I started by controlling his master, and the protagonist begged me to slow down my kicking.

This wicked disciple...

They're up to no good again!

Gong Yueli was taken aback upon hearing this, and then a look of panic immediately appeared on her face.

You know, last time that wicked disciple even played role-playing games with her!

The orders she's given this time will be even more outrageous and absurd!

and......

This wicked disciple is by no means a reckless fool.

Even after learning of Ye Chen's strength, he still dared to make a bet with himself...

Perhaps they have some trump card up their sleeve.

Not sure, let's see...

Gong Yueli's lips parted slightly, and after a moment's thought, she asked:

"Since it's a bet, it can't just be you who benefits. If you don't win, what benefits will I get?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ran raised an eyebrow and looked at Gong Yueli with great interest:

"Oh? When did Master become so concerned about his disciple's affairs?"

Gong Yueli gave it a cold glance:

"How can I not be careful when dealing with a shameless scoundrel like you? Speak up, and I'll make a decision after you've finished."

"All right."

Cheng Ran waved his hand and gave the answer he had already prepared in mind:

"If Master wins the bet, I won't challenge you to a sword duel on the flying boat these next few days, how about that?"

I don't know how to debate swords...

That sounds good?

and many more!

Gong Yueli's expression suddenly shifted, and she sensed something amiss in those words:

"You wicked disciple, you wouldn't have originally planned to stay on the flying boat..."

Cheng Ran nodded slightly upon hearing this:

"From the airship, one can overlook the entire land of Kyushu. Such a beautiful scene is something I naturally wish to share with my master."

"Therefore, I intend to stay with you in the same room on the flying boat for the next few days."

"Shameless scoundrel!"

"I am your master, how could I possibly live under the same roof as you!"

Gong Yueli had never seen such an extraordinary person before, and she was so angry that she trembled.

It should be noted that these small houses on the flying boat are equipped with soundproofing, and the cultivators from the Yaochi Holy Land should not come looking for her.

This means that no one would notice that there was a wicked disciple hiding in her master's room!

What will this wicked disciple do in the future...?

It goes without saying!

Gong Yueli subconsciously tensed her legs, recalling the fear of being dominated by her wicked disciple with a collar and leash last night:

"You disgrace to your sect! If you think of such treasonous things again, I will punish you by making you copy the sword manual a hundred times..."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ran shook his head; his master's threat was indeed getting weaker and weaker.

"Alright, stop being so arrogant. Master, just tell me, are you willing to bet with me?"

"Oh."

Gong Yueli glared coldly at Cheng Ran and said viciously:

"Do I have any other way out? If I don't gamble with you, you'll definitely come to my room and take advantage of me."

"Master, do you mean you're willing to gamble with me?"

Cheng Ran asked with an awkward smile.

Don't ask questions you already know the answer to.

Gong Yueli turned her head away, no longer looking at this shameless wicked disciple.

To be honest, though, she still felt Ye Chen had a better chance of winning, after all, the life essence within Ye Chen was extremely powerful...

Even if the wicked disciple has a trump card, he should still be unable to reach it.

At this moment, Cheng Ran straightened his clothes and said calmly:

"Alright, since Master has agreed, I will take my leave now."

Gong Yueli was not pleased with what she heard:

"Get out of here."

"Master is truly heartless."

After saying that, Cheng Ran didn't linger and walked towards the outside of the observation platform.

However, just as he was about to leave the observation deck, he suddenly turned back and asked:

"By the way, Master, since you dislike sparring with your disciple so much, could you please stop making me sleep on wet sheets all the time?"

"That would cause my disciple to misunderstand."

"???"

"!!!"

Gong Yueli's shame turned to anger, and she casually summoned her silver-white longsword.

However, after Cheng Ran finished his boastful talk, he ran away in a flash.

There wasn't a single person in sight.

"You wicked disciple! May you die a horrible death!"

In the vast observation deck, only the incompetent master remained, still stubbornly arguing.

......

......

The main hall of the flying boat.

Ye Chen looked at the Xuan paper in front of him, and the corners of his mouth turned up at a forty-five-degree angle.

This wave.

He appears to be on the first level, but he is actually on the fifth level!

Everyone knows that Sister Yunxi obtained a pill for Ye Chen!

But few people know this!

That pill was a low-grade Heaven-level "Myriad Transformations and Life-Giving Pill"!

