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

"You...you wicked disciple!"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

In an instant, Gong Yueli's cool face was flushed with a rosy hue like the morning sun.

She instinctively shrank back a little and quickly used her two slender arms to block the top of the papaya.

Now, her sense of shame and immorality has reached an all-time high.

You should know...

The psychological states of being forced and voluntarily submitting are completely different.

No matter how absurd and outrageous things had been with that wicked disciple before...

It was all because of her wicked disciple that she was forced into this situation.

She could also use the excuse of her wicked disciple's shamelessness to absolve herself.

But this time is different.

Although there was the reason of coercion from her wicked disciple, there was also an element of her actively flattering him.

As the dignified number one sword immortal of this era, he actually wore only a thin sword armor and waited in the room for that wicked disciple for several hours...

This is absolutely appalling!

Even traditional storytellers wouldn't dare write it like this!

After a long silence, Gong Yueli added, feigning seriousness:

"You unfilial disciple, you were only forced into this by the bet. Once you leave the flying boat, I will never agree to any more absurd things you ask for!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Cheng Ran couldn't be bothered to listen to any excuses; now, it was Xiao Cheng who was in charge.

He stepped forward, grabbed his master's arm, and pinned her to the ground.

"Therefore, Master, please let me do as I please on the flying boat."

"After all, we, master and disciple, love each other and know each other inside and out..."

"Pah!"

Gong Yueli was both ashamed and angry, and she clenched her teeth.

But now that she was acting like a woman from the Hehuan Sect, she dared not look Cheng Ran in the eye.

Therefore, she had no choice but to turn her head to the side and say defiantly:

"I don't have a wicked disciple like you!"

"But I have you as my teacher who imparts knowledge and instructs me."

Cheng Ran, still grinning, picked up Gong Yueli's hair.

The delicate fragrance wafted from the ends of her hair, a truly delightful experience that made one want to start a thrilling duo match.

Fed up!

No need to endure any longer!

Cheng Ran said quietly:

"By the way, Master, weren't you very interested in my Daoist essence?"

"So what?"

Gong Yueli responded coldly, wondering what this disciple was thinking.

Cheng Ran suddenly stood up and, under Gong Yueli's questioning gaze, clenched a jade pendant.

Immediately, a blue light burst forth beside him, exuding a proud vitality.

What is he going to do...?

Gong Yueli could tell that Cheng Ran was probably trying to activate some kind of "opportunity".

But aren't the two supposed to be having a sword duel? Why do they need to use a special opportunity?

However, in the next instant...

The belt hit the ground.

The shadows obscured her cool and aloof face, and Gong Yueli's gaze suddenly trembled:

"This, this is..."

Cheng Ran stretched his arms and began to speak eloquently:

"The Dao of Life can temper the body and integrate into the bones and blood, giving the mortal body the power to shatter mountains and split rocks."

"And I used it to strengthen my Supreme Bone."

They actually enhanced it?!

People were dying before!

What is it now?

Xiao Gong is still a child. It's impossible for him to absorb so much knowledge all at once!

Gong Yueli's breath caught in her throat; her heart was filled with sorrow and utter despair.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

"Oh my god..."

......

......

Two and a half hours later.

[Gong Yueli's submission level +7%, current submission level 13%, unlocking the second stage of submission level rewards.]

[Ding! Ye Chen's luck value -40, host's villain value +40!]

Cheng Ran looked at the gift of the hero that the system had given him, and then glanced at Gong Yueli, who was covered in snow-white sweat.

She was breathing softly through her nose, and had already fainted.

No way.

We finalized an import deal worth over a billion yuan.

Even a mere sword immortal master like myself is unable to grasp such a great opportunity!

but......

Today is only the first day of the airship journey.

Therefore, Cheng Ran had no intention of directly imparting all his knowledge.

He is determined to follow the path of sustainable development!

"Master should rest for a while too."

