Thud! Thud! Thud!

  In a metal-walled room, Yun Wuji stood at the ter, his body was tense uhe crushing hundred folds of gravity. The air felt heavy, pressing down on him from all sides. Every breath ainful, his chest rising and falling with effort as he struggled to stay standing.

  Soured from his forehead, running down his fad soaking his clothes. His muscles screamed in pain, every part of his body fighting against the intense force trying to pull him down. His legs shook, khreatening to give out, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay upright.

  Yun Wuji's arms were outstretched, holding heavy weights that felt even heavier uhe intense gravity. His hands gripped the metal tightly, knuckles turning white from the strain. He could feel his bones creaking uhe pressure, but he refused to give up.

  Every move was slow and deliberate as he lifted one foot off the ground, taking a siep forward. The gravity tried t him down, but he fought back with sheer determination. His breath came in ragged gasps, his vision narrowing as he focused on the step, and then the .

  Finally, after what felt like an endless struggle, he reached the other side of the room. His body shook untrolbly, and he could hardly stand.

  Thud!

  With a loud thud, his butt hit the ground. Struggling, he moved his trembling hand with difficulty and pressed a button on the bracelet on his wrist.

  Swoosh!

  The gravity returo normal, and the crushi lifted from his body.

  He y on the ground, arms and legs spread out, and closed his eyes to rest. To stimute his blood produ, he bihe dragon morph teique with extreme pressure training. This method was something he had copied from Yun Che, who had used spatial storms when he was trapped ihe Primordial Ark to force his body to produce blood quickly.

  Yun Che's Dragon God's bloodline reached a tration of ohousandth in a short time thanks to that.

  With the bination of external and internal stimution, Yun Wuji's body grew stronger as the Dragon God's marrow produced blood at a faster speed.

  "Dragon Ball is bullshit! I'm training in 100-fold gravity, where's my Super Saiyan power? Where's the strength to blow up ps?" After resting for a while, Yun Wuji muttered pints and then sat cross-legged.

  He focused on his profound veins and started atempt. The light moved from the base to the first entrance...

  Sed entrance...

  Third...

  Tenth...

  Tweh...

  Thirtieth...

  Fortieth...

  Fiftieth...

  Sixtieth...

  Sixty-first...

  Boom!

  Yun Wuji, sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly jolted violently. His body shook untrolbly, and his face went pale as a ghost. Blood streamed from his nostrils, staining his lips. His profound veins, already under immerain, ruptured again with a painful burst.

  "Shit!" he cursed through gritted teeth before losing sciousness and colpsing to the floor.

  "Shit! That hurts! I'm going through so much; this teique better work or I'll... I'll... ah, never mind." After nearly an hour, Yun Wuji regained sciousness, stood up, and used his profound energy to off the sweat and blood. Cursing under his breath, he ged into a fresh set of clothes.

  "Good work, young noble~," g Yue said with a bright smile as Yun Wuji walked out of the gravity room. She was dressed in her maid uniform, her eyes shining with admiration.

  "Hmmm," Yun Wuji hummed, nodding, and walked towards the garden. g Yue smiled and followed him. Even though she was called a maid, she didn't actually do any of the usual maid work or heavy chores.

  The pace is fully equipped with formations like ing formations, repairing formations, and unication formations. It maintain itself without any need for manpower.

  Her job is to apany Yun Wuji, chat with him, and sometimes give him a massage or serve as a p pillow.

  She's happy to do this. In the past week she's spent here, she's felt more tent than she ever did as a princess in the royal pace, especially after her mother's death.

  "Young noble, you seem tired. Would you like a p pillow?" g Yue asked with a smile, gently pulling her skirt to reveal her alluring smooth, round thighs. She knew Yun Wuji liked her thighs, so she proudly showed them off.

  "Sure," Yun Wuji said, looking at her thighs and nodding. He was about to ask her that anyway and added, "You know you just call me by my name, right?"

