"...Junyi, your expression seems a bit off. Did you accidentally misdirect your True Essence during training and hurt yourself?" Li Qingshuang looked worriedly at her companion, waving a hand in front of her eyes.
Li Junyi shook her head, "It’s nothing. I was just thinking, Mr. Wang Jiu is truly a special person. He must be hiding so extraordinary secret..."
"Extraordinary secret?" Li Qingshuang felt a subconscious sense of foreboding.
"Like fifty shades of shadow or sothing?"
Recently, having read sothing similar, Li Qingshuang’s skin tingled all over, "Junyi, don’t do anything foolish."
Li Junyi shook her head again and said, "I’m... quite afraid of pain."
Li Qingshuang sighed in relief, "That’s good..."
"So, if I use so Mafeisan beforehand, will it..."
"Absolutely not!"
While the girls were whispering incessantly, the bald instructor hovering in mid-air finally couldn’t watch any longer.
"Have you seen enough!? Do you want to end up like them!?"
Dozens of young n and won scattered like birds and beasts.
Li Tingshu glanced at Li Chaolu’s miserable state in the distance and felt a sense of lingering fear.
Damn, that guy really uses his hands! Good-looking n are always trouble! As the reigning champion and an undeniable embodint of a good man, how can I lose to this flower-crushing brute!
These fledgling kids need their training volu increased by another ten percent!
——
People often say the sunset is as red as blood.
And today, the young ones in the Li Family Mansion’s Inner Sect, having endured a whole day of grueling special training, were fortunate to see the sunset on a cloudless day.
"...Do you guys think Sister Chaolu is... still alive?"
"She should be, right? Isn’t it said that the Inner Sect is equipped with an advanced Array? Any mortal danger inside would instantly trigger it to protect people."
"But that only applies to sudden, massive risks. For slow-boiling scenarios like this... You see, the bleeding volu is enough to drain a person dry, isn’t it?"
"I’ve seen it now, a person’s blood flowing like a river..."
"Don’t just sit there talking nonsense, won’t anyone go check it out!"
"But Wang Jiu is still there!"
"Is he guarding a corpse..."
While they cautiously discussed, a chubby figure sluggishly stepped closer.
"Mr. Wang Jiu, I... I want to train too."
Mr. Wang Jiu looked at Li Xinyu in surprise, "You want to join my new training plan too?"
Li Xinyu nodded heavily, "Yes, I can’t just watch my sister suffer alone... I really want to persuade you to stop this crazy training, but since Chaolu hasn’t said anything, if I just speak out, she’ll bla . And after all, Mr. Jiu, you’ve been recognized by the family’s elders, so I don’t have the right to question you. I thought it over and decided to endure it alongside Chaolu."
"I see, so then..."
Before Mr. Wang Jiu could finish, Li Chaolu in the pool of blood groaned painfully and slowly said, "No, I disagree."
"Hm?" Wang Jiu curiously looked at Li Chaolu, "What’s the reason?"
"I don’t want to lay in the sa pool of blood with him," Li Chaolu was resolute, "Training with him... absolutely not!"
Li Xinyu was speechless, never expecting that his great self-sacrifice born of trendous determination would be dismissed by his sister just like that!
"Chaolu, I’ll bring my own towel to wipe away the blood, ensuring I won’t contaminate you... If you can’t trust , I can wear diapers, the kind that absolutely don’t leak."
"Shut up, go away!"
As she spoke, Li Chaolu couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Li Xinyu, though conflicted, dared not argue further with a sister who was coughing up blood, and left with a twisted, painful expression.
As Li Xinyu left, the others also dispersed. Though beautiful, the sunset at the end of August seed sowhat inappropriate for children.
Once everyone had left, Li Chaolu sighed deeply, "It hurts... That fat guy has been afraid of pain since childhood; he can’t withstand this kind of training."
Wang Jiu was puzzled, "If I’m not mistaken, you’re rejecting his participation in training because you don’t trust Li Xinyu’s pain tolerance?"
Li Chaolu snorted, "That fat guy is just like Father, super sensitive to pain. As a child, even a little discomfort would have him crying. I may really dislike him, but since he’s my brother, if he screams on the training field, it’ll just make others look down on too."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jiu frowned, "For so reason, your words feel strangely familiar..."
"You... You weren’t thinking of Sister Xin, were you? Absolutely not!" Li Chaolu emphasized seriously, then asked, "By the way, my performance today... was it okay?"
"Based on today’s training, I would rate your performance 95 out of 100, extrely well done," Wang Jiu affird Li Chaolu’s efforts.
"Wonderful!" Li Chaolu bead, "All that blood wasn’t wasted!"
Wang Jiu remarked, "Besides the excellent physical attributes from your developnt, your pain tolerance is remarkable."
"Yes, I inherited it from Mother; I’ve never feared pain. Once, I secretly took Father’s Flying Sword to play, and accidentally had my entire hand severed by Sword Qi... I collected my severed hand without flinching and went to ask Father for Elixir Pills to heal. But before I could say anything, he fainted from the sight of blood, haha! Mother scolded him so much afterwards, didn’t let him co ho for als for days."
As the story went on, Li Chaolu’s voice gradually lowered.
After an entire day of Celestial Divine Sword Technique special training, she had managed to hold out due to her imnse resilience, but the ntal fatigue persisted, soon bringing her to a deep slumber amidst the bloodied grounds.
Upon waking up, she found herself in her small room, with her mother gently stroking her head at the bedside.
"You’re awake? Co eat sothing then. It’s been quite a tough day for you, when Mr. Wang Jiu brought you back, he scared your Father terribly." Saying this, Zhao Yan handed her daughter a fragrant bowl of dicinal porridge.
Li Chaolu stuck out her tongue, "Mom, weren’t you frightened? It did look rather grueso... But really, don’t worry, Mr. Wang Jiu is very considerate."
"I knew that already. Aside from excessive blood loss, Sword Qi rampage, shattered ridians, and internal bleeding, there was nothing serious."
Li Chaolu giggled, "I’m very tough, just like you."
Zhao Yan contemplated, "Yes, if you inherited from your Father, you’d cry for a disinfecting handkerchief over a broken fingernail..."
"...Yes, last ti he used mine." Li Chaolu recalled, "I later let him keep it without asking it back."
With pride and affection, Zhao Yan gazed at her daughter, "Anyhow, since you’ve made up your mind, I won’t persuade you further. Everyone’s cultivation path is personal and can’t be interfered with by outsiders... I have great expectations for you."
Li Chaolu nodded firmly, "I won’t let you down."
"Good, now rest up, I’ll go check on your brother and ensure he completed today’s training plan I set for him."
Li Chaolu’s curiosity mounted, "You devised a training plan for him? Isn’t everyone in Inner Sect Special Training now?"
Zhao Yan looked at her like it was no surprise, "Inner Sect training ends after dinner, there’s still a few hours afterward."
"...True."
After her mother Zhao Yan left, Li Chaolu stared at her empty room, strangely feeling a slight sense of solitude.
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