Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

From the moment she got up in the morning until the scorching midday sun, Zhang Ruoxue stayed in the center of the front yard of the courtyard house without stopping for even a second.

Unlike Ye Yuchan, Zhang Ruoxue began the 360-degree hell training that Yunping had mentioned the day after returning from the Lunzhuan Street amusement park.

After observing for a long time, Ye Yuchan still couldn't figure it out, only that Zhang Ruoxue seemed to be practicing a set of martial arts techniques.

Strangely, there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy between each punch and palm strike.

Moreover, this setup—Ye Yuchan felt it looked somewhat familiar.

Out of curiosity, she asked in a low voice, "Hey old rogue, what martial arts techniques did you teach Ruoxue?"

"Me? I didn't teach her any martial arts skills, but if I had to name one, I'd say it was boxing."

"Fist techniques?" Ye Yuchan looked at Yun Ping in confusion. "Fist techniques that aren't martial arts skills? Like my fighting techniques?"

Yunping took another sip of cola, exhaled a refreshing breath, and replied, "Pretty much, but it's a bit different from your fighting style. When I trained with you, you weren't carrying any weights."

"Carrying weight?"

Indeed, Ye Yuchan noticed that Zhang Ruoxue was not wearing a sailor uniform or cat ears at the moment, but was wearing a heavy silver armor. Such a heavy outer garment obviously restricted Zhang Ruoxue's movements, making every step and every punch look particularly awkward.

Moreover, Zhang Ruoxue's punching speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, making Ye Yuchan dizzy and unable to discern any pattern.

"Ruoxue, what kind of fist technique is this? I don't understand it at all."

"She's just started practicing, her movements aren't even standard, and she's carrying weights, so of course you won't understand."

"So what exactly did you teach her?"

Ye Yuchan glanced at the tea beside her, which was slowly cooling down. Her pretty face flushed slightly. She hesitated for half a second before picking up the teacup and taking a sip.

Yun Ping pondered for a while, then silently took off his sunglasses, his dead fish eyes staring at Ye Yuchan with a grin.

Then, he slowly uttered two words.

"Wing Chun".

"puff--"

Ye Yuchan spat the tea out of Yunping.

However, the tea she sprayed seemed to be deprived of the concept of time, as if it were bound and frozen in mid-air, before rapidly evaporating into pale green smoke that drifted away.

Yunping, still smiling, looked at Ye Yuchan, who was wiping her mouth in astonishment, and couldn't help but tease her.

"What's wrong? I taught you women's self-defense techniques combined with military combat boxing. Why are you so shocked?"

Ye Yuchan blushed, seemingly embarrassed by her loss of composure, and her tone became sharper.

"I...how would I know? I was just scared by you!"

"but--"

Ye Yuchan gradually lost her shy expression and looked at Zhang Ruoxue, who was practicing a distorted version of Wing Chun in the courtyard. Her expression turned somewhat ugly.

She spent the second most time with Zhang Ruoxue after Yunping, and in every sense, she could be said to be the person in the courtyard who understood Ruoxue the most.

That's why she knew Zhang Ruoxue's weaknesses.

talent.

"The grand finale of all martial arts styles is just around the corner. Is it really a good idea to have her practice Wing Chun as a basic form of boxing, rather than a martial art, at this time?"

Yes, Ye Yuchan did not believe that Zhang Ruoxue could master Wing Chun in just over a month.

As she said, Wing Chun is just the most basic boxing style. It's not that this style of boxing is not strong, but that Wing Chun's strength lies in close combat when two people are of equal skill level. Wing Chun will definitely have the upper hand.

However, Zhang Ruoxue's cultivation level was only barely at the Spirit Palace stage, placing her at the bottom among near-level cultivators.

If you meet and start fighting, they'll crush you with their martial arts skills and cultivation level. Who would give you a chance to fight a close-quarters battle when you're evenly matched?

Therefore, she thought that the old rogue would be better off giving Ruoxue a powerful set of boxing techniques, giving her another trump card.

However, the old rogue did not give her a direct answer—

"Xiao Yuchan, let me ask you, do you think there's any truth to the saying 'Heaven rewards diligence'?"

"Heaven rewards diligence?"

Ye Yuchan repeated these four words, took a deep breath, and said, "I think it makes sense."

Yunping shook his head. "No, that's wrong."

Seeing Ye Yuchan's astonished expression, Yun Ping said coldly, "Perhaps in that world, diligence could make up for differences in talent, but in this world, that's simply a pipe dream."

"No matter how hard you work, if you lack talent, you will only be mediocre for life. No matter how much a snail cultivates, it can never defeat a demon. No matter how much a mortal tempers his body, he can never defeat a cultivator."

"Then why..."

Ye Yuchan didn't understand.

She originally thought that Yunping was going to use the "heaven rewards diligence" method to train Zhang Ruoxue, making her break through her limits through endless practice.

But now Yunping himself denies this idea.

Yunping noticed Ye Yuchan's confusion and took over her question, "Then why did I still have Zhang Ruoxue practice Wing Chun? The answer is simple: because hard work doesn't always pay off, but it does in martial arts."

