The next morning, eight o'clock.
At the summit of a side peak within the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect, in a temporary training ground.
Fang Mo lounged lazily on a sofa, eating BB Popcorn and drinking Sweet Cola as he watched a young cultivator undergoing grueling special training not far away.
The young cultivator—or rather, Yu Ye—held a one-meter-square block of granite high above his head as he trudged forward. Snow filled the air around him, yet he wore only a thin, coarse linen training outfit. He was drenched in sweat, with faint white steam constantly rising from all over his body.
Behind him lay a continuous trail of deep, heavy footprints.
"Pant... pant..."
Yu Ye had lost his cultivation after all. The cultivation from the Foundation Establishment Pill he had taken yesterday had not even stabilized before Fang Mo forcibly dragged him here to temper his physical body under a boulder weighing over ten thousand jin. Naturally, he was struggling enormously now.
Even so.
He continued carrying the massive stone forward.
Following Fang Mo's orders, he staggered through the raging snow, circling Fang Mo's sofa again and again while gritting his teeth and muttering, "Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-eight, nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine, ten thousand... Sect Master, I've finished!"
After saying that, Yu Ye immediately threw the boulder in his hands to the ground.
Boom!!!
The boulder, weighing more than three tons, crashed down and sent snow flying everywhere.
"Mm, not bad."
Fang Mo had finished his popcorn by then. Somehow, he had produced a handful of sunflower seeds and was cracking them loudly. "First set's done. Take three breaths, then do another set."
"W-What?"
Yu Ye froze upon hearing that. His physical body was now incredibly weak after losing his cultivation, and the first set had already