Xiao Long had been tormented by Chu Yang for a week.
At times, Chu Yang thought about providing him with some psychological guidance, but his coping mechanisms were much stronger than anticipated.
Perhaps after witnessing Chu Yang ascend to immortality, Xiao Long developed a deep sense of reverence for him.
Youngsters were just like that; they admired whoever looked good.
Chu Yang, stepping onto the immortal path bathed in lightning, was, in Xiao Long's eyes, no different from the awe a young child felt upon seeing Ultraman.
However, when it was time to cry, cry he must.
In seven days, Chu Yang had forcefully reduced his physique by a full size.
Moreover, Chu Yang consistently brought valuable herbs from the medicine garden that Xiao Long loathed with all his heart.
He had been exhausted to the point of numbness, but after consuming them, fatigue vanished completely. Sometimes, after eating certain spiritual fruits, he would feel a burning sensation throughout his body, a desire to go out and achieve great things.
The result was that his weight loss training had been virtually non-stop. Any coach would be stunned by the effectiveness of this weight loss.
“Can I start cultivating now?”
Xiao Long asked Chu Yang with a sense of grievance.
Although he had lost weight, his strength had actually increased by several tiers. This might be related to the rare heavenly treasures Chu Yang had fed him, and also to his Chaos Physique constitution.
This tangible feeling of his own strength improving had greatly diminished Xiao Long's resentment towards Chu Yang.
Chu Yang observed Xiao Long’s body with his [Insightful Eyes] and nodded with satisfaction, “It seems the weight loss is very successful. Let’s put a pause on the weight loss training for now.”
Xiao Long was stunned, thinking he had misheard, “R-really?”
Chu Yang threw him a mirror, “Look at yourself now. Aren't you quite grateful to me?”
Xiao Long wanted to say he was grateful to Chu Yang’s ancestors, but upon seeing himself in the mirror, his eyes widened.
He was only twelve years old. Previously, his face was chubby. Although he always tried to act mature, a chubby child looked younger than average.
Now, he saw a reflection with such sharp, defined features.
“Hiss… Wow, won’t this drive Xiao Mei crazy?”
“Look at your ambition. Xiao Mei doesn't like you anymore; she likes theMeteor Brother Li Qingyun.”
“What? I don’t believe it!”
“Why wouldn’t you believe it? Look, this is the social media post from your beloved Xiao Mei.”
Xiao Long stared at Chu Yang’s phone, his eyes losing their luster.
His Xiao Mei had become an ardent fan of Li Qingyun, exhibiting this by, but not limited to, voting on various websites Li Qingyun himself didn’t know about, and posting photos of Li Qingyun daily.
“No!! How could this be? That Li Qingyun is so old…”
Chu Yang scoffed, “Old what? He’s only eighteen, better looking than you, has high talent, and is also powerful. Brother Chicken is outdated, so aren't all the fans flocking to Li Qingyun?”
Xiao Long clutched his pillow, his heart aching so much he couldn't breathe.
“Damn it… Too damn infuriating! Vulgar! Utterly vulgar!”
“Do you want Xiao Mei to change her mind and favor you again?”
Xiao Long’s eyes lit up, and he grabbed Chu Yang’s hand, “Master, you must have a way to teach me!”
Good heavens, he was already calling him Master.
Before Chu Yang arrived, he mostly cursed him as a good-for-nothing, questioning the meaning of love in this world, which would make children pledge their lives.
Chu Yang incited him, “Do you know why Li Qingyun looks so handsome?”
“What do you mean? Plastic surgery?”
“Of course not. Although his foundation is good, when it comes to looks, there are many people in our Xia Kingdom who are better than him. The biggest bonus point is his cultivation.”
“But I haven’t even started cultivating, and he’s already a Golden Core stage expert!”
“You’re thinking too small, too small-minded! Cultivation is a long process. Those whose cultivation times differ by less than ten years are considered peers. How much longer has he cultivated than you? Later on, breaking through a minor realm takes several years. Plus, you are still young. The foundation I’m laying for you now is something they don’t have. Your future will surely be above his!”
“Is that true, Master?”
“Can that be fake? Once your cultivation improves, your aura will follow. Look at Daoist Bai. Putting aside his cultivation, isn’t he just an old geezer? But because his cultivation has improved, he looks more like an immortal, and even his scams have fans to defend him.”
The more Xiao Long listened, the more reasonable it sounded, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
“If you want your Xiao Mei to favor you again, it’s very simple. You just need to surpass Li Qingyun. You are younger than Li Qingyun, have a better foundation than him, and as long as you listen to me, surpassing him will be a piece of cake!”
Xiao Long’s heart immediately ignited with boundless fighting spirit, and he already envisioned many passionate lines of dialogue.
For example, lines like “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river” or “Who speaks of invincibility, who dares to claim they never lose.”
“Master, I have awakened!”
Chu Yang patted Xiao Long on the shoulder and said, “Since you have this resolve, we shall commence the next phase of special training!”
Xiao Long’s heart skipped a beat, “What next phase of special training?”
Suddenly, he felt like he was being gaslighted…
“Isn’t this perfect timing? The Body Tempering Fluid I specially prepared for you has been refined. I’ll take you to play around in the ruins of the Li Huo Palace…”
Before Xiao Long could react, their figures flickered, and they appeared inside Xue Qianwei’s alchemy room.
Xue Qianwei was startled by Chu Yang's sudden appearance, “Damn it, you appearing so suddenly! If you disturb my refining process and something goes wrong, will you fix it?”
“It’s fine. I calculated that you had already finished simmering before I entered.”
“Alright, you pervert…”
“Stop fooling around, let’s get down to business.”
Xiao Long was still in a state of utter bewilderment. With a flash, he was directly transported to another world.
Then, a large cauldron appeared before him… or rather, it should be called an alchemy cauldron.
Inside was a bubbling, blood-red liquid, and a vast wave of blood energy erupted from it. It was unclear what kind of soup was being simmered.
Xue Qianwei crossed her arms and glanced at Xiao Long, “Is this that… Chaos Physique you took in?”
“His mentality isn’t fully mature, and his physique is a bit lacking, so he can’t participate in those secret realm trials for now.”
“Oh, no wonder he needs this ‘Dragon Blood Body Tempering Fluid.’ But can he really endure it?”
“It’s fine. Everything is under my control.”
Then, Xue Qianwei looked at the bewildered Xiao Long and flashed an evil smile.
“Little fatty, take off your clothes. Strip completely, and then jump in.”
Xiao Long: “!!!”
Every single word Xue Qianwei said made his pupils tremble!
“N-no…”