In this world, there are always too many things that defy logic.
Just like Yun Ming enjoying spanking Yi Jiang and watching Yi Xuan cry out in pain, it was one of life's great pleasures.
Unfortunately, Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle was asleep.
Otherwise, the two of them could have enjoyed themselves together.
After about ten minutes of 'education,' Yi Xuan still received her share of punishment. She mused that she definitely wouldn't be able to sit down tomorrow.
Her butt hurt, it had been spanked in half by her master.
"That's enough for today. If you do it again, it won't be so simple, little Yi Xuan."
"Oh, mean master..."
Yi Xuan pouted, unhappily moving closer to her sister, asking her to rub it for her.
"Hmm!?"
Yun Ming's eyes widened; he didn't realize she was quite stubborn.
But the facts proved he hadn't misjudged, and the next moment Yi Xuan surrendered, taking his hand and succumbing to his oppressive power.
"Good master, my sister and I know we were wrong."
Although Yi Jiang's bottom was also stinging, she couldn't help but laugh. She hadn't done anything... Little Yi Xuan was truly mischievous.
"Senior Brother, hurry and cultivate with us!"
"Good, you haven't forgotten the main task, but remember to correct your wording. This is not a dual cultivation technique."
"Oh, then is it a triple cultivation?" Yi Xuan interjected softly.
"..."
Yun Ming couldn't help but fall silent. After much thought, he was too lazy to explain; he couldn't reason with this silly child.
Wait a couple more years, when she was older.
After she learned to be shy, he hoped she would still remember these words.
He glanced at the little girl's pouting bottom, and the little girl immediately shivered.
"Where do all these questions come from? Are we cultivating or not?"
"Master is so fierce. He wasn't like this when he brought us up the mountain..."
"Then I'll send you back?"
Yi Xuan puffed out her cheeks, but perhaps she was genuinely a little scared and couldn't find a good way to retort, so she mumbled.
"Master, if you're like this, you won't find a wife later."
"..."
Yun Ming was covered in black lines.
He had discovered that only by not coddling children would one think all children were angels. If you were actually tasked with taking care of them, you'd be half-dead with anger.
"You don't need to worry about your master's wife."
"Tonight, I'll punish you by making you cultivate all night."
He flicked Yi Xuan's forehead and then calmly prepared to cultivate, but he didn't notice Yi Jiang sitting beside him, unusually silent tonight.
But a blush secretly appeared on her pretty face.
Her sister's master's wife... what a messy relationship.
Cultivate well, don't let your mind wander. Those are things for a few years later. Right now, just get stronger and stronger.
Only then would she not be bullied by her Senior Brother in the future.
Each of the three had their own thoughts, and they cultivated all night in the spiritual energy-gathering environment created by Yun Ming.
Yi Xuan fell asleep midway.
In her words, she was 'so full, so sleepy.'
That's right, this girl was once again leeching Yun Ming's spiritual energy, aggressively taking advantage of her master, even sleeping in Yun Ming's arms.
But her cultivation was too shallow, so she couldn't digest much.
Yi Jiang, on the other hand, accompanied Yun Ming in cultivation until early the next morning. Only when she opened her eyes did she realize that Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle liked to strip completely when she slept.
She was greatly shocked, her face red as she ordered her Senior Brother to leave quickly and not to look.
Yun Ming, however, looked accustomed to it.
"Don't worry, it's nothing but a beautiful skeleton."
"Your Senior Brother here has long seen through the worldly distractions; a mere Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle is not worth mentioning."
Actually, it wasn't true. It was because he had seen it too many times and didn't dare to touch, so his mind automatically resisted the temptation.
If it were the Senior Sister... uh, no, no, no.
Yun Ming, Yun Ming, why have you been thinking about such random things lately?
After he finished speaking, a light click sounded in the room for no reason.
Yun Ming glanced at Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle, a slight smirk on his lips.
He pointed to a certain cabinet, indicating that Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle's clothes were there. After giving detailed instructions, he quietly left.
Bai Xian was too lazy to pretend to sleep anymore. Lying on her side, she exuded an air of elegance and nobility, watching the busy young girl.
She said without warning.
"You spoiled Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle's fun, so as a substitute, you must become Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle's fun."
"???"
Yi Jiang truly didn't understand. Fun... what did that mean?
But Bai Xian didn't care. Such a thoughtful child was the most interesting to tease. She pulled out her phone from somewhere.
She scrolled to the photo of Yi Jiang kissing Yun Ming.
"Is this your sister?"
"Ah..." Yi Jiang was dumbfounded, her cheeks flushed, and she started to stammer.
"If it's not your sister, then it's you?"
"It's... Yi Xuan."
