They all became female demons after being reborn.

Chapter 62 This is just a detail on training your control over true qi.

Wu Cheng picked up his teacup and drank another cup of tea.

No wonder my senior sister acted so strangely just now. Her whole village was massacred when she was a child, and she was the only one who survived. The level of her childhood trauma is more solid than any horror movie I've ever watched in my previous life.

But now is not the time to ponder my senior sister's mental state, as my cheap master is still leaning against the door waiting.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a while, Gong Yuqing simply turned around and walked inside, then left without looking back, saying, "Come in."

Wu Cheng smirked, put down his teacup, and followed him inside.

The furnishings in Gong Yuqing's room remained simple: a large, soft couch, a low table, and an incense burner in the corner emitting faint scents of agarwood.

Gong Yuqing sat down on the soft couch with her back to Wu Cheng. Her long black hair was not tied up in a bun, but instead hung down her back.

Seeing Wu Cheng standing motionless at the door, Gong Yuqing lazily turned her head and glanced at him sideways, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and close the door."

Wu Cheng had no choice but to close the door and then slowly moved over.

Gong Yuqing turned her back to him and continued, "You will be going down the mountain early tomorrow morning, so I will test your skills. Use your true energy to examine the knots in my shoulders and neck, and then find and massage them one by one."

Wu Cheng hesitated for a moment, "Master, isn't this inappropriate?"

Did yesterday's massage turn on some kind of switch?

"Hmph! This is a test of your subtle control over true qi. Don't get the wrong idea." Gong Yuqing turned around and glared at him.

No, no, no, saying that will only make people misunderstand...

But Wu Cheng did not refuse and obediently sat down cross-legged behind her.

Gong Yuqing turned back and gathered her long hair from her left shoulder to her chest, revealing the entire back of her neck.

As she gathered her hair, the collar of her purple silk robe slipped a little to the right, landing precisely on the most rounded curve of her shoulder. The back half of her delicate collarbone was also revealed from the edge of the collar, and her smooth skin glowed with a warm, soft white light under the candlelight.

Wu Cheng took a deep breath and looked down at his hands.

With long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles, they were a pair of fine hands that even her cheap master had praised.

Shaking his head, Wu Cheng channeled his inner energy to his fingertips and then slowly placed it on the back of Gong Yuqing's neck.

The moment their skin touched, Gong Yuqing's shoulders instinctively shrank, but she quickly returned to normal.

The skin on the back of her neck was so thin that the bluish blood vessels beneath it were clearly visible.

Wu Cheng's thumb slowly pushed upwards along the erector spinae muscles on both sides of her cervical spine, and the texture of her muscle fibers could be clearly felt under his fingertips.

Gong Yuqing's erector spinae muscles were much firmer than those of an ordinary woman, but her skin was so delicate that it didn't seem like that of someone who practiced martial arts.

Wu Cheng's thumb quickly stopped an inch to the side of her fourth cervical vertebra. He felt a thin, long, and tough tendon knot under his fingertip. This tendon knot was buried deep in the trapezius muscle and could not be found without careful probing.

"Master, there's a knot in your tendon about half a finger's width below your Fengchi acupoint on the left side. Have you been overworking yourself lately?"

Gong Yuqing buried her face in her arms crossed in front of her knees, her voice muffled, "Isn't it all because of you two unfilial disciples that I've gotten into trouble?"

Wu Chengqian chuckled twice and changed the subject, "Master, can even a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm feel unwell?"

"Grandmasters of the Innate Realm aren't inhuman, but since you've asked... and you're also returning to Lin'an, I'll tell you." Gong Yuqing's muffled voice became much more serious. "If you encounter a hostile Grandmaster of the Innate Realm, remember to run! If you can't escape, immediately beg for mercy!"

Wu Cheng asked curiously, "Master, is the difference between those born with innate talent and those who aren't really that big?"

In this world, apart from innate and acquired skills, there are no specific realms to distinguish, such as skin and bone training or qi and blood. Wu Cheng felt that if one was not careful, even a more powerful expert could be defeated.

But judging from what this cheap master is saying, their innate nature is completely different?