  "I prefer calling you young noble, hehe~" g Yue giggled in response. Even though they had grown closer in the past week, she still liked using the title "young noble" because it felt special and personal to her.

  "...even with my frightening genius, I still 't figure out women," Yun Wuji shook his head and muttered to himself.

  They found a fortable spot, and g Yue k doatted her thighs, "Young noble, your favorite p pillow is ready~"

  "Why do I feel like you're more eager for the p pillow than I am?" he asked.

  "It's just your imagination, young noble~" g Yue said with a pyful smile.

  Yun Wuji was too zy tue and sat doced his head on her soft thighs, he closed his eyes and rexed, the sensation was heavenly, up close he could smell her fragrance.

  He didn't want to admit it, but her thighs felt eveer than Chu Yue's. Of course, he wasn't dumb enough to say that out loud.

  g Yue gently massaged his head, her touch tender and calming. As her fingers moved, they lightly brushed against his lips, the most attractive part of his face apart from his eyes. Her touch was soft and careful, sending a shiver through her as she felt the warmth of his lips.

  They stayed like this for a long while until Xia Qingyue, Xiao Lingxi, and Xiao Che found them, "Master!"

  "What do you want?" Yun Wuji lifted his head but didn't move. He had no iion of giving up his p pillow just because his disciples arrived.

  "Today is the weekly iion," Xia Qingyue said, casting envious g g Yue. Xiao Lingxi also looked at g Yue with envy, while Xiao Che gazed at Yun Wuji with admiration and envy.

  'As expected of master!'

  "ht, I almost fot!" Yun Wuji remembered that it had been a week sihe st iion. He had been so indulged in those sinful thighs that he pletely lost track of time!

  "..." Xiao Qingyue, Xiao Lingxi, and Xiao Che.

  "Alright, here's today's topic: 'You beat the shit out of someone in a petition, and their master suddenly fronts you. What will you say to them?'" Yun Wuji shifted to a more fortable position and said casually.

  The trio thought silently for a moment.

  Yun Wuji didn't rush them and watched with i. For him, this was the most iing part of being their master.

  "Master, I have an answer!" Xiao Lingxi spoke up fidently.

  "Let's hear it, Lingxi," Yun Wuji said.

  Xiao Lingxi turned her head lightly as if looking to her side and said with disdain, "Sorry, but I am not generous with fucks."

  Yun Wuji stared at her in surprise and asked, "...Where did you learn that?"

  Xiao Lingxi looked down, a bit embarrassed, and replied, "I read it in one of the books in the library. Is it wrong?"

  Yun Wuji was taken aback. He had written many books for fun, including some with tent from his past life, ahem in the pace library. He hought Xiao Lingxi would actually read them.

  "No! You did great, keep up the hard work," Yun Wuji said, shaking his head and giving her praise.

  "Hmm," Xiao Lingxi nodded with a big smile.

  "Master!" After Lingxi, Xia Qingyue raised her hand as well.

  "Go ahead, Qingyue."

  Xia Qi on her usual cold and indifferent expression and said, "I already went easy on him and only used 1 pert of my strength. Who told your disciple to be so weak?"

  "Hmm, it's good, but you could've doer. Try harder ime," Yun Wuji said.

  "Yes, master!" Xia Qingyue replied, disappointed but still nodding her head.

  Xiao Che also raised his hand to answer.

  "Go ahead, Little Che."

  Xiao Che put his hands on his hips and said proudly, "My master is Yun Wuji. If you have any pints, go talk to him."

  "..." Everyone looked at him in silence.

  "What? Is it bad?" Xiao Che asked, a bit nervous.

  "No, it's great. I just didn't expect you to improve so quickly," Yun Wuji said, shaking his head.

  "..." Xia Qingyue looked at Xiao Che with incredulous eyes, she didn't expect him to say something both badass and fttering to Yun Wuji at the same time.

  "..." g Yue stayed quiet, watg the master and his disciples with a mix of disbelief and fusion. Is this really how a master is supposed to train his disciples?