Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Lin Mo's gaze swept over Mu Wanrong and Lin Yun'er again.

"You're all the same; you have to train whether you want to or not. This is an imperial decree."

Mu Wanrong sighed and bowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, I obey."

Lin Yun'er quickly followed suit and bowed.

"This servant obeys the decree."

Lin Mo walked up to Xia Ruoling.

"Didn't you want to learn the most powerful swordsmanship? Show me what you've got."

Xia Ruoling raised the wooden sword.

"Your Majesty! Behold my move, splitting a mountain in two!"

Xia Ruoling slashed down with her sword, and the wooden sword flew out of her hand.

Snapped!

The wooden sword crashed down at Lin Mo's feet.

Lin Mo was speechless.

"That's called splitting Mount Hua in two! Is your 'Clear and Bright Sword Heart' even reliable?"

Xia Ruoling stuck out her tongue and ran over to pick up the wooden sword.

"I accidentally dropped it."

Lin Mo shook his head and turned to walk in front of Xia Youyue.

"And you? A blind swordsman, that sounds pretty cool."

Xia Youyue tilted her head slightly.

"I can't even see where the sword is."

"Sword practice relies on the heart, not the eyes."

Lin Mo grasped her wrist and placed a wooden sword into her palm.

"The Netherworld Dark Body is most sensitive to aura. I helped you clear your meridians last night, now is a good time to test your skills."

Xia Youyue's ears turned slightly red, but she remained silent.

last night……

It has indeed been connected...

"alright!"

Lin Mo clapped his hands and glanced at the five delicate beauties in front of him.

"Let's begin the first training exercise! Everyone, run ten laps around the training ground!"

Mu Wanrong's eyes widened.

"Ten laps? Your Majesty, my body cannot withstand such suffering..."

"No food until you finish the run, and you'll have to do extra training tonight."

Lin Mo remained unmoved, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

"Run! Run!"

Xia Qinghan turned and rushed onto the track, her white skirt billowing in the wind.

"Ninth Sister, wait for me!"

Xia Ruoling followed, holding her wooden sword.

Mu Wanrong and Lin Yun'er exchanged a glance, and finally followed helplessly.

Only Xia Youyue stood there, holding the wooden sword, her blind eyes staring straight ahead.

Lin Mo walked over and took her hand.

"I'll take you with me."

Feeling the warmth from her palm, Xia Youyue's lips curled up slightly.

……

After a few laps.

Mu Wanrong was the last one.

Her hair was disheveled, and her purple palace dress was soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her voluptuous figure and outlining breathtaking curves.

"Your Majesty... I... I really can't run anymore..."

Mu Wanrong supported her knees, panting heavily, her legs feeling as heavy as lead.

Lin Mo, holding Xia Youyue's hand, turned to look at her.

"You have to run even if you can't. The Xuan Yin Mei Gu style emphasizes femininity, but that doesn't mean you can be useless. With your stamina, how will you serve me tonight?"

Mu Wanrong's cheeks burned, and she could only grit her teeth and continue walking.

Ten laps completed.

Apart from Xia Ruoling, who was still lively and energetic, the other four had completely lost their composure.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill transformed their physical bodies.

However, their long-standing habits have made it difficult for them to psychologically adapt to this high level of exertion.

Mu Wanrong slumped onto the bluestone slab, gasping for air.

Lin Yun'er leaned against the weapon rack, too weak to even stand up straight.

Xia Qinghan supported herself on her knee with one hand, sweat dripping down her fair chin and splashing onto the ground.

Lin Mo sat in the armchair, slowly sipping his tea.

"The effects of the Marrow Cleansing Pill are still accumulating in your bodies; a little movement will help them absorb it better. Don't you feel much lighter now?"

The girls were taken aback and carefully sensed it.

Sure enough, a warm current gradually surged through my sore muscles, and the fatigue vanished.

Instead, there is an unprecedented lightness.

Lin Mo put down his teacup, stood up, picked up a few wooden swords, and handed them to them.