Yi Jiang was extremely flustered.
She couldn't help but secretly apologize to her sister in her heart, forgiving her for being interrogated face-to-face, as it was truly awkward to admit.
"Is that so? Could it be that she's fallen for Yun Ming?"
"Although you are still young, most of the children adopted by Yun Kui Mountain are orphans, so their minds mature earlier... Oh dear!"
"This is truly troublesome. She probably doesn't know that down the mountain... what's that place called, Yun Ming also has a childhood friend."
The air suddenly became quiet. Yi Jiang's hand, holding the clothes, trembled, but her ears were perked up straight.
Senior Brother also has a childhood friend... So where exactly is that place? Is Senior Brother on very good terms with her?
Unfortunately, Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle stopped there.
Even when Yi Jiang snuggled up and acted spoiled, asking tentatively, she couldn't get an answer.
"Why are you asking this? Isn't it your sister who likes Yun Ming?"
"I, I have to consider Yi Xuan. Although she's still young, this girl has been stubborn since childhood. Once she sets her mind on something, she'll see it through to the end. I'm afraid..."
"Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle, I have to..."
Yi Jiang grew anxious, and Bai Xian was very happy.
"Haha, what did I think it was? You're all still children, you can't be serious... When you grow up, you'll understand that this is just a false impression of gratitude."
"No more talk, I have something else to do today."
"Little Yi Jiang, keep working hard on your cultivation."
Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle's words always had their logic.
Even if there was no logic, no one on this mountain had a bigger fist than Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle. Yi Jiang wanted to ask for a clear explanation.
But Bai Xian didn't give her a chance.
She lay down next to Yi Xuan, gently patted her still somewhat red bottom, and then slipped away.
Yi Xuan frowned, her chubby face puffed up like a steamed bun, still mumbling to herself, looking like a fierce, aloof master.
"Master, quickly say if you were wrong or not. How dare you hit me when I was little... Were you wrong or not?"
"Ten more hits, don't move, be good~"
"..."
Yi Jiang blinked, turned her gaze, pretending not to hear anything, and looked out the door.
That was close. Thankfully, Senior Brother Yun Ming wasn't here, otherwise, she and her sister probably wouldn't be able to leave this door today.
Meanwhile, Yun Ming and Bai Xian went to the Scripture Repository again. Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle's reading speed was incredibly fast.
One person was worth ten Yun Mings... this was no exaggeration.
People who are good at cultivation aren't necessarily good at reading. Even if these people are naturally intelligent, some are just a bit slow-witted, there's no helping it.
Unfortunately, Yun Ming was the slow-witted one.
As for magical techniques and such, he would learn them instantly. Although he didn't understand the principles, there was just that feeling in the dark.
As for divination, the I Ching, and all those miscellaneous artifact refining and alchemy techniques.
He could remember them, but he couldn't quite grasp them.
Regarding the method to resolve that mass of distracting thoughts, he could only start from where he was most skilled, which was spiritual energy.
Since Aether was corrupted spiritual energy that would corrode and devour consciousness, perhaps spiritual energy could also reverse the process to eliminate distracting thoughts.
As for this method, it would naturally have to be experimented on him and Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle.
Days flew by, and the two finally settled on a treatment plan. However, Yun Ming was the one performing the procedure, and Bai Xian was a little uneasy.
"Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle, don't be afraid. I've gained rich experience on the person in charge of Hui Jing Meike and Ling'er!"
Yun Ming turned his thoughts back to the woman in front of him.
He offered an encouraging and confident smile.
"Ling'er has tried it... then it should be fine. Wait... this is not the same as dispelling Aether..."
Bai Xian's expression uncharacteristically showed a trace of uncertainty and panic. The shadow of the Qing Ming Sword fell across the center of her face. She opened her small mouth, dumbfounded, and couldn't help but shiver.
She knew exactly how much knowledge her little Martial Nephew had learned.
That's why she and Xuan Mingzi forbade this guy from casually treating illnesses and saving people, fearing that he might accidentally kill someone... But now, this patient was her.
This was truly amusing, wasn't it... Bai Xian showed a very obedient expression, raising both hands in surrender, "Yun Ming, Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle was wrong, isn't that enough!"
"Good Martial Nephew, listen to me... Let's go down the mountain first and try it on someone affected by the Foul Breath."
She began to sway from side to side, trying to evade him.
Even if an ordinary person was contaminated with Foul Breath, how much could they be affected? Besides, their situation was unique.
Trying it would be useless.
Moreover, he was very sure that no one would die!
Therefore, Yun Ming chose to refuse.
"Little Grand-Aunt Martial Uncle, don't move around, or I'll prick the wrong spot."