Cheng Ran straightened his clothes, stretched his limbs a bit, and then came to the table to prepare for quiet meditation.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed a bronze mirror on the table.

The bronze mirror is surrounded by intricate patterns, and its surface is as clear as the moon, faintly exuding a powerful spiritual energy.

Cheng Ran picked it up and examined it closely for a few moments:

"Is this the magical artifact that Master uses to look up study materials?"

He had seen Gong Yueli use this before, so he knew its specific effects.

Oh, right.

Suddenly.

An idea popped into his head.

"That question could be asked of this bronze mirror."

Cheng Ran, carrying the bronze mirror, walked to Gong Yueli's side.

He then took Gong Yueli's hand and touched each of her fingers across the mirror, exhaustively trying to find the password.

Finally, as the right index finger touched the mirror...

Swish-

A sliver of light gradually appeared on the originally dim mirror surface.

Immediately afterwards, two more lines of plain, tiny handwriting appeared:

"Xuan Tian Tong Jian"

"Does the master have any questions?"

After a moment's thought, Cheng Ran began to write on the mirror with Gong Yueli's finger.

"What moves have the demon races of the Northern Territory made in the last hundred years?"

After writing for a short while...

Then, words appeared on the bronze mirror:

"Master, since you slew the demon in the northern border a hundred years ago, the demon race has never invaded the human race's territory again, until recently when they joined forces with the Yin-Yang Sect to slaughter the Qingyun Sect under the Yaochi Holy Land."

After reading it, Cheng Ran rested his chin on his hand thoughtfully.

This seems to be no different from what he knew...

The demon race suffered a severe blow.

The Yin-Yang Sect's strength is far from being able to challenge the Four Great Holy Lands.

Who gave them the courage to send spies into the four holy sites?

Weird.

however.

Just then.

A new line of text appeared before my eyes:

"Master, we have also found a piece of information. Recently, three Nascent Soul cultivators went to the Northern Territory to search for rare and precious materials, but their whereabouts are still unknown."

"Missing?"

Cheng Ran knew things weren't that simple, and frowned.

The seemingly declining demon race...

The mysteriously missing monk...

Could it be that something unclean has appeared among the demons of the Northern Border?

This is a bit bad.

"If it's the demon race and has nothing to do with that idiot Ye Chen, then it's fine."

"But if Ye Chen's opportunity becomes related to the demon race, then things might get a bit complicated..."

It is well known that those destined for greatness are easily drawn into various major events.

Help Ye Chen look after the women and manage his opportunities.

It was still within the scope of Cao Cao's business.

But if it involves some great cause of fighting against the Yin-Yang Sect and the demon race...

He doesn't have the power to manage it yet.

It's already quite an achievement that they can keep Ye Chen's women in check for now.

Suddenly.

The text on the mirror changed once again:

"Master, is there anything else you'd like to ask me?"

"That's all for now."

Cheng Ran muttered to himself, but just as he was about to pick up Gong Yueli's finger to write,

He suddenly raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, what have you been paying attention to lately, Master?"

For a modern person.

Study materials on drive E, browsing history in the browser, game stats...

These are the three most unspeakable secrets.

Cheng Ran suddenly became curious about what kind of things a master at the Mahayana realm would pay attention to on a daily basis.

Thinking this, he picked up Gong Yueli's finger and wrote on the mirror:

"Query history".

Soon after, the words appeared.

"Information related to the Dao of Life..."

"The history of the Northern Slave Palace..."

"The Deeds of the Ancient Demon Lord..."

"That's perfectly normal?"

For some reason, Cheng Ran felt somewhat disappointed.

however.

next moment.

"If a cultivator at the Mahayana Realm is struck by a Foundation Establishment Realm laser, will...?"

"Is it normal for a woman without cultivation to faint once within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn...?"

"My best friend found out she had a... relationship with her apprentice. What should she do...?"

Cheng Ran: "???"