Infinite Sharing System: Cultivating With My Sister In The Apocalypse Chapter 51: Texting Lil Sis

(1 week later, disciples’ quarters, weakest disciples’ room.)

Xuan stared at the ceiling of his lovely room. Sure, it might be the shittiest, but in the grand sche of things, if there was a bed, a toilet, and a kitchen, what more could a man want?

Should I reach out to Yuelan? Xuan wondered. She did leave behind a few ssages. I guess before training starts, I should reply to her.

So with that in mind, he went ahead and sent her a ssage.

A few minutes passed in silence until finally, he got a reply.

He rolled his eyes.

Before he could reply, she continued.

"Haha..." Xuan rolled on his bed, nearly falling off. She’s still the sa. Though I’m pretty sure she’s a little stronger than now.

After all, aside from body tempering, Xuan didn’t make much progress.

He was still being beat up by the other disciples, but bit by bit, Xuan felt as if he was starting to grasp sothing.

Every fight, I feel like I’m almost there, but I can’t move my body in ti. I know they’re much stronger than , but...

Xuan suddenly rembered who he was chatting with, so he imdiately sent a ssage.

He went over the agreent he had made with Huizhen, mainly the cuffs that sealed away his Qi.

After he was done, Yuelan took a mont for herself, then replied.

Xuan sighed.

He tilted his head, confused. Before he could reply, Yuelan went into more detail.

Seeing that, Xuan fell into thought for a mont.

_Fight them with durability instead of strength...? _Xuan grumbled. I guess that would be a bit different than what I was thinking.

He really thought that he could sohow strengthen his body to a point where he could match the Spirit Masters’ speed and strength, but clearly, his thinking was flawed.

But Yuelan’s idea was great. In fact, it was extrely great.

After a single week, it took the Spirit Warrior disciples 8 hits to break a bone instead of the usual two. As for the Spirit Masters, he hadn’t fought a single one since he broke his forearm a week ago.

Thankfully, they have healers here too. Otherwise, I might’ve been screwed.

Anyhow...

His brows furrowed.

Of course, he wouldn’t want her to. Those people chased after money more than anything, and since there was no money now, he could imagine where their desires might land.

Shaking his head with a sour look, he waited for her reply.

Knowing my history... Xuan sighed. Of course she knew about it. How couldn’t she? The many tis I ca back bloodied, I guess telling her I fell down the stairs wasn’t enough, even if she was a child.

But despite that, he could still give her so advice. Despite what many people would think, there was only one way to deal with gangsters.

Xuan smiled and nodded to seemingly no one.

With those words, he finally closed the chat box and stood up. His legs were slightly sore, but he ignored that feeling and stood by his door.

And almost like clockwork, he heard a knock, followed by his door opening slightly, revealing the familiar bald head of the instructor who was in charge of the disciples’ quarters.

He had a look of disdain on his face, but deep down, Xuan assud this guy was a softie.

"Jiyan, sa old training?" Xuan asked with a smile.

Jiyan scoffed. "You won’t be doing any combat training for the next month, head monk’s orders. You and a few other weak disciples have been assigned to endurance training."

His smirk widened.

"Today, you will be climbing up and down to the top of the tallest mountain peak five tis. The person who does the worst will climb it ten tis instead."

"..."

Aweso timing.