The next morning, sunlight streamed into Jiang Ye's room through the warehouse windows.

Jiang Ye was getting dressed, looking at the 1.1% progress of Nascent Soul on the system panel, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

However, 0.4% of those were Zhou Ping's wry smiles; no one knew what had happened last night.

Crunch!

Jiang Ye opened the door and saw Lin Qiye and the others gathered in the kitchen.

It seems they already know each other.

He walked over slowly.

"Sword Saint... Senior Sword Saint, are you really here to be our teacher?" Baili Pangpang asked in surprise.

Besides Jialan, Lin Qiye and the others also looked surprised.

Zhou Ping, who had walked more than twenty times last night without getting out, had dark circles under his eyes and kept his head down to avoid their gaze.

"It was... Ye Fan who sent me." His voice was somewhat soft.

Lin Qiye smiled and nodded, introducing himself: "Senior Sword Saint, my name is Lin Qiye."

Then Baili Pangpang, An Qingyu, Cao Yuan, and Jialan followed with their introductions.

Upon hearing their introduction, Zhou Ping slowly raised his head and saw Jiang Ye. His expression changed.

He seemed to remember something, immediately smiled, and extended his hand, saying, "Hello!"

[Nascent Soul Transformation Progress: 1.3%/100%]

Jiang Ye nodded slightly, "You're learning pretty quickly."

Lin Qiye and his companions were taken aback. The Sword Saint, who had been barely able to utter a word just moments before, had actually taken the initiative to greet them.

All eyes were on Zhou Ping, who remained in the same position, but his toes were already digging into the soles of his feet.

In the end, Lin Qiye reached out and grasped Zhou Ping's hand with a smile.

Zhou Ping breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lin Qiye and the others all had smiles on their faces.

He couldn't help but feel certain that he must smile when meeting people in the future, so as not to feel embarrassed or ashamed.

After the group greeted Zhou Ping, it was almost noon.

Lin Qiye took the initiative to take on the responsibility of cooking.

As for Jiang Ye, ever since his eyes were destroyed by the Seraph, his mother Liu Su has never let him cook a single meal, so naturally he can't help either.

Jiang Ye sat at the dining table, staring blankly at the ring on his hand.

Meanwhile, Baili Pangpang kept asking the Sword Saint all sorts of questions, but the latter remained calm, nodding and shaking his head without saying a word.

An hour later, a sumptuous home-style meal was served.

Jiang Ye stared blankly at the dishes for a moment, because two-thirds of them were home-cooked dishes that his mother, Liu Su, often made for him.

Lin Qiye sat down next to him and said with a smile, "I learned this from my aunt before. How does it taste?"

Jiang Ye looked at Lin Qiye, a smile playing on his lips, nodded, and picked up his chopsticks to taste the food.

Meanwhile, Jialan, who was sitting on the other side of Lin Qiye, nudged Lin Qiye with her hand.

The latter turned his head in confusion.

Jialan pointed to a plate of lean meat next to Zhou Ping in the distance.

Lin Qiye nodded in understanding, "I understand, Jialan."

Garan's eyes lit up, and he looked at me, wanting to eat...

But the light in her eyes dimmed the next second.

Lin Qiye picked up a chicken leg and put it in Zhou Ping's bowl. "Senior Sword Saint, please eat more."

Zhou Ping remained calm and nodded to Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye smiled and turned to look at Jialan, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten."

Garan: "..."

After lunch.

After Zhou Ping and Jiang Ye finished cleaning up the warehouse, the other six people cleaned up the warehouse.

The six students sat neatly on the benches, backs straight, ready for class.

The 'Sword Saint,' the number one sword master in the Great Xia Dynasty, is training and instructing them. How many people in the Great Xia Dynasty can enjoy such a privilege?

Given that this was something Commander Ye had obtained through his own body, they dared not slack off even more.

Only Jiang Ye, seemingly serious, was actually thinking about something else entirely.

He was thinking, how could he make Zhou Ping smile from the bottom of his heart? Otherwise, a 0.x% increase was a bit unsettling!

"If you're ready, today's class will begin," Zhou Ping said.

Baili Pangpang nodded excitedly, "We're ready, Sword Saint Senior!"

Zhou Ping nodded and pointed to the cardboard box in the corner, "Come and get the textbooks!"

Lin Qiye and the others' eyes lit up immediately, and they quickly stepped forward to look inside the cardboard box.

It was filled with books, and looked quite impressive.

But when they picked it up, they were immediately stunned.

"The Magic Blade"?

Baili Pangpang held up a copy of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," his face full of bewilderment.

Jiang Ye was holding a copy of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" and seemed to be deep in thought.

Exactly! Aren't entertaining things supposed to bring happiness?

Jiang Ye smiled and looked at Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping, seeing the puzzled looks on Lin Qiye's face, explained calmly, "Today's lesson is about reading."

The group looked at each other blankly.

"Senior Sword Saint, aren't we supposed to be undergoing strength training? Can reading books really improve our strength?" Lin Qiye couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Ping nodded. "Sure, I learned my swordsmanship from novels."

"You can try it, try to feel the characters in the book, and completely immerse yourself in them."

Several people:"……"

"Sword Saint Senior, you're not joking?" Lin Qiye frowned.

Zhou Ping shook his head. "I never joke."

Lin Qiye and the others had no choice but to each choose a book, sit back down, and start reading.

Jiang Ye was about to pick up "The Legend of Zhen Huan" to read when Zhou Ping suddenly grabbed the book and replaced it with "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils".

"You picked up the wrong one, look at this one." Zhou Ping smiled awkwardly.

[Nascent Soul Transformation Progress: 1.4%/100%]

Jiang Ye nodded, sat back down, but kept observing Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping also picked out a book, took a stool, sat down in front of the warehouse gate, and started reading.

Jiang Ye thought for a moment, recalling some greasy, domineering CEOs from his past life... no, comedic comics.

Images of "A-Shuai," "Doraemon," and "Non-Human" flashed through my mind...

I originally wanted to choose "A Shuai", but Zhou Ping's Forbidden Ruins seemed unable to accept this kind of prank-like humor.

So Jiang Ye chose "Non-Human Beings". He gathered the power of myriad phenomena in his hand and quietly transformed the novel in Zhou Ping's hand.

"Non-Human Beings" focuses on the daily lives of gods and monsters, turning ordinary life scenes into absurd and ridiculous ones, thus generating laughs.

In his past life, Jiang Ye himself had laughed so hard he clutched his stomach while watching it.

This should significantly accelerate the progress towards becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Zhou Ping, standing at the door, was reading a book called "The Legendary Twins," immersing himself in the life story of Xiaoyuer.

Suddenly, the words on the yellowed paper became blurry and indistinct.

Zhou Ping frowned slightly, rubbed his eyes, thinking there was something wrong with them.

But when he opened his eyes again, the martial arts novel in his hand had turned into a comic book.

He flipped through it curiously; the cover read "Non-Human Beings".

What is this?

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, then, filled with curiosity, turned to the first page.

Compared to novels, comics, with their combination of text and visuals, have a more intense impact.

Gradually, he actually started watching, and a smile appeared on his lips.

After a while.

"Hahaha..." Zhou Ping suddenly burst out laughing.

Immediately, Lin Qiye and the others, who were quietly reading, turned their strange gazes toward him.

On Jiang Ye's system panel, numbers were flashing.

[Nascent Soul Transformation Progress: 3.1%/100%]

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