Directly cultivating together with Ling Wuyuan, an [Immortal Realm] being, was the fastest method Yan Xiujin knew of for raising one's cultivation—and there was no second place!!
Whenever Yan Xiujin was miserably suppressed one-handed by the other women, utterly unable to fight back, the urge to give it a try would uncontrollably rise in her mind.
But whenever she truly tried it, Ling Wuyuan would ruthlessly teach her a lesson with his overwhelming combat strength, forcing her to abandon such excessively impatient thoughts.
To be honest.
Although she completely understood that Ling Wuyuan's actions were for her own good, mainly to ensure that she possessed a sufficiently solid foundation.
Still, to call a spade a spade.
She really did want to experience the joy of leveling up continuously.
Moreover, she wanted to experience the supreme joy of casually suppressing her fellow disciples and even her own Master with one hand while chatting and laughing, letting them understand what it meant for the young to bully the old: obediently go line up in the back; if I don't give it to you, you don't get to snatch it----
In short.
The more Yan Xiujin thought about it.
The more unwilling she became to accept it.
Caw!!
Beauties belonged only to the strong!!
I must become the strongest and fiercest one!!
Smack!!
It was a slap that was not particularly heavy, but it was swift.
Not only did it instantly slap Yan Xiujin awake from her incomparably wonderful fantasy.
It also made the back of Yan Xiujin's head ring at once, proving on the spot that it was indeed a good head.
After giving the back of her good junior sister's head a hard slap, Wu Yanlian, the good Senior Sister, narrowed her eyes and asked Yan Xiujin, "What are you laughing