"Of course, there is an insurmountable wall between the innate and the acquired." Gong Yuqing's voice was muffled. "After reaching the innate stage, the body's condition will be completely different. My old ailment is a remnant from before I entered the innate stage."

Wu Cheng's heart was pounding like a cat's claws; the rabbit head was definitely more tempting than the small one. "Master, what exactly is innate?"

Could it be evolving from martial arts to fantasy?

It's already quite amazing that he can generate sword energy and saber aura now, how terrifying must a person with innate talent be?

Gong Yuqing snorted lightly, "Let's talk about it after you feel your true energy growth hit a bottleneck and you can't get stronger no matter how you cultivate. Telling you now will only pollute your mind and won't be as good as it seems."

"However, there is one thing I can tell you: the destructive power of the innate is extremely strong. The reason why your Great Yu Dynasty is wary of the Wentian Sect is never because of the sect itself, but because there is more than one innate master in the Wentian Sect, and they are not sure how many innate masters there are in the sect."

"There are only Grandmasters among those born with innate abilities; there is no such thing as an Innate Master. Anything else is beyond your understanding at this point."

Wu Cheng was speechless. If he didn't want to say, he didn't have to. After all, the other person was his cheap master. He would find out when he returned to Lin'an.

He tightened his fingers, intending to properly "repay" his cheap master.

Based on the experience gained during the massage last night, Wu Cheng has figured out how to adapt to Gong Yuqing's protective true energy.

Gong Yuqing's protective aura was almost tangible, but Wu Cheng sensed that it wasn't a solid block; rather, it would gradually strengthen and weaken in a regular pattern.

When she inhales, her protective aura slightly contracts, while when she exhales, it expands outwards.

The Wentian Sect has two divine martial arts secrets: one is the "Heavenly Heart Technique," and the other is the "Great Void Returning to Origin Technique," which is practiced only by the sect leader's lineage.

Gong Yuqing naturally cultivated the latter.

However, Wu Cheng also cultivated the "Tai Xu Gui Yuan Jue", so his true qi seed was assimilated by the "Tian Dao Juan". But he had never heard of the "Tai Xu Gui Yuan Jue" having such a function that automatically operates with breathing.

It seems that either it was Gong Yuqing's own enlightenment, or it was the effect of the second level of the "Tai Xu Gui Yuan Jue".

However, this is actually a good thing for Wu Cheng.

Because as long as he penetrates his finger force the moment Gong Yuqing inhales, he can press her comfortably without touching her protective aura.

Wu Cheng waited for a breath, and at the very moment Gong Yuqing inhaled slightly and her neck tightened slightly, he inserted his finger force.

Gong Yuqing's back swayed slightly, followed by a short, sweet, and soft nasal sound that escaped from deep in her throat, and then a faint pink ripple spread across the milky white skin of the back of her neck.

Wu Cheng's heart skipped a beat, but he forced himself to stay focused and continued pressing.

As he moved, the collar of Gong Yuqing's purple silk robe slid down another half, revealing a small patch of slightly sunken skin on the inside of her shoulder blade.

Her shoulder blades were beautifully shaped; the position wasn't abrupt, but rather covered by a perfectly fitting layer of soft flesh. At that moment, that dazzling milky white was tinged with a faint blush, like the color of a thin layer of rouge left at the bottom of a white porcelain cup slowly dissolving in warm water.

"Master, your right shoulder acupoint is a bit stiff." Wu Cheng tried to keep his tone normal. "Have you been using your right hand too much lately?"

"Hmph..." Gong Yuqing's lazy, humming tone drifted from the crook of her arm, "I've always used my right hand to wield the sword since I was a child, so of course I'm used to it..."

As Wu Cheng massaged her, her head involuntarily tilted back, almost touching his chest. The collar of her purple silk robe opened slightly with her movement, revealing a small section of her delicate collarbone and even the deep groove beside it...

Wu Cheng's gaze happened to pass over her shoulder and land on that cleavage. He immediately opened his eyes wide and didn't even blink.

As if sensing his gaze, Gong Yuqing suddenly opened her half-closed beautiful eyes, meeting his lowered gaze.

The two men were only three inches apart by the tip of their noses, yet neither of them spoke.