Chapter 1 A Storm Brewing

"This Wan Lei has been quite the sensation lately."

Not far from the main peak of the Yin Yang Sect, on an unremarkable mountain, stood a unique and elegant manor.

Within the manor, in a small pavilion, sat a beautiful young woman.

The woman wore a Yin Yang Sect daoist robe, the loose garment failing to conceal her graceful figure.

There were four people in the pavilion. The other three were kneeling.

These three were precisely the three Primordial Spirit realm disciples who had fought Wan Lei earlier.

"Senior Sister Qu, it's not that we are too incompetent, it's that Wan Lei is too cunning. Before our match, he claimed to be Qian Shaoshao, Qian Duoduo's cousin, and tricked us into competing with him.

As soon as we fought, we realized how strong he was. If we had known he was Wan Lei from the start, who would have dared to compete with him?"

The disciple kneeling on the ground wailed.

"You're pathetic. Knowing your opponent is strong, you wouldn't compete? Then, if you encounter enemies on the battlefield in the future, will you also immediately fall to your knees and beg for mercy?

With such spirit, are you even fit to be disciples of the Yin Yang Sect?"

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister Qu, you are right to scold us."

"Also, why do you always come here to kneel? This is not a battlefield, and I am not your commander.

We are all disciples, and our status is equal. There's no need to kneel to me."

"How can that be? Senior Sister Qu, you are the only inheritor disciple of our generation. Your cultivation rivals that of the elders, and your mastery of battlefield command, formations, and tactics is unparalleled. How could we not kneel before you?"

"You kneel to everyone you meet, regardless of whether they are your parents, elders, or the sect master. As long as they are stronger than you, you kneel.

Do you know why you haven't made any progress all these years? It's because by constantly kneeling, you've long since knelt away all your backbone.

Without backbone, without pride, how can you have the drive to strive and improve?"

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister Qu, you are right to teach us…"

"Get up!"

Senior Sister Qu's beautiful eyes flashed with sharp light. She was severe, frightening the three into immediately standing up.

"Rotten wood."

Losing interest in them, Senior Sister Qu's gaze turned to the sand table on the table.

"Um... Senior Sister Qu, now all of our cultivation time for Primordial Spirit disciples has been taken by that Wan Lei. We have no cultivation time left."

"That's because you lost. If you gamble, you must accept the consequences."

"No, at least leave us some! Back then, didn't we leave some for them too?

That Wan Lei is too ruthless. He didn't leave us even a minute. What are we Primordial Spirit disciples supposed to do?"

"What does that have to do with me? I don't use the Life and Death Disk. You should go find the Sect Master about this matter."

"Oh dear, my Senior Sister Qu, the Sect Master is your biological master, and he is also Wan Lei's biological master.

He won't intervene in this matter."

"Oh, then there's nothing that can be done."

Seeing that Senior Sister Qu was unyielding and had no intention of coming to their aid, the three gritted their teeth secretly, racking their brains for how to persuade her.

"That's right, Senior Sister Qu, that Wan Lei has successfully cultivated Elder Da Zhuang's Yin Yang Dao Rhyme - Awesome Version." Da Feng Novel Network.

"He succeeded?"

This statement finally caught Senior Sister Qu's attention.

"Yes, Senior Sister Qu, you don't know, that Wan Lei's cultivation..."

"Tell me all the detailed information about Wan Lei."

The three were overjoyed upon hearing this. After all, Senior Sister Qu's most frequently spoken words were: 'Know yourself and your enemy, and you will win a hundred battles.'

Her asking for information about Wan Lei meant she was going to act.

Young Master Lei, unaware that he had attracted the attention of a great beauty from the Yin Yang Sect, was currently asleep on the floor of his cave dwelling.

There was no way about it. Even if Qian Duoduo wanted to put him on a bed, wouldn't he need a bed first?

Lei Di's Cave Dwelling,

Barely anything.

Fortunately, his injuries were not severe. It was just that the impact force of that blow was too fierce, causing his body's self-preservation mechanism to temporarily shut down.

In simple terms, he was unconscious.

There were no outsiders in the cave dwelling; only Qian Duoduo and Ba Ernu were guarding Wan Lei.

The two had somehow obtained a long bench. Qian Duoduo sat at one end of the bench, while Ba Ernu lay on the bench, her head resting on his thigh, her small mouth slightly open…

Catching grapes fed to her by Qian Duoduo.

"Does it taste good?"

"It's very sweet."

"Then eat another one."

"Okay."

"Hehe."

This was the scene Young Master Lei saw when he woke up.

"I never expected that an ice queen like Ba Ernu could be trained by you into a little puppy. You're truly amazing."

Wan Lei rubbed his aching head and looked at the two with a chuckle.

"Oh, he's awake."

Ba Ernu suddenly sat up, her pretty face flushed red.

"That's all thanks to your Brother Lei's excellent teaching. You could even handle someone as difficult as Fang Xiaoyu, so this is nothing."

"So you put me on the floor? You guys are comfortable, you even have a bench to sit on."

"I would have put you on a bed if there was one."

"I need to get some furniture."

Young Master Lei looked at the empty cave dwelling, feeling like it lacked a sense of home.

He should build a bedroom, then a living room, and a kitchen in a corner.

The living room should be furnished with the finest sandalwood furniture, with tea and fruits on the table.

The bedroom should have a large bed, yes, one that's over ten meters wide, so wide it has no friends.

Flowers should be hung on the bedside, and the wardrobe should be placed by the entrance. The corridor shouldn't be too wide, just enough for a person to pass.

Yes, that's about it, but it still feels like something is missing. It seems like it's missing a wife. If I bring Xiaoyu back, that life would be beautiful...

He dared not imagine.

Young Master Lei chuckled foolishly, fantasizing about a decadent future of luxury and idleness.

He vaguely recalled that he had initially just wanted to set up a bed.

Sensing the looks of concern for a simpleton from Qian Duoduo and Ba Ernu, Young Master Lei quickly put away his smile and said seriously,

"What are you looking at? It's time to cultivate. That cultivation time on the Yin Yang Life and Death Disk was obtained through my painstaking efforts, and it must not be wasted.

You two, all day long you only know laziness and infatuation. You must know that cultivation is the righteous path. Everything needs strength to support it. Without strength, all beauty is an illusion."

Young Master Lei cast a look of pity and disappointment at the two, took a breath, and walked towards the outside of the cave dwelling.

Qian Duoduo and Ba Ernu exchanged glances, unsure what had gotten into Young Master Lei.

"Pfft, you're just jealous. If your wife were here, do you think you'd still care about cultivating?"

Qian Duoduo scornfully rebuked Young Master Lei and followed him out.

The three arrived outside the Yin Yang Life and Death Disk. On the steps, hundreds of Nascent Soul disciples were cultivating.

Seeing that it hadn't even been half a day and Wan Lei had already arrived, they were all invigorated and quickly rose to pay their respects.

Wan Lei nodded at them casually, signaling them to continue cultivating and not to mind him.