Wan'er Was Secretly Cultivating

In the backyard of the Jiang Mansion, the sun had just risen.

Ever since the fight between Jiang Ping and Lei Jingyun yesterday, the backyard was still a mess.

Lei Jingyun glanced at the messy backyard and couldn't help but sigh.

He was holding a broom in his left hand, and his eyes were listless. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well.

But he didn't dare to stay in bed. As soon as dawn broke, he hurriedly got up to clean the backyard.

He didn't expect that as a recruiter of the Chuanyun Sect, he would become a handyman in the Jiang Mansion.

He wanted to run, but he didn't dare.

Jiang Ping had placed a restriction on his body, and his life was in his hands.

Jiang Ping even threatened him, forcing him to stay in the Jiang Mansion as a handyman for a year.

At the thought of this, Lei Jingyun wanted to cry but had no tears.

Jiang Ping looked harmless, but when he fought, he was extremely cruel.

After his encounter with Jiang Ping, he finally understood what a wolf in sheep's clothing was.

Lei Jingyun was filled with regret again.

He didn't know what kind of sin he had committed.

Originally, he had been recruiting new disciples in Fusheng City.

But now? He ended up in Xiaoyu Town as a handyman.

Of course, these weren't the most important things.

The most important thing was that he couldn't understand how a remote settlement like Xiaoyu Town could house an expert like Jiang Ping.

To be able to defeat him so easily, Jiang Ping must be an expert at the origin core realm or above.

Such a person would be worshipped in the Chuanyun Sect.

Yet, he was hiding in Xiaoyu Town for some unknown reason.

For a moment, Lei Jingyun seemed to have discovered some secret, and even his breathing became a little hurried.

In his opinion, an origin core realm expert only did things for a good reason.

This was especially so for a young and powerful young man like Jiang Ping.

Could it be that there was something extraordinary in Xiaoyu Town?

If Jiang Ping knew what he was thinking, he would definitely feel helpless.

There were indeed treasures in Xiaoyu town, and they were his three daughters.

Lei Jingyun was still thinking when he suddenly heard a string of light footsteps.

The sound could not escape his ears on this quiet morning.

Lei Jingyun quickly found a place to hide.

After all, he was not familiar with the Jiang Mansion, so it was safer to keep a low profile.

Just as he hid behind the pillar, he saw a petite red figure appear in the courtyard.

Lei Jingyun was stunned. Wasn't it Jiang Wan'er?

Just as he was curious, Jiang Wan'er also looked around.

Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, Wan'er chuckled a few times.

Then, she took a stance and started to punch under Lei Jingyun's gaze.

This set of fist techniques was part of the "spiritual body tempering technique".

Ever since Wan'er entered the physical tempering realm, she had become more proficient.

This set of fist techniques was fierce and powerful as if it was natural.

Her fists were powerful, and every step created a breeze. Lei Jingyun was stunned by what he saw.

As the recruiter of the Chuanyun Sect, he had many physical tempering realm disciples under him.

However, those guys were far inferior to this five-or six-year-old girl.

At the thought of this, Lei Jingyun was getting excited.

The broom in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

In the quiet morning, this sound was very ear-piercing.

Wan'er, who was practicing her fist techniques, was shocked. She quickly stopped practicing and nervously stared at the place where the sound came from.

"Who's there? Is it Dad?"

The little girl's voice was trembling as she spoke.

Her little head was spinning rapidly as she thought of how to explain it to her father.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Lei Jingyun walked out from behind the pillar with a red face.

He felt as though he was caught red-handed for doing something bad.

"It's not your father. It's me."

Wan'er was first shocked when she saw an old man with gray hair walk out from behind the pillar.

Then, she relaxed.

Luckily, it wasn't her father.

Just as she began to feel relieved, Wan'er suddenly realized that something was wrong.

She remembered that this old man wanted to catch her yesterday.

Although he and her father seemed to get along quite well after that, this old man was still a bad person in her heart.

Now, this old man was hiding in the courtyard early in the morning. She didn't know if he was thinking of doing something bad.

For a moment, Wan'er became vigilant again.

She took two steps back and stared suspiciously at Lei Jingyun.

Lei Jingyun noticed her actions and immediately realized that she had misunderstood.

Just as he was thinking about how to explain his presence, Wan'er took the initiative to ask.

"Old man, what are you doing here?"

"Ahem."

Lei Jingyun choked at the way Wan'er addressed him.

This was the first time someone dared to call him, a powerful core building cultivator, an "old man".

"I am cleaning up this dirty courtyard."

Wan'er saw that he was indeed holding a broom in his hand and didn't doubt what he said.

"Then you don't have to wake up so early."

"I can't sleep, so I might as well wake up earlier."

"Oh, I know. Is it like what my Dad said? When you get old, you can't sleep?"

Wan'er had a look of sudden realization.

Lei Jingyun's mouth twitched.

'How can I be considered old when I only look 50 or 60 years old? Besides, it was your Dad who forced me to clean up the courtyard before he got up. Otherwise, who would get up earlier than a rooster?' Lei Jingyun thought.

Of course, Lei Jingyun didn't dare to say these words.

Just as Lei Jingyun was secretly complaining, Wan'er rolled her big black eyes.

Suddenly, her expression became pitiful.

"Old man, please don't tell my Dad that you saw me cultivating by myself?"

Lei Jingyun was puzzled when he heard the inexplicable request.

'Why does she want to hide it while those disciples in the sect pretend to be diligent and hardworking, afraid that their elders would not notice them? Something is wrong,' Lei Jingyun thought.

"Cultivation is a good thing. Why don't you want him to know?"

"I can't tell him!" Wan'er snorted angrily.

"My Dad doesn't allow me to practice secretly. He always says that there will be problems."

Lei Jingyun was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Wan'er, your Dad is right."

"You are still too young, and you have just started cultivating. It is very easy for you to have problems with your own cultivation."

"But my Dad only teaches me for a short time every day, and it always ends before I can practice more."

Lei Jingyun could not help but exclaim in admiration. Amazingly, she actually complained that she did not have enough time to practice every day.

For a moment, his love for talents arose.

"You are still young. It's better if you only practice for a short period of time every day. If you practice for too long, it will backfire."

"Wan'er, you have to listen to your Dad. Your Dad will not harm you."

Wan'er immediately looked at Lei Jingyun with a strange expression.

'Why did he say the same thing as Dad?' Wan'er thought.

After a long while, Wan'er pouted and complained, "Why are you afraid of everything, just like my Dad?"

"You behave like a coward. You only know how to talk."

When Lei Jingyun heard this, he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.