The next day.
Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu returned to the valley.
Nangong Huang, Murong Xuan, and the others were sleeping soundly on the ground.
"Still pretending?"
The corners of Chu Kuangren's lips curled slightly.
He was a living, breathing person, and he had walked over without concealing his aura. There was no reason Nangong Huang and the others would not have noticed him.
If they really could not notice him, with vigilance like theirs, who knew how many times they would have died already?
So there was only one answer: they were all pretending to sleep, hoping to delay training for as long as they could.
Chu Kuangren looked at them with a playful glint in his eyes. Then a terrifying force field spread outward from him.
Battle King Domain erupted!
Those pretending to sleep were immediately given a tremendous fright. They had not expected Chu Kuangren to unleash a major move without even calling out to them.
Under the Battle King Domain, none of them could keep pretending. They hurriedly circulated the Spiritual Power within their bodies to resist the immense pressure coming from every direction, but they still groaned incessantly.
Before long, they lay panting on the ground, their Spiritual Power exhausted. Now, even getting up was difficult.
"Still going to pretend?"
"Sect Leader, w-we were wrong."
Nangong Huang and the others hurriedly admitted their mistake and gave in.
Then they noticed that Lan Yu, standing behind Chu Kuangren, was carrying two wooden buckets, from which wafted waves of enticing fragrance.
"What's that?"
Nangong Huang asked in surprise.
The fragrance from those wooden buckets actually stirred an intense, irrepressible hunger in his body, which had been drained of Spiritual Power.
As cultivators, they rarely experienced such a strong physical need. It was as though they were mortals