cultivator had previously transferred a wisp of Yuan energy into Xiao Chong's body, it was only an aid and could not be used freely. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state when fighting Xiao Tianhu.

Only now can he be considered a truly qualified martial arts apprentice, marking his entry into the "First Transformation of the Stars" realm. Even though this is only the lowest level of martial arts cultivation, Xiao Chong couldn't help but be excited.

"Slacking off again? Haven't you had enough of the ruler's touch yet?"

A sinister voice entered his ears, and Xiao Chong suddenly opened his eyes.

The terrifying, perverted, or rather, the venerable Mr. Xiao Fangzheng was standing beside him at some point, holding a ruler in one hand and rhythmically tapping his other palm.

"Master, I have cultivated my first strand of Yuan Power!" Xiao Chong sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his voice filled with excitement.

"You bastard, you don't even bother to come up with an excuse. Didn't you already cultivate your first strand of Yuan Power a long time ago?"

Xiao Fangzheng's ruler fell like raindrops, swift and dense, causing Xiao Chong to flee in terror.

"What a miserable life! But who told me to pretend to be a genius? I deserve it!"

As for Du Yuan's matter, I would never say a word about it unless the other two parties involved did. Of course, my good brother Fatty is an exception.

Xiao Chong dared not explain and could only suffer in silence at Xiao Fangzheng's hands.

In truth, Xiao Fangzheng was quite satisfied. This disciple was diligent and "not ashamed to ask questions," and possessed almost monstrous talent. If he were to cause any harm, he would have no way to explain it to the clan leader.

Therefore, after a few strikes with the ruler, Xiao Fangzheng stopped and said, "In a hundred days, the three major families of Feiyue City will hold a hunting competition among their young disciples. The clan attaches great importance to this, and the clan leader also intends for you to participate. You should be prepared."

Seeing that the other party had stopped, Xiao Chong also stepped closer and cautiously asked, "Sir, I'm only at the Martial Apprentice level. Isn't it too early for me to participate in the hunting competition now?"

"Jade that is not carved cannot become a useful object." Xiao Fangzheng's voice became even more sinister.

"Won't it break if you scratch it too hard?" Xiao Chong asked tentatively.

"This matter is settled and cannot be changed. If you dare to back down now, you will embarrass me!"

These words instantly ignited a murderous intent. Xiao Fangzheng's gaze was like a sword, piercing straight into Xiao Chong's heart. But Xiao Chong forced himself to remain calm and met his gaze fiercely.

After a while, seeing that Xiao Chong still showed no sign of backing down, Xiao Fangzheng stopped looking at him and instead turned his gaze to the sky, staring at a certain ethereal place, and muttered to himself, "I haven't used the staff for several days, and my hands are still rusty. I wonder where I can go to practice."

This is a blatant threat! Xiao Chong's body stiffened, then he straightened up, his gaze becoming indescribably resolute, and he said loudly, "Rest assured, Master, this disciple will definitely follow your teachings and do my best to bring glory to the family."

"As long as you perform well in the conference, the family will reward you. This time, they will all be real and good things." Xiao Fang's expression softened slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he added, "You can go home and stay for the night tonight."

"Thank you for your magnanimity, sir!" Xiao Chong was so moved he almost cried.

“And…” Xiao Fangzheng spoke calmly, like a gentle spring breeze.

"There's more? So many benefits, this is completely unlike Xiao's freakish style."

Moved, Xiao Chong secretly wondered if he needed to change his opinion of his teacher.

"Starting tomorrow, your daily training volume will be doubled."

"Huh?" Xiao Chong's expression froze instantly.

Xiao Fangzheng's perverted nature has finally been completely exposed.

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The fat man has been working very hard these past few days, making a trip to the North City every evening. Xiao Chong lives in the most remote part of the North City, and the round trip takes nearly two hours, which is indeed difficult for the fat man's physical condition to handle.

But the most devastating thing wasn't the long journey; compared to the physical exhaustion, what the fat man found even harder to bear was the psychological pressure. The maids in Xiao Chong's household were simply too formidable.

Every time I arrive here parched, Qingmeng won't even offer me a glass of water, only asking me some very trivial questions.

"What is your relationship with my young master? Has a friendship developed between you two?"

This is the first questioning session that begins every day in Qinghai and Inner Mongolia.

"Young Master, was the silver you brought back last time really won? You really didn't sell yourself?"

This is the second mandatory task for Qinghai and Inner Mongolia every day.

"Young Master Fatty, don't you dare try anything with me again! I will never marry you, so give up on that idea now!"

This is the third topic we discuss every day in Qingmeng, and it's also a warning I need to reiterate to myself before leaving.

"What are you talking about! Is your skinny little body so special? I prefer someone a bit plump, okay? Otherwise, with such a big difference in size, won't we be unable to play together happily in the future?"

After being lectured by Qingmeng again, the fat man sighed inwardly but remained silent, sitting on the stool resentfully, feeling that his mind was a complete mess.

It must be admitted that the fat man has some ideas, and he thinks very deeply and far ahead.

"If I weren't afraid of being discovered at the clan school, would I be in such an embarrassing situation now?"

The fat man grew increasingly resentful as he thought about it. His plump buttocks thrashed about, causing the stool on his back to creak under the weight, as if mocking his incompetence.

"You'll have to pay for the broken chair, even if you and the young master are so close you're practically inseparable!" Qingmeng seized the opportunity to launch into another tirade.

"I didn't come here to seduce the maid; I have important business to attend to."

Upon hearing such a bizarre and malicious analogy, the fat man wanted to leave immediately, but he didn't forget why he was there, so he found various reasons to force himself to stay.

He still remembers very clearly the scene when he took the prescription given to him by Xiao Chong home that day.

Seven days ago...

Overjoyed, the fat man staggered home and presented the prescription to his father, Xiao Banyue, as if it were a precious treasure.

"Can't you walk properly? You're sneaking around like a ghost."

Looking at the crumpled piece of paper, Xiao Banyue chuckled and asked with some confusion, "What is this thing?"

"An ancient elixir formula, which is said to accelerate the absorption of vital energy," the fat man replied mysteriously.

Xiao Banyue casually took it, not even glancing at it, and said, "A pill formula? Where did you get it?"

"I bought it from an old gentleman, a very tall and wise man," the fat man said vividly, feeling quite talented at lying.

"A very tall master? Is he as tall as a room?" Xiao Banyue rolled her eyes at the fat man and said, "You've been fooled again, haven't you? Only you would believe the nonsense spouted by charlatans."

Xiao Banyue clearly had some unpleasant experience in this regard.