"The second task is to swing the sword, one thousand times for each person."

"Like this."

Lin Mo joined his two fingers together and casually swiped forward.

call--!

A sharp whistling sound filled the air.

A dark golden energy shot out along the ground, carving a deep white mark on the hard bluestone slab.

Gravel flew everywhere.

The women looked at the white marks on the ground, then at the wooden swords in their hands.

Mu Wanrong groaned incessantly; she, the dignified Empress Dowager of the Great Qian Dynasty, had never suffered such torment.

Xia Qinghan snorted coldly, taking it as the tyrant deliberately showing off.

Lin Yun'er looked nervous, afraid that she would not do well.

Xia Youyue turned her head slightly, silently sensing the lingering sharp aura in the air.

Only Xia Ruoling's eyes lit up, and she was so adoring that she wanted to clap and cheer.

"What are you all standing there for? Get moving!"

Lin Mo adopted the demeanor of a strict teacher and urged him on.

Forced by the tyrant's tyranny, the sound of swords being swung erratically suddenly rang out on the training ground.

The scenes of wielding swords were incredibly diverse.

Lin Mo walked to Xia Ruoling's side.

The girl was wildly hacking and slashing with the wooden sword, without any strategy or technique.

"Raise your hands and use your waist to generate power."

Lin Mo grabbed her wrist and lifted it up.

Xia Ruoling leaned against Lin Mo's chest.

"Your Majesty, is this how you exert force?"

Stand up straight.

Lin Mo patted her on the waist.

The Clear Sword Heart lived up to its reputation; with just a little guidance, Xia Ruoling's movements became perfectly standard.

Each sword strike carries a natural rhythm.

Lin Mo turned to look at Mu Wanrong.

The Empress Dowager held the wooden sword, but her movements were weak and feeble; it was more like she was dancing than practicing swordsmanship.

"The Empress Dowager's sword dance is quite good, but its lethality is a bit lacking."

Lin Mo walked up behind her.

Mu Wanrong turned around, panting heavily.

"Your Majesty, I have no strength left."

"No energy?"

Lin Mo stepped forward and half-embraced her from behind, his large hand enveloping her soft hand that held the sword.

"How about coming to my palace tonight, I'll give you some energy boost?"

Mu Wanrong blushed to the roots of her neck, and her body went limp.

Lin Mo took her forward with a feint strike.

The unique feminine energy of Xuan Yin Mei Gu surged out from the wooden sword, stirring up a few fallen leaves on the ground.

The fallen leaves were shredded by an invisible force in mid-air.

"Focus on the flow of energy within your body and direct it towards the blade."

Mu Wanrong did as instructed, and a lingering purple light suddenly emanated from the tip of the wooden sword.

Lin Mo nodded.

Xuan Yin Mei Gu is absolutely effective as a support/control character.

Next is Lin Yun'er, with the exquisite water spirit body.

Lin Yun'er gripped the sword with both hands and swung it blindly with her eyes closed.

"stop."

Lin Mo pressed down on the sword.

"Water benefits all things without striving; your sword should be continuous and unbroken."

Lin Yun'er looked at Lin Mo with a blank expression and timidly.

Lin Mo could only use his hands to grasp her wrists and perform a sword flourish.

Fine water droplets quickly condensed in the air.

As the sword rotated, the water droplets transformed into a light blue blade, slicing through the air in front of them.

"Remember the trajectory of this moisture flow."

Lin Yun'er nodded blankly.

Next up was Xia Qinghan.

Xia Qinghan gripped the wooden sword and slashed out, creating a loud bang in the air.

Mystic Ice Body, a berserk ice attribute.

"He's quite strong."

Lin Mo leaned against the weapon rack.

"Mind your own business!"

Xia Qinghan glared at him.

"Strength alone is useless; swordsmanship is all about speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness."

Lin Mo casually picked up a tree branch.

"Come, attack me."

"Come on then!"