"Martial arts?" The silver-haired girl was stunned. "Isn't that the Great Dao founded by Martial Emperor Gu Tianren?"

"Yes."

Yunping looked up at the sky, as if he were staring at some being above the heavens. “The way of heaven is cruel, but the way of martial arts is different. Gu Tianren is a fool who only knows how to fight desperately, and Xuan Lei is a fool who only craves freedom. They are different, but neither of them likes the way of heaven.”

"So they all defied what was considered fate."

After all that had been said, Ye Yuchan still didn't quite understand—

She pouted and rolled her eyes at Yunping, "So what does this have to do with the reward of hard work in martial arts?"

Yunping rolled his eyes at Ye Yuchan in response.

"The Way of Heaven can influence the world, and so can the Way of Martial Arts."

"You may not know this, but it is real. The martial arts established by a certain hotheaded martial emperor were actually discovered through countless failures."

"In other words—the so-called 'thousands of trials and tribulations' is considered foolish in the eyes of Heaven, but for those who cultivate martial arts—"

The young man calmly watched Zhang Ruoxue as she continuously practiced Wing Chun, his memories unconsciously drifting back millions of years.

Yes, the Martial Emperor was definitely a hothead.

But he was indeed a person who pioneered a great path with the persistence of a naive youth, and on the path of naive youth, he undoubtedly went the furthest.

In this era of spiritual cultivation where everyone reveres talent and skill, almost all cultivators have forgotten that the foolish boy Gu Tianren was a complete idiot with extremely poor talent, almost a useless person.

"For them, the best and most correct path is to be tempered and refined through countless trials."

"The way of martial arts rewards diligence"—this is the essence of the saying.

Yunping continued the conversation, his tone calm yet tinged with a hint of relief.

He was gratified that Zhang Ruoxue was indeed someone who had undergone rigorous training and refinement.

Wisps of white smoke rose from Zhang Ruoxue's body. The boxing technique that Yunping had told her earlier appeared in her mind, and her already sore and numb muscles surged with a burning sensation again.

She had been training for five hours. During those five hours, she had not drunk water, rested, or spoken. She had only been carrying the armor, which weighed over a hundred pounds, and constantly punching and stepping.

Despite the sweat pouring down her face and the aching muscles, she never stopped.

She knew that if she wanted to catch up with others, with her talent, the only way was to work desperately.

To catch up with Zhang Xiaohan and bring her younger brother back to the right path, she must become stronger!

As the iron fist struck, Zhang Ruoxue felt streams of heat flowing through her meridians, and her spiritual energy began to circulate on its own without her prompting.

She had no time to worry about the inexplicably burning spiritual energy within her body; she shifted her feet slightly and clenched her fists.

Puff puff!

A subtle, hollow sound echoed in front of Zhang Ruoxue. She felt as if she had entered some kind of peculiar realm. In this realm, she could no longer feel the pain and fatigue in her body. All she felt were her increasingly skilled footwork and fist techniques.

Yunping taught her only one path.

That's what it means to be tempered and refined through countless trials!

64. Regarding Luo Kui

Zhang Ruoxue's path was destined to be a thorny one.

She didn't have Ye Yuchan's astonishing talent, nor Lin Yuan's exceptional double pupils, and she didn't cultivate from a young age like Fan Luokui, who had access to top-tier cultivation resources.

Zhang Ruoxue is very ordinary, so ordinary that she would be easily lost in a crowd of cultivators wandering the streets.

It is precisely because she is ordinary that she only has that one path to take.

A path that countless people throughout history have flocked to, yet few have ever truly grasped its essence.

Yunping stopped paying attention to Zhang Ruoxue and instead got up from the recliner, clutching the Coke bottle.

As the saying goes, the master leads you through the door, but the rest is up to you to cultivate yourself.

While this statement is somewhat ambiguous, it must be acknowledged that teachers cannot always stay by their students' side.

Raising apprentices is like raising children; overprotecting them will only make them dependent and unable to be independent.

Zhang Ruoxue's cultivation is her own, and Yun Ping will not interfere—or rather, Yun Ping always believed that this girl who came from the small Jingyuan Village had a heart that many people did not possess.

Of course, he had considered the possibility that Zhang Ruoxue might be working too hard.

He infused several complex spells into the weighted armor. If Zhang Ruoxue's body showed signs of cracking due to overtraining, the spells would activate and force her to stop.

The old rogue didn't want Zhang Ruoxue to cripple him, that would be a huge loss.

"Let's go."

The young man in white, without turning his head, said something to the maid who was standing there dumbfounded, and then walked listlessly and listlessly towards the backyard.

Ye Yuchan scratched her head, gazing somewhat reluctantly at Zhang Ruoxue, who was still practicing her punches and steps in the center of the front yard. A hint of struggle flashed in her eyes.

She was initially reluctant to see Zhang Ruoxue undergo arduous training using the method of tempering and refining, but the radiant light that seemed to emanate from Zhang Ruoxue's eyes as she swung her fist made her abandon the idea of ​​going forward.

Turning around, the silver-haired girl sighed and then followed the young man.

Zhang Ruoxue, however, never looked away.

……