While repairing its own meridians, it also endowed itself with an extremely powerful life force!

Using this life force, this small spirit-drawing contest begins...

I can only say it's a matter of doing whatever you want!

Thinking this, Ye Chen looked at Su Chan'er, who was in charge of teaching beside him, and asked gently:

"What should I do?"

Su Chan'er, her complexion unchanged beneath the light veil, took out a sheet of Xuan paper.

A glimmer of green light shone from the tip of her slender index finger. She closed her eyes and pressed her fingertip against the Xuan paper.

Immediately, green spiritual energy flickered on the Xuan paper, and ink wash painting marks gradually emerged.

After doing all this, Su Chan'er explained:

"Simply concentrate your mind and guide the life force within your body."

"Okay, thank you, sister."

Ye Chen nodded at the rather pretty girl.

Then, following Su Chan'er's instructions, he concentrated his mind, extended his index finger, and entered a state of guiding the Dao of Life.

at the same time.

Ink marks began to appear on the rice paper in front of me.

However, somewhat surprisingly...

The drawings were extremely messy and completely disorganized!

The various colors are mixed together, making it look like a random doodle!

It's extremely ugly.

This naturally made the surrounding Yaochi cultivators shake their heads:

"For a first-time participant in spirit illustration, the resulting drawing should be so haphazard..."

"Yes, that's right. Even for someone who isn't a cultivator specializing in the Dao of Life, it's quite an achievement to create such a picture."

"Exactly! If it were Senior Brother Cheng, he definitely wouldn't have drawn it like this!"

As for these taunts...

Ye Chen, however, didn't care at all.

Women, you have no idea how powerful I, Ye, am!

Once you realize it, you'll definitely be captivated by my charm!

Ye Chen suppressed his smile.

He's getting serious!

The hastily drawn lines gradually came together to form an outline.

After a transformation, it actually formed a long sword hanging diagonally under the pine tree!

The sword was uncolored, yet its cold light was outlined with varying shades of ink.

It looks incredibly well-drawn.

"The sword intent was fierce, yet the will to live was also hanging by a thread..."

"That's impossible!"

The female cultivators from Yaochi present were all speechless with astonishment at this scene.

Just because!

It's immediately obvious that Ye Chen's painting surpasses all the previous paintings in quality.

Even if it's their most satisfying paintings.

It's not necessarily true that it can surpass Ye Chen's painting.

The female cultivators were completely bewildered.

Little did they expect that this disciple of Wenjian Peak with his mocking face would...

They actually surpassed them in the application of the Dao of Life!

This doesn't make sense!

A young deacon approached Ye Chen and asked rapidly:

"How did you do that?"

Hahaha!

Now you know how powerful I, Ye, am! You're about to be conquered by me!

Ye Chen was overjoyed, but on the surface he pretended to be nonchalant, wiping his nose and saying:

"Nothing special, just a stroke of luck."

"this......"

The female cultivators hesitated to speak when they saw Ye Chen showing off.

Actually, they were still a little unhappy.

Anyone could see that Ye Chen was deliberately showing off, slapping them in the face, and thinking he was incredibly handsome!

But the frustrating thing is, you can only keep your frustration to yourself...

After all, none of the disciples present could create a painting that surpassed Ye Chen's.

"By the way, senior."

Ye Chen suddenly thought of something and looked at the steward beside him:

"May I have this painting?"

The Jade Pool steward nodded:

"That's fine, but what do you need this painting for?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and looked towards the observation deck on the top floor, a figure appearing in his mind.

The figure was dressed in white, as white as snow, and held a sword with an air of aloofness and detachment, unlike any other in the world.

"This painting is related to swords, and I would like to give it to my master."

Ye Chen said calmly.

My heart was pounding.

After all, this painting was the first gift he gave to his master.

If, many years later, the two are no longer master and disciple, but rather Daoist partners, and they see this painting again, they will surely smile sweetly...

however.

Just then.

A voice he loathed pulled him back to reality:

"Esteemed ladies, I, Cheng, would also like to participate in this spirit painting activity. Is that permissible?"

(PS: Sorry, the author had a mishap and deleted the setting from the previous chapter where Ye Chen's bragging could restore his luck value! I felt that setting wouldn't be as satisfying if it were added! Instead, I changed it so that the protagonist simply wanted to befriend his master. What do you all think?)