The female disciples were all delighted.
Once they had them in their hands, they could hardly bear to put them down, especially since they were supreme quality.
These supreme-quality grade-two pills were all types that were extremely useful to Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.
Whether bought individually or sold, they would fetch several hundred mid-grade Spirit Stones no matter what.
As inner disciples, if they took no missions and simply coasted along, their monthly allowance was only twenty mid-grade Spirit Stones and fifty low-grade Spirit Stones.
To them, this was already a great deal.
Jiang Yantian nodded in satisfaction.
They were all young people. They needed drive-and vigor.
He had no shortage of these things. He could even be said to have as many as he wanted.
He simply could not be overly generous, lest he breed complacency in these people.
Punish mistakes and reward merit. That was standard procedure.
After the female law enforcement disciples left, Jiang Yantian turned his gaze to Banqiu and Nuandong...
The next day, Jiang Yantian got up bright and early!
His stamina was inexhaustible, and he did not need any rest at all.
Jiang Yantian left the room, walked into the courtyard, and spread his arms!
His black dragon-patterned robe bathed in the sunlight.
The golden dragon embroidery was particularly eye-catching, complementing the black robe perfectly.
His silver hair was tied up, with two locks hanging at his temples, making him especially handsome and charming.
"Rise in the morning, embrace the sun, let your body fill with brilliant sunshine!"
Jiang Yantian stretched and rolled his neck.
"Young people should go to bed early and get up early. I imagine Ye Feng must be awake too."
"At her age, how can she sleep?"
In the spirit of brotherly affection and the deep bonds between fellow disciples, Jiang Yantian felt it necessary to pay Ye Feng a visit.
"System buddy, set me up with a mission to wake Ye Feng!"
[Ding! Certainly, host. Your system buddy is devoted to serving you. The host wishes to accept a mission. Generating mission!] [Ding! Wake-up mission accepted. Since the mission difficulty is far too low, the reward is also very ordinary: 3,000 Humiliation Points!]
"Whatever, it's just for fun!" A wicked grin spread across Jiang Yantian's incomparably handsome face.
He took two steps and walked off the summit.
He strode through the air, powerful ripples spreading outward beneath his feet, and vanished from sight in an instant.
The next moment, he had already appeared in the disciples' compound on Azure Mist Peak!
Quite a few people here had begun meditating and cultivating early.
Some were also practicing their swords, comprehending sword intent.
After all, Luo Xingcai belonged to the Sword Dao Lineage, and all her disciples cultivated the Sword Dao.
Jiang Yantian had also been a sword cultivator back then, but his talent had truly been mediocre. Sometimes, when he tried to put in some effort, that bastard Ye Feng would rely on her superior talent to play the know-it-all and give him pointers.
Things like, "Lower your sword a little. Your sword, lower it! Lower your sword!"
It was so annoying!
Who the hell else would he slap if not her!
The disciples in the compound spotted Jiang Yantian too, their eyes lighting up, every one of them itching to crowd around him and scream.
He was the Mysterious Spirit Sect's king of popularity!
"Shh!" Jiang Yantian smiled faintly and pressed a finger to his lips, gesturing for silence.
Some female disciples clutched their chests, nearly charmed to death.
But no one dared make a sound.
Jiang Yantian had lived here before, so naturally, he knew which room was Ye Feng's.
He walked over slowly. As he was about to enter, he gave a gentle flick of his finger, and the door opened soundlessly.
Once he was inside, the door slowly closed on its own.
Jiang Yantian surveyed the interior.
A filthy room and spotless pockets-that described Ye Feng perfectly.
Ye Feng was still fast asleep, settled in meditation.
Jiang Yantian walked to the head of the bed, slowly raised his right hand, then rolled up his sleeve with his left.
"Hah~" He even breathed into his palm with a great sense of ceremony.
"Get the fuck up!"
Smack!
Jiang Yantian's palm struck the sleeping Ye Feng hard across the face.
Boom!
"Ah~ Fuck!" Ye Feng cried out in pain.
There had been no Spiritual Qi behind that slap, so it was essentially pure physical damage, with no added effects.
But the strength of a Nascent Soul powerhouse was no joke.
As the slap landed, two of Ye Feng's teeth visibly flew out, and her entire body was knocked onto the floor.
It had all happened too suddenly. Ye Feng clutched her face, utterly stunned by the slap.
Having been forcibly booted up, she could not gather her wits at all, her head swiveling rapidly as she looked this way and that!
"Senior Brother, what's wrong? Senior Brother, did you have a nightmare?" Jiang Yantian crouched down and supported Ye Feng by the arm.
His face was full of concern.
"????"
Ye Feng panted heavily, her head buzzing.
Only then did she see Jiang Yantian.
"You... you..." Ye Feng's vision went black, and she nearly passed out from anger.
[Ding! Wake-up mission completed. Reward issued!] [One great slap, and Ye Feng wants you dead; two teeth knocked loose, and Ye Feng crawls on the floor. Humiliation Points +5,000!]
Jiang Yantian was still quite satisfied.
The deeper Ye Feng's resentment toward him, the more humiliated she would feel when he screwed her over, and the Humiliation Points would not be too few.
What a virtuous cycle.
Ye Feng's face had visibly swollen.
It was bright red, like a monkey's ass.
"Senior Brother, what egg-zactly happened? You're not dead, are you?" Jiang Yantian was still helping him up.
But rather than helping, he was merely pulling her up, then lowering her again, tugging her back and forth and swaying her around.
"Jiang Yantian, Jiang Yantian!" Ye Feng gritted her teeth.
Her gaze was like a blade as she glared fixedly at Jiang Yantian.
"I'm here, I'm here. What's swell?"
"Urgh..." Ye Feng suddenly clutched her chest, nearly losing her breath.
She had spent a long time venting last night, then cultivated afterward. Only when the sky turned fish-belly white had she taken a brief nap.
Who the hell could have imagined Jiang Yantian would actually come over?
He was a Nascent Soul Middle Stage powerhouse. How could he possibly have noticed him?
And he had even given her a huge fucking slap.
Especially this brute, who had the gall to ask, all fake concern, whether she had had a nightmare! Asking what was swell? Wasn't she swollen enough?
Was this something a fucking human being could do?
If you were human, then stop acting like a dog!